October 25, 2011
Hey, this is fun. The Real Werewives of Vampire County releases today and I have author copies. Woot!
Werewives is an anthology with Alexandra Ivy, Jess Haines, Tami Dane and yours truly. It’s been getting some great buzz and it was so much fun to write a story that is connected to the demon slayer world, but definitely off on its own.
In my short story, Murder on Mysteria Lane, a werewolf trophy wife is found dead in Vampire County. Pack-mate Heather McPhee goes undercover to investigate. Heather’s never been a mascara-and-manicures sort of girl, but she’s willing to learn. Especially with sexy vampire detective Lucien Mead posing as her husband.
I have to tell you, it was a hoot to research this story. I had to watch many, many hours of Desperate Housewives. That show is strangely addicting. My agent tried to also get me into The Real Housewives of Orange County, but those girls were too mean. Give me the fictional housewives anytime.
What about you? Tell us if you’re a housewives watcher or not and you’re entered to win a copy of The Real Werewives of Vampire County!
October 22, 2011
September 21, 2011
Calling all Facebook’ers – I now have an author page that focuses on the books and on giveaways. To celebrate, I’m going to be giving away an ARC a day in September!
Just go to the page, “Like” it, and you’re entered to win each and every day this month. First up for grabs is an ARC of The Real Were Wives of Vampire County, the upcoming anthology with Alexandra Ivy, Jess Haines, Tami Dane and me. It officially releases on October 25!
September 8, 2011
Apologies for taking a few days to pick the winner. I, ahem, locked myself out of my blog. Because I am that smooth. Yes, I would last about five minutes as a character in one my books.
Your responses were great, by the way. It was so much fun to read why you all would want to marry a demon slayer. When you think about it, a demon slayer would be too busy to know if the house was a mess and you really wouldn’t have to do laundry with all of the hot “I’m about to go on a life and death mission” sex clothes ripping going on. Not to mention talking dog sidekicks, permanent employment and making the ex jealous. I’ll bet demon slayers aren’t even afraid of spiders.
I’m actually going to be revamping my blog, so there will be a lot of contests coming up. Yay! The winner of this one is Brenda Zirkle. Just email me at angie @ angie fox.com and I’ll get those books right out to you!
August 30, 2011
Hey, guess what? Today is release day for So I Married a Demon Slayer. It’s the story of the one half-succubus who got away after The Dangerous Book for Demon Slayers. This story was such a kick to write, and I’m so glad it’s finally out there.
It’s also getting some awesome reviews, which is really fun. But for those of you who didn’t get an early copy, I’ve got one right here in my hot little hands.
In fact, let me give away two books today – a signed copy of So I Married a Demon Slayer, along with a signed, first edition copy of The Dangerous Book for Demon Slayers.
Just post and tell me why you would – or wouldn’t – want to marry a demon slayer!
August 9, 2011
I just had the strangest morning. I blame Groupon.
About 500 years ago, there was this daily offer in my inbox for house cleaning. It was a great deal. And my fantasy – to have someone else clean up after my crazy family for once. But could I really invite strangers in to see the kind of dust we kick up? I’d click on the Groupon. Then I’d close it. Then I’d click on it. This went on all day.
Finally, I got up my nerve and I bought that fricking thing at about 11:00 p.m., right before the offer expired. So then I had this Groupon, but it seemed so indulgent. And it was kind of outside my comfort zone. And shouldn’t I be doing my own cleaning anyway? So I buried it in my organizer to use, “when I really need it.”
God, I’m such a dork.
Anyway, when we were on vacation last week, I started thinking of that Erma Bombeck essay that she wrote late in life about how she wished she would have relaxed more, and not put off so much and how she wishes she would have burned the candles that were too good to light but instead got put away in the closet to gather dust. That was my coupon. Oh I’d put it away, but I hadn’t forgotten about it.
So I pulled out my little Groupon and scheduled the cleaners.
I wish I’d have been suave from that moment on, but baby steps, right? I cleaned the house last night, just to be ready for the maid service. We don’t want them to see a crummy stove, right? Or dust on the window sills? Or…?
Gah. They arrived, bright and cheery this morning and I tried to write and I tried to think of other things, but all I could think about was how wild it was to have them here. And that I wanted to see them scrub that front entry way, even though I didn’t want them to see me seeing them scrub the front entryway. Finally, I spared all of us and left to run errands.
In the end, the house looks great. Better than I could have made it. And I hope I’ve grown a little bit. Maybe. Stepped outside the old comfort zone? At least I finally used the Groupon.
August 2, 2011
You see, I was headed to New York, and while I know my way around the major landmarks and tourist traps (heck, I was staying in Times Square), I didn’t want to do what was expected. I wanted to expand, see something different. I knew there was something else out there…if I only knew where it was.
Enter Charles Schwartz. We met by chance. I’d heard of an online program that matches visitors with native New Yorkers, and Charles offers some of the best one-on-one walking tours around.
I figured he’d be interesting. I figured he’d be fun. But he totally surprised me when he showed up in the lobby of my hotel dressed as a vampire. I knew right away I liked this guy.
Charles and I walked all over – we saw the Algonquin, gathering place of great writers. We saw the “literary walk” leading up to the New York City Library. We ate at the famous Katz’s Deli. Charles even showed me an old church, built by the Dutch when they owned the island. It’s supposed to be haunted by one of the first Dutch governors, and it had a heck of a cemetery. You all know how much I love old cemeteries.
Then we found the inspiration for my next story. We walked into McSorley’s Old Ale house, built in 1854. Abe Lincoln hung out here. Teddy Roosevelt. John Lennon too. You could smell the history. You could see it on the walls. In fact, they claim that no piece of memorabilia has been removed from the walls since 1910.
Houdini’s handcuffs are cuffed to the bar rail. Wishbones hang above the bar, left there by soldiers going off to fight in World War I. They’d re-claim them when they returned. I could literally feel the weight of the generations.
It’s a place that begs to be fictionalized. So write, I will. I’m not quite sure what will happen yet, or who will walk through the doors of my version of this bar. Biker witches, anyone? Hmm…we’ll need at least one. In the mean time, I’m grateful to see this hidden gem, a place I never would have known existed. Thanks to Charles for taking me off the beaten path, and showing me the possibilities around every corner.