Back Again

I'm back from France, and, as was anticipated, nothing happened on this blog.  Lots happened in France, though.  I finally learned how to ski.  Yes, I never learned how to ski when I was younger.

My host family took me to Paris and Versailles and I encountered the mystical, magical incredibly awesome inspiration that hits you in Paris.  Seriously.  It's mythical.  I wrote a little something about it, but I was in a pretty weird mood and ergo there are lots of bad words. 

I liked Paris, but (and don't kill me)  I thought Versailles was prettier.  It was calmer, quieter, and people didn't try to run me over.  I visited the Palace at Versailles and I got mega-inspired.

This new story might very well be the next big obsession for me, mainly because it's just easier to talk about.

For example:  When I wanted to talk about Erika, I told people:

"It's kind of like a mystery novel.  With a teenaged hacker...and a murder.  Well, a couple murders.  Okay, so there's this psycho heiress and this airplane designer..."

And when I wanted to talk about Alex, I told people:

"So it's post apocalyptic, and there's this man who wakes up on a train with a baby and no memories for the past nine years, and he used to work for the government and he fought Lamia, which are kind of like zombies mixed with vampires..."

But with this new one, I just say:

"It's based on the Romanovs."

and people say:

"Oh, alright.  Cool!"

So easy.  In other news, I got Alex published through CreateSpace with a proof copy and I already have people lined up to read it!  Its formatting is all whack like Erika's, but in the other direction.  Erika had huge margins and teeny print while this one has huge print and no margins.  It makes it easier to read, but it looks pretty strange.

TTFN

M.K.Wissler