I’m a mellow person. I very much believe in a “you do you” mentality. I have my ways, my beliefs, and you have yours. It’s all good. If you think “Valentine’s Day” is da bomb, then have at it! But keep your heart-shaped boxes away from me. I detest “Valentine’s Day”, and so I turn to my blog to explain why to you, Minions, as the rest of the world cannot seem to comprehend why I have such a problem with this “holiday”.
1. It starts with a lie.
Way back when, pagan Romans celebrated the feast of Lupercalia from February 13th to 15th. The men sacrificed a goat and a dog, then whipped women with the hides of the animals they had just slain (wooooo! party!). Emperor Claudius II executed two men (both named Valentine) on February 14th (different years, though) in the 3rd century A.D. Their martyrdom was honored by the Catholic Church with the celebration of St. Valentine’s Day. And then later on, Pope Gelasius I screwed things up in the 5th century by combining St. Valentine’s Day with Lupercalia to get rid of the pagan rituals. It wasn’t until 1913 that Hallmark Cards began mass producing “valentines” and the month of February started looking like Cupid threw up all over everything. So the truth is, the holiday you know as “Valentine’s Day” was never really a holiday to begin with. The idea of buying things to celebrate romance wasn’t even born until 1913, and it was done in order to boost greeting card sales.
2. It means nothing.
I see people treat one another like absolute crap 364 days of the year, but on February 14th, they’re nice to one another – and that somehow magically means that they are in love. That’s not love, Minions. Love is being nice to one another every day. And when you’re not nice, you should know when to apologize. Show your loved ones respect, give them the gift of communication, and don’t think that you have to slap down $80 for a bouquet of roses to say “I love you”. (which brings me to my next complaint)
3. As the Beatles said, money can’t buy you love.
You don’t have to buy my books for me to love you, Minions. You simply have to be yourselves and I will love you forever. Nor does my husband have to buy me chocolates, nor does my son have to send me flowers. Those things are nice, yes, but they shouldn’t be expected. I see people getting together to compare their “Valentine’s” gifts (always women too – what is up with that?!) and it always leaves me wondering how fulfilling a gift can be if it’s expected. “If he/she/it doesn’t buy me roses on a certain day, it means I am unworthy of affection!” – how silly is that?? You are worthy of affection every day, because you are a good person and deserving of love. Chocolates and flowers aren’t love, Minions. They are things. Like toilet paper and power tools.
4. Something people tend to forget…
It’s okay to be single. There is nothing in the world wrong with being on your own. And I abhor a holiday that makes people feel like they’re some kind of freak because they don’t have a “valentine”. That’s why I fully support Anti-Valentine’s parties! Get together with friends, celebrate how awesome you are. You don’t need a boyfriend or girlfriend to feel like you are special. Because you are amazing every day of the year. So hold a party, invite friends, create some Anti-Valentines with witty sayings about “stupid Cupid”, and remember that friends are more important than having someone to make out with.
There. I feel better now. 
Minions, we have cool stuff. Have you noticed? I mean, we have a special place to hang out and get Vladtastic Minion-oriented things (VladTod.com); we have our own radio station (Crypt Radio – also found on VladTod.com); we have our own store (highschoolbites.com).
And now we have even more cool stuff!
I wanted to bring these to your attention, just in case you haven’t noticed yet. You can now download the Crypt Radio app on iTunes! So grab your iPhone, iPod Touch, iPad, or what-have-you and download it, because the music is so Miniontastic that it will MAKE YOUR HEAD EXPLODE.
Er. In a good way. (but just in case, bring a mop)
ALSO. There’s new stuff on highschoolbites.com! Stuff like this:
Not to mention this shirt that I MUST OWN NOW:
There are a bunch more things on there, so go check them out.
I’m still holding out for a pillow that looks like FANG (which, if you didn’t know, is our mascot vampire smiley’s name – awwwww! Isn’t he adorable? Who’s a cute widdow bloodsucker? You are! Yes, you are!).
In book stuff news: I just turned in the first book of THE SLAYER CHRONICLES, and my editor loves it. Just a few more tweaks and it’ll be ready for copy edits. (And the Minions rejoiced…) Plus, some day soon, I will have an amazing cover and new title to share with you! BUT…not today.
BLOODBOUND is finished (well, first-draft finished, anyway, which means it needs a lot of work before it’s ready for your wondering eyes, Minions) and my agent and editor are all kinds of happy about it. So we are THRILLED, Minions. Book stuffs is a-okay for the moment.
ALSO, I’m working on a blog post to update you all on our world domination progress. Prepare to be STUNNED.
But for now, I’m drinking a blood bag and celebrating the moment. Join me?
If you’ve been following me on Twitter or Facebook, Minions, you’ve likely seen me mention Uncle Paul’s favorite hash tag, #supersecretproject. You might have wondered what it was all about, and today, you get to find out!
See, I love my career. I’m very, very happy in my career. It feeds my soul to be a writer, and for many years, my husband has been working hard at a 9 to 5 job, so that I could follow my dreams. But through #supersecretproject, it is my greatest hope that he will be able to follow his dreams.
So, without further ado, my Minion Horde, I give you Super Secret Project.
In which Auntie Heather tells you all how to write a book (kinda sorta)
January 27th, 2011Some time ago (waaaaaaay back in the land of August 2007), I blogged about how to get an agent. Since then, I have been asked the same question approximately 989,956,453,675,453.2 times: “How do you write a book?”
The answer, I’m afraid, is so unbelievably complex that when I give it, I am usually met with disbelieving, blinking eyes that often slant in a moment of distrust, as if I am keeping my secrets and unwilling to share with the masses. The answer, dear Minions, is: “You write one.”
“Yes,” I can hear you all saying, “But hoooooooooooww???”
So I decided to blog this morning (instead of diving straight into the second round of edits on THE SLAYER CHRONICLES’ first book–which has a new title and NO, I WILL NOT TELL YOU WHAT IT IS BECAUSE I AM MEAN LIKE THAT) and tell you how to write a book. Or rather, how I write a book. But before we begin, I must bestow upon you the all-important formula to writing a book. Every writer knows this, from your great grandma Sue to Stephen King himself, even if they don’t know they know it. The formula is this: Butt + Chair = Writing.
If you keep your butt in a chair long enough, you can write a book. And here’s how I do it.
First, I put my butt in a chair (thus utilizing the formula). Then I get an idea (often, though, this idea will come before my butt is anywhere near a chair). Usually my ideas come from asking myself questions. Questions like (in CoVT’s case) “Why doesn’t anybody ever write about the vampire anymore? They always write about the girl who falls in love with the vampire. Why?” or “I wonder what would happen if [HORRIBLE THING] encountered [OTHER HORRIBLE THING]?” or “What if tacos were really ALIVE and their crunchiness were actually tiny SCREAMS???”
Sometimes (such as with CoVT) the questions are valid, thought provoking, and lead to interesting ideas. Sometimes (I’m looking at you, living tacos), they’re crap. Pure crap. And should be set aflame and forgotten forever.
But when they’re good (or seem good at the moment), I sit down and start making notes, answering the basic questions. Questions like: “Who is my protagonist (main character)?” “What is his/her/its major problem?” and most importantly “What makes this story different than the other stories out there?” That last one is critical, because there are a bajillion books out there, and if I want to write a story in the same genre as a portion of that bajillion, I had better find a way to stand out in the crowd. In CoVT’s case, I wrote a series that dealt with being bullied, from a vampire’s (well, half vampire’s) point of view. The books are kinda funny, and not very romance-focused. They’re also relatively short, in opposition to many vampire books today.
Once I have the answers to the basic questions written down, I let my imagination fly. I start writing the story, and usually, in the beginning, my fingers fly and my keyboard catches on fire. HOWEVER…after some time, my mind begins to wander…often to SHINY NEW IDEAS. This is a dangerous time for a writer. Because if you really want to write a book, you’ve got to hit The End. So SHINY NEW IDEAS must be ignored, no matter how SHINY or NEW they are. I’ve taken to scribbling down just a few basic notes in a notebook and then getting back to work on the book I’m writing. Otherwise, I will have a bajillion partially-written books, and I will NEVER reach The End. And, c’mon, be honest…how many partially-written books have you ever seen at the bookstore? The answer is NONE. So…shaking off the urge to frolic around my office with the SHINY NEW IDEAS, I apply the formula and get my butt back in that chair.
And that’s when the real work begins.
Writers have two different kinds of days. Only two. The “I am GOD” days and “I SUCK” days. The former is amazing. The latter is the worst feeling in the world. But I’m slowly learning to cling to the hope that every day won’t be an “I SUCK” day.
I write. Even if it’s awful. I keep putting words on that page. I trudge forward, through plot holes, through poor grammar, through typos galore, through weak characters, through run-on sentences, and eventually, I hit The End. But to do so, I have to be something that I am not. I have to be selfish. I have to ignore my family, friends, housekeeping, showers (okay, only sometimes), and adorable, fluffy kitties, just so I can use the formula and reach The End. It’s difficult, especially if family, friends, and kitties want attention, but I have to say no at some point, and make time for the writing. Because no one is going to write it for me while I’m off socializing. Because I am the only person who can tell my story. And writing is hard, lonely work. So…I write. And eventually, I hit The End.
Then I celebrate. Even if the manuscript is awful. Because dude…I wrote a BOOK! That’s a huge accomplishment. Even if it never sees a bookstore shelf.
But I never celebrate for long (no more than 24 hours), because that’s when the real work begins. Now that I have the basis of a book, I have to fix it, so it’s not ugly. (And ohhhhhhh, are my first drafts UGLY) First thing’s first: I print that sucker out, grab a red pen, and start reading. I mark up everything, making corrections on the page, sometimes scribbling “insert cool fight scene here” in the margins with a big arrow pointing to a spot on the page that’s crying out for blood. I do what I like to call “bleeding all over the page”. Then I go into my Word file, make those corrections, print it out again, and do it all over again. Wash, rinse, repeat.
When I get to a point that I’m feeling pretty good about it, I’ll read the story aloud. And (you got it) grab that red pen again. Things sound different when they’re read aloud. Errors, weaknesses, they all stand out a bit better somehow.
Once I HATE my story, and am SICK OF READING THE STUPID THING, I send it to a trusted friend or two, to get their opinions. Luckily, I have brilliant friends. But even so, I don’t take all of their advice on what to change. I only take what feels right. I edit it again, incorporating the advice that I agree with, and then I try to let it sit for a while before I read it again (I call this getting “fresh eyes”) It’s amazing the things that you don’t see no matter how often you read something. Fresh eyes help immensely. Editors also help immensely.
I wish my process were more glamorous than this. I wish I could tell you stories about my muse and harps playing and dancing at fancy parties with JK Rowling, but the truth is…I sit at home and write. And avoid SHINY NEW IDEAS until I’ve reached The End.
I was reminded of something today, something that I try hard to remember every day, and work very hard never to forget. I was reminded that self-esteem is a very fragile thing. Especially when you’re a teenager.
A Minion had written to me the other day (she knows who she is – but I won’t name names) and told me about an instance of bullying on her Facebook. A bully had insulted her appearance, and she asked my advice before blocking him. He’d called her fat, and it hurt her, so naturally, my protective Auntie Heather feathers got quite ruffled.
You see, I wasn’t always the confident person you see before you, Minions. If we were to rewind time back to my middle and high school years, the person standing before you would probably not be able to make eye contact with you. She’d be relatively quiet, for fear that anything she said would just be mocked. She’d have circles under her eyes from lack of sleep – her eyes red from crying on a daily basis. She would be sad and alone and hated by many of her peers.
I was bullied. Oh yes. Terribly. Physically assaulted, teased, tormented on a daily basis. And due to that, I was driven to a very dark place on more than one occasion. I thought of suicide – I can admit that now. But I can also say that I’m so relieved I didn’t go there. Because no matter how dark life becomes, no matter how lost or alone you feel, no matter how convinced you are that there is no way out of your pain and anguish, I can honestly say that there is a bright spot at the end of that tunnel. Things get better. Bullies go away. You can surround yourself with love and light and awesome people who really get you, who really adore your quirks. But you have to hold on.
I think the reason that the Facebook bully irked me so much (apart from my fierce love of the Minion Horde) is that I was, at one time, overweight, and know how stressful it can be when people wear their insensitivity on their sleeve. Growing up, I was a thin girl. But after years of low self-esteem, I ate my way into a size 24. I’m now a size 4 due to both a healthy approach to weight loss and, largely, due to learning to love myself – all my flaws included. But the stress of that time came flooding back to me the moment that Minion confided in me, and I don’t want her to feel bad just because some jerk on Facebook doesn’t have the sense to leave well enough alone. Yes, people snickered about my weight when I was bigger. Just like the bullies who shoved me into lockers in high school. But I’ve learned, over time, that their opinion of me doesn’t have to be my opinion of me.
My ridiculously tiny pinky toes bend absurdly toward my other toes. I’m incredibly anal about the spines of books lining up just so on a bookcase. I often drift off into my own world during conversations. My desk is always a huge mess (I call it “creative chaos”). I have a really difficult time maintaining friendships with girls. I’m clumsy, can’t sing (but do), and I’m an absurdly careful driver. Sometimes I get sad for no reason and bawl my eyes out. I’m short, my thighs are kinda chunky, and I really, really suck at math.
But I love me.
Because those things make me who I am. Those things are all things that shape the person you know as Auntie Heather. And I wouldn’t want to be anybody else.
You have flaws too, I’m sure. But y’know what? Your flaws, your imperfections, are actually tiny little quirks that make you stand out from the crowd, and that, my Minions, my friends, is something really special, something to be proud of.
Now…who wants a cookie???
Guess where I’m blogging from, Minions??
January 17th, 2011After about five months of waiting on contractors, waiting on a painter guy, waiting on a wallpaper dude, waiting on furniture deliverers, I am proud to announce that I am FINALLY blogging from my new office in completion! It is so gothtastic! I’m planning to snap some pics this week and do a big blog on how cool it looks, but for now, just know that I am surrounded by lovely, lovely black, and happy as can be. I got a new desk – and I like it – it’s just not my old desk. My old desk felt a certain way, and everything had its place. The new desk…well…we’re still getting to know one another.
As for what I’m accomplishing with this new desk, I’m well into the second round of revisions for the first book in THE SLAYER CHRONICLES. I say “first book” because I’m not loving the title BEGINNING. (What am I gonna call the third book in the series? MIDDLE? Ugh…) But I haven’t come up with anything new yet that reflects what this book is all about. I have had peeks at what the cover will be though, and it looks awesome! I can hardly wait to see the final cover (and share it with you, my faithful Minion Horde, of course).
My editor is reading BLOODBOUND (or will be soon), so those edits will likely come fast on the heals of TSC1 (THE SLAYER CHRONICLES #1). So the desk will definitely be seeing a lot of work. But that’s okay, because I have discovered something about myself, Minions. Something I never realized.
I like work. I like being busy. As long as I’m busy with the stuff I want to be busy with. I love writing, even like editing, so that stuff I can do a million times over. But man, do I need my no-people-around-me downtime. I like to refer to myself as an extroverted introvert: I can be outgoing and social when life calls for it, but unless it does…STICK ME BACK IN MY CAVE!
My wallpapered, lovely black cave.
Anyhoo, I was thinking about a few hints I could give you all about what to expect on September 20, 2011 (!!!) when TSC1 debuts, and here’s what I’ve come up with:
1. You will see two characters from CoVT beyond Joss and his family in this first book.
2. TSC is much darker than CoVT.
3. In this book, you will learn more about bugs than you ever really wanted to know.
4. TSC1 has a higher deathcount than the first four CoVT books combined.
5. You will meet Cecile.
Any questions?
Okay, so Auntie is a few days late on this one, but I have what I like to call a Suitable Excuse. See, I was finishing up a little project I like to call BLOODBOUND, and I just turned it in to my editor. Go ahead, applaud. I’ll wait.
I’m totally geeked out about this book, and the fact that I finished and turned in two books within the same two weeks blows my mind (the other book is BEGINNING, the first of THE SLAYER CHRONICLES). It turns out, in 2010, I wrote THREE books (BLOODBOUND, BEGINNING, and TWELFTH GRADE KILLS)! That’s insane! But in a happy, trapped in my black straight jacket, being spoonfed AB Negative kinda way.
And now, I’m trying to get organized for all of the projects I have lined up for 2011. One way I’m doing this is outsourcing. And the coolest thing I’ve done recently is to hire a personal assistant! Her name is Kate Tilton and you can totally stalk her on Twitter by following @Froze8. Kate will be handling my email (though I’ll still see all the fangtastic fan mail you guys send in – Kate will be making certain that those that warrant replies get them in a timely manner) and stepping in to help out on the forums. Kate is AMAZING and I ADORE her. Plus, it’s unbelievably cool to have hired a Minion. I know she’ll do a great job!
Speaking of 2011…many people have asked me what my new years resolutions are. But the thing is…I never make resolutions. I get so tired of watching people create goals and then give up on them before the ball has even dropped that I just don’t participate. True change doesn’t require January 1st as a jump-off date. That being said, I have been doing what I can to bring about positive change in my life lately. Doing a lot of charitable donations, removing negative people from my life, spending more quality time with family…y’know, the good stuff. Oh! And world domination with my Minions. Can’t forget that. 
Anyway, I hope that this will be our best year yet, Minion Horde! May your blood bags always be full. Maybe your life be free of Eddie Poe encounters. And may all your spooky, sharp teeth fluffy bunnies of doom nightmares come true!
Okay…maybe not that last one.
MERRY VLADMAS, MINIONS!
Well, not yet, but it’s so close I can almost taste it. (Incidentally, it tastes a bit like Cheetos.)
I’ve been getting a ton of emails, comments and messages lately that all seem to be asking the same three questions, so I decided to answer those questions here on the blog (yes, I do read the comments here – even if I don’t often get a chance to respond – so please keep commenting!).
1. “Will your Vlad books be made into a movie or television series? AND CAN I BE IN IT???”
First off, the likelihood that ANY book gets made into a movie or television series is incredibly low. There is so much business and money involved that it can be quite difficult for all of the stars to align. That being said, my answer is maybe – mostly because I am the eternal optimist. There is currently nothing at all official to announce as far as film/tv stuff associated with CoVT, and though I’d love for Minions to play the roles, I doubt Auntie Heather would have any say in it at all. So…no movie, no tv…yet. Maybe if we all keep our fingers crossed, it’ll happen, but as for now, NO. Trust me – as soon as there is something interesting to announce concerning a possible movie or tv series, Auntie Heather will tell you! And if I’m told where tryouts would be held for those parts, I’ll put it on my blog. But there’s nothing to talk about YET.
2. “Will you PLEASEPLEASEPLEASEPLEASEPLEASE write another book about Vlad?”
I adore you, Minions. I really, really do. And you have no idea how much your deep love of The Chronicles of Vladimir Tod means to me. Seriously – it makes me tear up just thinking about how loyal you all are to those characters. However…as I’ve stated many times, Vlad’s story was five books long, and with TWELFTH GRADE KILLS, it is complete. Finito. El-finished-o. But don’t despair! I am writing a spin-off series that I’m sure you’ll love, and hints of Vlad will be all through that series (including a few secrets that you didn’t learn in Vlad’s series). This series (a bit more on this in the next question) is called THE SLAYER CHRONICLES, and will be from Joss’s point of view.
The fact is that an author cannot continue to write about the same characters for the duration of their career – at least, I can’t. I love Vlad as much as you do, but as of right now, I can’t see myself continuing his story past his seior year. But that’s okay! Because…
3. “Are you writing any more books?”
YES! I’m actually working on two books (both the beginnings to two new series). The first book, tentatively titled BEGINNING (which may change) is the first book in my spin-off series, THE SLAYER CHRONICLES.
Y’know how the Vlad books take place during the school years? Well, THE SLAYER CHRONICLES will take place during the summers between those school years, and will be from Joss’s point of view. We’ll experience what it’s like to become a Slayer, and all of the horrible things that we didn’t realize were happening to Joss as we were following Vlad’s life. And the cool thing (for those of you who’ve asked “WHAT ABOUT SNOW’S EYES??? WHAT DID THAT MEAN???”) is that THE SLAYER CHRONICLES will end with one book beyond TWELFTH GRADE KILLS. So…you will get to see Vlad again, as that book will pick up right where TWELFTH GRADE KILLS left off. BEGINNING hits stores Fall 2011.
The other series/book I’m working on is called BLOODBOUND. Now, right away, the title screams “VAMPIRES!!!”, but it’s actually not about vampires at all. BLOODBOUND is this romantic fantasy epic about a girl named Kaya in a world called Tril. In Tril, there are three kinds of people: Barrons (a naturally-skilled warrior race), Healers (people born with the natural ability to heal), and the Unskilled (just normal folks, who are totally unaware that Barrons and Healers even exist). Now, whenever a Barron is born, at the exact same moment, their Healer is born. Together, they are Bloodbound. This basically means that the Healer can heal them from any wound (even if their head was hanging on by a thread, they could touch them and PRESTO! All better). Kaya is a Healer, but she was raised amongst the Unskilled. So imagine her surprise when she gets a letter from the headmaster of Shadow Academy (a school for the training of Barrons and Healers) that basically says that the boy that she was Bloodbound to has died, but that she can be Bound to another Barron (which isn’t as strong as being Bloodbound, but close enough). He also tells her that if she doesn’t come to the school, her parents’ lives are forfeit.
Sucks, huh? “Do our bidding or your parents get it!” Not exactly a happy situation to be in. PLUS, once at the school, Kaya is told that, as a Healer, she’s not allowed to learn how to fight or defend herself on the battlefield. She’s expected to wait for her Barron to rescue her.
“Rescue her from what?” you say…? Ahh, this is where it gets really fun. See, the Barrons and Healers are at war with King Darrek, who happens to have horrible beasts called Graplars at his command. Graplars are dog-like, but stand seven feet tall. They have blue scaly skin, and rows and rows of razor sharp teeth like sharks. Oh, and their drool is POISON! Not to mention that Graplars are hunting and killing Healers. And…what’s that? Oh yeah – Kaya is a Healer!
So basically, Kaya decides that there is NO WAY she’s going to stand around and wait to be eaten by a Graplar. So she decides to train in the art of fighting. SECRETLY. The weapon of choice in Tril is, of course, a katana. So…think of Tril like this: a fantasy world with a Japanese medieval feel…overrun by horrible monsters and people who think that just because you’re a Healer, you can’t take care of yourself.
And don’t even get me started on the cute boy/tangled hearts theme.
So there’s something for everyone – guys and girls! BLOODBOUND will begin Spring 2012.
And…that’s about it, for now. So, what do you think, Minions? Can I be trusted to write something that’s NOT about vampires, but is full of awesome?
And how are we all feeling this bright, shiny, happy, rainbow-infested day?
Blech. Me too. *whips out black gauze and spiderwebs, redecorates while blaring some MCR* That’s better.
I know my blog has been pretty stale lately, but I’m happy to report that my travel is finally done for the year, so things can start getting back to normal around here. Well…normal….for us, that is.
As you may recall from last year, I have tons of fabulous gothtastic ornaments for my XMas tree, and this year, we found the perfect tree, decked it out, and went about our business, as usual. Then, last night, my son Jacob was sitting in a living room chair. My daughter was doing her homework in the dining room. Uncle Paul was upstairs and the kitties (Fang and Amenti) were nowhere to be seen. BUT THEN THE TREE CAME CRASHING DOWN. It only could have been cooler if several ornaments would have EXPLODED. But alas, it crashed, two ornaments broke (one my limited edition Jack Skellington *has a sad*), and we ran off to the store to get a new tree stand, as the old tree stand perished in the Great Tree Crash of XMas 2010. But the tree is up again now, and tonight, we’ll decorate it AGAIN. Or as I like to call it…YAYXMASTREEPART2!
By the way, Minions, if you haven’t noticed yet, I do have a new contest up. And this time, you can win ME! Kinda. Check it out.
So…who’s done with their shopping? I am! It’s proof that miracles do exist, I tell ya. If you’re looking to hook a Minion up with a great gift, I really suggest you check out the Vlad journal. It’s super sweet – and I hid Elysian Code messages inside! (SQUEE!) Now that all of my shopping is done, all that’s left is work and waiting. Work is focusing on my edits for BEGINNING (SLAYER CHRONICLES #1 – which is due December 20th) and writing BLOODBOUND (which is due January 3rd). So I’m keeping busy. How about you guys? You must be DYING for winter break! Heck, I’M dying for winter break, and I don’t even get one!
Anyhoo, happy holidays, Minions. I’m going to see how many times I can watch Nightmare Before Christmas this year. Race ya!
Greetings, Minions! Turkey Day is at last upon us, and you know what that means – soon we’ll all be singing Vlad carols and wishing one another a merry Vladmas! The biggest shopping day of the year (Black Friday – no wonder my spooky lil soul loves that day so much) is fast approaching, and I wanted to tell you all about some fangtastic promos that are coming up on www.highschoolbites.com. (Feel free to pass this info on to your parents with lots of “HINT HINT”s muttered afterwards, because dude, we all wants lots of Vlad goodies!)
First off, coupon codes! You can save some cash and get your fang on by using this code (for a limited time!):
- Perfect Gear for Minions: 20% off this weekend makes shopping for any Minion easy. Create custom hoodies, t-shirts, iPhone skins and more! Code: VTBF20
“Custom?!”, you say….why, yes, my Minions! YOU can now design fangtastic Vlad apparel for yourself!!! Stand out in the crowd – even amongst your fellow Minionkind. It’s a really exciting new addition to the Vlad store, and I can’t wait to see what you all come up with! You’ll get the ability to write your very own fangtastic sayings to personalize your Vlad gear. Plus, Momions & Dadions…it’s the perfect gift!
Also, every day for the next two weeks, the fabulous Rachel Caine and I will be participating in Babel Clash – where will will debate Serious Issues, such as “Which mythological creature could beat up Chuck Norris?” Check it out!
As or me, I’m off to dream of pumpkin pie, turkey, family togetherness…..and world domination.
Happy Turkey Day!
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