Study this page closely, Hunter Black fans. Not that it contains story clues in particular…or does it?…but this page says a lot about Will’s design aesthetic, particularly as it pertains to monsters. Maybe I just have vampires on the brain, but I’ve known for a long time that Will has no hint of Twilight about him. Will’s vampires don’t sparkle…they DROOL. They HUNGER. They’re monsters. Now, all of that said, swear to all four of the lesser gods…these guys aren’t vampires. They’ve just got a bad case of the Anger Plague.
Virtually nothing has changed since last we spoke. #Squirrel is a little less cranky…but maybe a bit more sad? She’s in a lot of pain, a lot more than she had after the first surgery, and we’re not sure that she’s suffering this pain to any great effect.
She and I both skew toward being loners…we can spend many a great day on opposite sides of the apartment, happily soaking in only the auras of each other as we do our own things…but no one wants to be alone with pain and uncertainty, so I’m trying to kick it with her. That DOES mean that not as much writing is getting done, but I have to file that fact under “acceptable losses.”
Well. It’s late at night now, and she’s in bed, so I’m going to finish posting this page and try to get some writing done with the alone time.