shrift, I'm checking e-mail occasionally too, if you want to send it on.
Jayne ,'Safe'
Buffista Fic: It Could Be Plot Bunnies
Where the Buffistas let their fanfic creative juices flow. May contain erotica.
shrift, I'm checking e-mail occasionally too
t bounces
Insent, then. And please don't hurt me.
erika, post-vamp Munch?
There's a nice echo of "Salem's Lot" in there. The disorientation.
Shrift, insent. You've got a pretty, evil brain. I like it.
Never read it. I was still in my "Omigawd, Steven King?! Read a real book sometime." phase. Which I didn't lose till "Shawshank". There was a rant and everything...I hated to see it go...but I had to give him props...if a white girl from Glendale could give props. I still can't believe I wrote Vamp!Munch...it disturbs me, but one book I read told me that that means you're on to something. I have to know what happens too, but maybe...sniff.
Oh, "Salem's Lot" is a huge, rambly, out of control vampire novel, with a lot owed to a couple of majors. Most of it was insanely over the top.
But he had some really nice takes from the POV of the newly vamped, the ones in transition - rather than bite, bleed, die, wake up and bite others, the vamp coming and taking a little bit more each night, so that the death and transition is sloooooow. And that disorientation was a very nice bit.
What was Munch's brother's name? I know he was a total dick...but that's not the name he was born to. Who would think Munch would be the approachable brother?EDIT: It was Bernard, probably Bernie. I know you were sweating that...The Munchkin has probably put him through stuff, to be fair.
Huh. That, I don't remember.
Have you googled?
Yep. It was Bernard. Whatta dick...although being Munchkin's sibling, probably kind of a trial, actually.
It probably made a big splash at Temple Beth Whatever...his "resurrection".(Not that he cared. He never gave a damn about that stuff anyway. Just a ghost story people told in the dark as far as he was concerned...you might as well wonder what happened to the light in the fridge with the door closed. He's seen too many corpses tossed aside like meat to worry about soul. ) But Bernie would do all of the surface right things, in between acting like the Sam Walton of coffins.
"Do you think he saw, baby?" he asked Darla. "I'd love to take him down with me, via a nice heart attack. He always said I'd be the death of him."
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