Monday, April 29th, 2013
Minions, you’ve been so patient – far more patient, I might add, than your Auntie Heather is normally capable of. So very patient! But your patience is about to pay off. I have the cover art for the third (and final) Slayer book. And the title. And I’m going to share them with you now. And then I will implode from the awesomeness. Be sure to leave a comment and let me know what you think!
The title for Slayer #3 is THIRD STRIKE! And here’s the fab cover:
But there’s more! I’m going to share a peek at the prologue with you right now! (Before you ask, I still don’t know the official release date, but should soon) For now…here’s a glimpse at what’s waiting for you (and Joss!) in THIRD STRIKE:
Em carefully lifted the teapot from its place on the doily and poured the steaming blood into two ornate china cups. The color of the burgundy blood against the white of the china was bold and interesting, Em noted. Not like the color of blood soaked into a rug or spattered against the curtains. Perhaps it was the purity of both things, blood and china, she thought, that appealed to her in such a comforting way.
One cup had been placed in front of Em, and the other in front of her guest, who sat in the shadowed quiet of Em’s parlor. Em offered her guest some sugar, but she politely declined. Em plopped three cubes into her cup, marveling at the crystallized sugar cubes as they melted away into the blood, and sat back with a sigh, content to blow the steam from her cup of AB negative—something an old friend had once described to her as the champagne of blood types.
“How exactly will you arrange for him to be alone?” The girl’s words were softly spoken, and Em couldn’t help but wonder whether or not she was up to the task. After all, it wasn’t as if this boy, this Slayer called Joss McMillan, were someone easily disregarded. He was skilled. A dangerous quality for any human with a blood thirst for vampires. He had to be dealt with, and quickly. Em just hoped that she wasn’t choosing poorly by sending this girl to do him in. Though her advantage was obvious, she was still young.
Very young, in comparison to her youthful-looking host.
Em sipped from her cup, and as she returned it to its saucer on the table, she dabbed at her lips with a napkin before placing the napkin in her lap. Not many were subjected to this old-world side of Em—the ladylike grace and appreciation of finer things. Not many often saw beyond her youthful appearance of wild colored hair and gothic-style clothing. Few had ever been invited into her parlor, but here she was, with this girl, debating whether or not the girl had what it takes to face an enemy of skill. She was very new to vampire life, as it were. Young, naive, and certainly not well trained. Em wondered if she should have just killed Joss herself, but the thought passed quickly through her mind before it disappeared once again. No. This was the right killer for Joss—the girl had a reluctant hunger inside of her to take the boy’s life. And the boy clearly had a reluctance in him to face her. Hunting him down herself was a recipe for disaster, in Em’s eyes. Em didn’t hunt down the majority of those who have wronged her. She had people for that. People like this promising new protégée. “Everything’s been arranged. Have you been in recent contact with your drudge?”
The girl picked up her cup at last and took a healthy drink, wincing as she burned her tongue. She nodded as she bit into a thin wafer cookie in an effort to soothe her mouth. Through a mouthful of cookie, she said, “I have. My drudge stands at the ready to assist me.”
Em wrinkled her nose at the girl’s lack of manners. Truth be told, she’d killed kings and queens for less. But she liked this girl, this newborn vampire, for reasons that she could not yet identify. And so she let the girl live. For now, anyway. “I trust you know what will happen to you both if you fail to take the young Slayer’s life?”
Her hands strangely steady, her voice oddly confident, the girl looked at Em and said with a tone that conveyed that she was well aware of what was at stake here, “If I don’t kill Joss, you’ll kill us both.”
“Wrong.” Em’s lips curled into a cruel, sadistic smile. “If you fail in your task, I won’t just kill you both. I’ll obliterate your remains and lick your blood from my walls.”
There was a pause—a distinct one—before the girl responded. But when she did, her voice sounded just as confident, just as driven as Em had been hoping it would. She returned her cup to its saucer and reached for another cookie. As the sweet treat reached her lips, she smiled in a way that mirrored Em. “Don’t worry. I’m looking forward to taking Joss’s life away. He deserves it for what he did to me.”
Em released a breath in a soft sigh, settling back in her chair, satisfied. Her eyes moved casually over the walls of her suite. “That’s good to hear, young one. Because I rather do like this wallpaper. It would be a shame to have to replace it.”
Sunday, April 21st, 2013
Minions, so many of you have been writing to me lately, asking if I will write more Vlad books. I want to answer you all, to set your minds at ease, but also to share with you my thoughts as I work through the copyedits for the third and final Slayer Chronicles book. I’ll have the title and cover for you soon, I promise! But for now…there’s this.
It feels so strange to me to be putting the finishing touches on the third and final Slayer Chronicles book. [EDITED TO ADD: You may recall, Minions, that when I began writing this series, I said that there would be five books. What can I say? Things change, and now there will be only three. The third book will end just before ELEVENTH GRADE BURNS begins. It just made the most sense to end it there.] Effectively, this will end that series. Not only that, but it will sever my ties to the world of Vladimir Tod. To Elysia, to the Slayer Society, to the goths and every other character who exists there, including Bill, Tom, Principal Snelgrove, and *shudder* Eddie Poe. It’s a strange place to be. I feel as if I’m standing on the edge of a cliff with Vlad and Joss, discussing the end of things, and they’re reassuring me that it’s okay to jump off. They’re telling me I’ll be okay without them, and I’m trying to trust that I will, but DUDE…IT’S A CLIFF.
For what it’s worth, I do trust them. And I do know that I have many, many other stories, other worlds inside of me. I have no doubts that I will write books, weave together other wonderful series’, and you Minions will love them each in different ways. But knowing that doesn’t make it easy to leave behind a world one has shared with her readers for six years.
Side thought: six years? Really? Wow. EIGHTH GRADE BITES came out in August of 2007. Where has the time gone?
Many of you have asked if I will ever address the question raised in TWELFTH GRADE KILLS–the question you all ask about Snow’s eyes. Namely, “Why?”. And I’d like to think that some day, I will answer it for you. I just have to figure out how I can do just that. It’s not as simple as “write a book”, I’m afraid. But I will do what I can to find a way, and if I never get a chance to answer that question for you, Minions, I hope that you will do what you can to find an answer for yourselves.
You see, when I began writing The Chronicles of Vladimir Tod, I set out to reach a goal. I wanted to feel a bit better about having been bullied in school, about feeling like such a freak in a world of so-called “normal” people. I accomplished that goal. I wrote great books about a twisted vampire world. But once those stories were printed on pages and glued into a cover, they became your stories. It became your world to explore and enjoy. Since that time, so many of you have created amazing fanfic tales about the characters that I created. And I love that. Please keep going. Because through you, Vlad and Joss live on into eternity. Through you, Henry keeps crackin’ jokes at inappropriate times and Snow keeps being strong. Through you, Eddie Poe keeps being hungry for power, and Cecile keeps Joss’s nights interesting. These books will never cease to exist. Because of you, Minions.
[ALSO EDITED TO ADD: In the comments below, a Minion named Lydia said this: "And also, promise me something: that you would make another series that is written in third person, involves lots of blood, and has little romance. For me. For all of us." To which, I respond: Absolutely, Minion. I'm not changing who I am, and I hope that you won't change who you are. Read whatever comes next, because I can promise you that there will be outcasts, mystery, lots of blood...and a little romance. You have my word.]
So here I stand, on top of a cliff. The boy to my left has a crooked smile and fangs. His black hair is hanging in his eyes. He’s wearing Tripp pants and a black t-shirt with a red vampire smiley on it. There’s a hole in the toe of one of his shoes. The boy to my right is wearing jeans and a t-shirt. His shoulders are drawn back with false confidence, and I can see a strange sorrow lurking in his eyes. He looks like he’d be very popular with the sporty crowd, but something about him tells me he’s not. I know these boys. I love these boys. And more importantly, I trust them both completely.
I hope that you do too. And that you trust me.
Because it’s time for something new.
Tuesday, August 2nd, 2011
It’s funny, the things that people never really tell you about being an author, and the things you hear, but don’t really think about. Like how travel and deadlines and day to day stuff will take up all of your blogging time. You think “I’ll blog tomorrow!”, only tomorrow takes a month to come. And before you know it, your Minions are wondering if they should form a search party. But no worries, my Minions! Your Auntie Heather is alive and well. Alive and…well…
I’ve been busy! Not only did I turn in two books (the first draft of THE SLAYER CHRONICLES #2 (title to be announced later) & the second draft of BLOODBOUND), but I was also traveling. I went on an amazing Disney Cruise to the Bahamas with my family, I was in Omaha, Nebraska, spreading the word about why bullying sucks, and then I was at San Diego Comic Con, handing out advanced copies of FIRST KILL.
A brief detour so I can SQUEE about SDCC. In short, I met tons of awesome Minions (which was the absolute best part of SDCC), spoke with Jhonen Vasquez (of JTHM fame) again, met Nick, Zak & Aaron of Ghost Adventures fame, and nearly ran into Gerard Way…AGAIN. Plus, I went to the Lucasfilms party and Stan Lee himself brushed right by me…and Christopher Moore stopped by to say hi to me at the Mysterious Galaxy booth! My geeky little heart was very pleased. I can’t wait to go back! Neither can Gargy. He dressed up like a Jedi the whole time….which made him very popular at the Lucasfilms party.
So I’ve been busy. With books. With travel. With life. Oooooh, and I should know where I’ll be touring this fall very soon! Actually, I kinda already know. I just can’t tell you yet. The moment I can, I’ll post it on my Appearances page. And we can be busy together!
You know I’m never too busy to think about my Minions. And I have something FANGtastic for you all!
How would you like to be one of my Master Minions???
That’s right! So many of you have mentioned rank in the Minion Horde. Well, here’s your chance.
On August 2nd (running through August 9th), which is TODAY, I’m launching Heather Brewer’s Master Minion campaign!!!
As it says on VladTod.com –
Sign up to be one of Heather Brewer’s Master Minions!
Get exclusive access and early sneak peaks plus a Minion Kit to help you talk up
The Slayer Chronicles to your friends!
Visit VladTod.com for official rules and how to join.
Spread the word and sign up FAST, because this isn’t going to last and the free stuff you’ll get is AMAZING! I’m so geeked. What do you guys think??
Tuesday, February 22nd, 2011
Greetings, Minion Horde! Now, as you all know (or should know), Auntie Heather is plotting to take over the world (with the assistance of my Minions, of course). And I’m pleased to say that we are making some amazing progress so far.
To date, here are the countries that we have taken over with our powers of awesomeness:
Not too shabby, Minions! If you’re from any of the listed countries, please watch the shelves for Vlad, and feel free to bug booksellers and librarians about when the books will be headed your way.
And now you crazy Minions have ID cards!!! Go check ‘em out. Print them, laminate them, bring them to events so I can sign them. They are yours, Minions – so show the world you’re a Minion!
More reasons to celebrate: the first book of The Slayer Chronicles is going to copy edits! For all intensive purposes, this means that the book is finished, apart from a few minor tweaks. The other day I saw the cover and it is GORGEOUS. It’s kick-butt enough for you guys, and swoon-worthy enough for your girls (or vice-versa: Auntie doesn’t judge). A cover reveal and a title reveal will be coming soon!
Also, a word on the plush Auntie Heather winner. I’m not telling them that they won. I’m merely whisking her off in her tiny coffin to surprise the winner. Today. But I was very impressed by all of your entries.
And…I’m kinda in the mood for a……
Comment to enter (doesn’t matter how much you comment – you’re only entered once). Winner gets something awesome. Suggestions?
Wednesday, October 20th, 2010
I haven’t blogged in WEEKS?? As Nelly would say, “OH MY GLOB!” That is inexcusable, Minions. Bad Auntie Heather. BAD!
Okay, so let’s catch you all up on my life. Touring was amazing. So many Minions! And so many more emails, requesting (and at times, demanding) that I visit your fair city. And I wish I could! But if I traveled all the time…when would I write books? So believe me, Minions, I would visit you all if I could, but for now we’ll just have to hope your hometown (or a town near it) ends up on my touring schedule.
The last few weeks have been devoured by an insane writing schedule for….(drum roll, please)…BEGINNING, the first book in The Slayer Chronicles! I finished the book and turned it in to my editor, and I’m now once again hard at work on the first BLOODBOUND book. So my days have been full of writing and traveling…and not much sleeping.
Recently, we had a tragedy in our family. One of the two kittens we adopted passed away, and I just wanted to thank you Minions who sent messages on Facebook and Twitter and such. it means a lot to me to know you care. Spike was a sweet kitty and I miss him still. I think I always will. But his brother, Fang, is doing very well. He spends his time stomping on Amenti’s tail and purring so loudly, you have to turn the volume up on the TV. He misses his brother, but at least he’s in a family that loves him very much.
I’m mulling over an idea for a contest right now. Any thoughts? The prize I have is EPIC and one of a kind. Also, I’m thinking of creating a few short stories about the Goths to share with you on my blog. We shall see.
Also, I seem to be obsessed with peanut brittle lately.
So…catch me up! What have I missed, Minions?
By the way…if you haven’t seen THIS yet, I suggest you rectify that immediately. (Yes! It’s true! We have a Vlad STORE!!!)