Wordcandy weekly book snippet
Apr 21
2006
Excerpt from:
Kitty and the Midnight Hour, by Carrie Vaughn
Why you should buy a copy of your very own:
The wry, funny, werewolf heroine, who starts off the book as a lowly pack member and finishes it as a kicker of ass and taker of names.
In this scene...
Kitty Norville is a late-night D.J. whose radio show has turned into a call-in therapy center for supernatural beings and the humans who love them too much.
'"Next caller, hello. You're on the air."
"It-it's my girlfriend. She won't bite me."
Bobby from St. Louis sounded about twenty, boyish and nervous. A gawky post-adolescent with bigger fantasies than he knew what to do with. He probably wore a black leather jacket and had at least one tattoo--in a place he could cover with a shirt.
"Okay, Bobby, let's back up a little. Your girlfriend."
"Yeah?"
"Your girlfriend is a werewolf."
"Yeah," he said in a voice gone slightly dreamy.
"And you want her to bite you and infect you with lycanthropy."
"Uh, yeah. She says I don't know what I'd be getting into."
"Do you think that she may be right?"
"Well, it's my decision--"
"Would you force her to have sex with you Bobby?"
"No! That'd be rape."
"Then don't force her to do this. Just imagine how guilty she'd feel if she did it and you changed your mind afterward. This isn't a tattoo you can have lasered off. We're talking about an entire lifestyle change here. Turning into a bloodthirsty animal once a month, hiding that fact from everyone around you, trying to lead a normal life when you're not even human. Have you met her pack?"
"Uh, no."
"Then you really don't know what you're talking about when you say you want to be a werewolf."
"Uh, no."
"Bobby, I usually make suggestions rather than tell people flat out what to do, but I'm making an exception in your case. Listen to your girlfriend. She knows a heck of a lot more about it than you do, okay?"
"Uh, okay. Thanks, Kitty."
"Good luck to you, Bobby," I said, and clicked Bobby off. "And good luck to Bobby's girlfriend. My advice to her is dump the guy, she doesn't need that kind of stress in her life. You're listening to 'The Midnight Hour' with me, Kitty Norville. The last hour we've been discussing relationships with lycanthropes, bones to pick and beef to grind. Let's break now for station ID and when we come back, more calls."'
(c)Carrie Vaughn, 2005
Kitty and the Midnight Hour, by Carrie Vaughn
Why you should buy a copy of your very own:
The wry, funny, werewolf heroine, who starts off the book as a lowly pack member and finishes it as a kicker of ass and taker of names.
In this scene...
Kitty Norville is a late-night D.J. whose radio show has turned into a call-in therapy center for supernatural beings and the humans who love them too much.
'"Next caller, hello. You're on the air."
"It-it's my girlfriend. She won't bite me."
Bobby from St. Louis sounded about twenty, boyish and nervous. A gawky post-adolescent with bigger fantasies than he knew what to do with. He probably wore a black leather jacket and had at least one tattoo--in a place he could cover with a shirt.
"Okay, Bobby, let's back up a little. Your girlfriend."
"Yeah?"
"Your girlfriend is a werewolf."
"Yeah," he said in a voice gone slightly dreamy.
"And you want her to bite you and infect you with lycanthropy."
"Uh, yeah. She says I don't know what I'd be getting into."
"Do you think that she may be right?"
"Well, it's my decision--"
"Would you force her to have sex with you Bobby?"
"No! That'd be rape."
"Then don't force her to do this. Just imagine how guilty she'd feel if she did it and you changed your mind afterward. This isn't a tattoo you can have lasered off. We're talking about an entire lifestyle change here. Turning into a bloodthirsty animal once a month, hiding that fact from everyone around you, trying to lead a normal life when you're not even human. Have you met her pack?"
"Uh, no."
"Then you really don't know what you're talking about when you say you want to be a werewolf."
"Uh, no."
"Bobby, I usually make suggestions rather than tell people flat out what to do, but I'm making an exception in your case. Listen to your girlfriend. She knows a heck of a lot more about it than you do, okay?"
"Uh, okay. Thanks, Kitty."
"Good luck to you, Bobby," I said, and clicked Bobby off. "And good luck to Bobby's girlfriend. My advice to her is dump the guy, she doesn't need that kind of stress in her life. You're listening to 'The Midnight Hour' with me, Kitty Norville. The last hour we've been discussing relationships with lycanthropes, bones to pick and beef to grind. Let's break now for station ID and when we come back, more calls."'
(c)Carrie Vaughn, 2005
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