Hello everyone,

I just had my first day of classes yesterday. My day started at 11 and went until 9:15 so I'm still a bit worn out from so much walking from class to class, and I have to do it all again tomorrow but without the last class which I am very thankful for. Despite being very tired I actually got up this morning with a new found inspiration to get my stories done, especially this one. I have written four new chapters for this story just today but I won't upload all of them right now, I'm going to leave time for you guys to read their possible reasons for wanting to rebel against the Inferno and then I'll get into why it's actually happening.

I updated the description of this story and gave a bit of information about where the book came from and why I wrote it. This story can be read on its own but it can also be read as a companion novel to my Lost Princess series. The first book in the series is also up here, it's called Ivy. This is the back story of the three-in-one character in that story and it's also important to Ivy's story as she is the long lost sibling of one of the three.

I have uploaded the first two chapters of the new version of this story. The second chapter has some French in it but it's only basic French and the things that are said are explained by Katherine as she goes through telling how her life is about to end. I will upload the third chapter later tonight to give the third reason for starting the revolution. 

Please read the chapters and let me know what you think. If you like what you read leave a review and recommend the chapters and maybe even pre-order the book. 

Thank you!

Hello all! Very excited to send another update out, we hit 300 pre-orders this weekend. As momentum going into the final 40 day stretch, this is great news. Another chapter went up today, and if you find it appealing, give a thought to ordering if you haven't, and/or share enthusiasm for the project on your socials. I would be very grateful, hitting 750 preorders is a big step that will improve the quality and reach of the project immensely.

As incentive/thanks, I will be sending updates out with "How-To" screenplay writing tips for the next several weeks. Hopefully they will be useful to aspiring writers, or experienced ones alike. Screenwriting is a unique beast, and one I've specialized in over the years, and I'm excited to share my methods and advice. If you're not a writer, maybe the tips may spark interest in other creative outlets for readers. 

I have more bonus incentives to come as well. Stay tuned for those, and again, thank you for the orders. Dracula will fight one day soon for all of us.

Pat

Hey!  Happy Hump Day everybody!  With much needed snow blanketing the Sierras lately my thoughts turn to skiing, and while I plot a trip to the mountains, maybe you'd enjoy a little bit of plot about skiing from "Women Like Us"!  About 90 pre-orders to go by Mid-February so if you are following and haven't ordered, why not jump in?  If you're a fellow inkshares author, I'll reciprocate with a pre-order if you jump in now too.  

So on to a small passage about skiing from the mind of Edith Vale as she drives her grandson and his friend up north. This passage includes a tip about how to de-stress Edith Style.  You might want to try it!

Ski Excerpt

Of course the place was gone. All the good things went away, thought Edith Vale, as her old turbodiesel chugged north and passed the spot on Interstate 5 where, for years, there was that funky little diner they’d stop at when she, Frank and Andrew drove from Pasadena to Tahoe for their annual winter vacation. Now some massive gas station and truck stop had taken its place, vulgar and ugly like everything else new. She always looked forward to the diner, which had a giant neon sign in the Googie style that shot up into the sky like a starburst and could be seen like a beacon from miles away, the halfway point of the journey. There they’d fortify themselves with warm white toast slathered in good sweet butter and slipped into wax bags, along with cups of steamy hot chocolate, which they’d take back to the big Pontiac wagon Edie drove in those days and nibble on and sip after hitting the road again, as Frank never wanted to lose any time on the slopes by actually sitting down inside the diner for the snack. The trip to Tahoe was always the longer of the ski trips they’d make through the winter. Smaller ones were made to local mountains – Big Bear or even better, Waterman, in the San Gabriels and barely an hour north of Pasadena, albeit on a road full of frighteningly treacherous curves. Sometimes Edie would go on those day trips with Andrew and Frank, but sometimes she’d let the boys go alone and stay home so she could catch up on her magazines. She loved that quiet time, made even better with a warm bubble bath, a daiquiri and a couple of Miltowns. Indeed those days were like mini-vacations, the house so peaceful, and she didn’t need to sit down and make plans and lists or even pack a thing.