Okay, so this was news when it was announced last month. But I''m a little slow sometimes.
The cover also won the Ariana Award for Best in Category (fantasy), so huge congrats to the cover artist, Trace Edward Zaber.
The winner will be announced in March at an awards ceremony during EPICon that I may or may not be able to attend (but hope to).
This is definitely news to be stoked about me--it''s my first book, and I didn''t think it had the slightest chance because it''s urban fantasy rather than tradtional. But I''m in the top three! Woohoo!!
He seemed confused at first as he returned my look, then something else took a hold of him. I spotted it in the furthest depths of his eyes, and in the way his throat constricted as he tried to swallow. Fear. Everyone knows the saying that wolves are as afraid of humans as humans are of them. Being both, I fear nothing. But more importantly, both fear me.
I refused to break the stare. After only a few seconds more, he dropped his eyes. Despite how removed from the animal kingdom people like to believe they are, we are all still subject to the same social behaviors.
Satisfied I had established myself as the dominant one, I turned and continued my walk. Behind me the guy must have regained himself.
"Freak," he muttered, then his footsteps pounded in the other direction.
Yes, I thought. Wait until my back is turned, then call me names if it makes you feel superior. After all, I was a freak. Three years ago I had transformed into a monster, so I suppose "freak" was fitting.
My mind was drawn back to the stupid film the girls from school asked me to. Not that there weren’t some truly riveting plot developments: man bitten by wolf, turns into werewolf, attacked by a hail of silver bullets, changes by a full moon, blah blah... Now I’ve never been shot by a silver bullet. Hell, I live in Canada: I’ve never even met someone shot by a regular bullet. Perhaps I’m invincible to all but silver, but I’m in no rush to find out. As for the full moon, I only wish it was true. When I first learned to read, I spent hours researching werewolves, and found out some people thought that those bitten turned into wolves every night. Again, no such luck. I have no super senses--at least not anymore--and no preternatural strength. I must seem like the crappiest werewolf ever.
I do have something in common with all that terrible werewolf movie, though. I was bitten. The difference is that I wasn’t a human bitten by a wolf.
With the new and exciting world of Kindles and Print-on-Demand (POD), Independent Publishing is becoming an enticing choice and a viable alternative to traditional publishing.
Essays dedicated to the new media, doing business on the web, digital content, its creation and distribution, e-publishing, e-books, digital reference, DRM technology, and other related issues.
This book is about Poetry. Many different kinds of fables, short stories about life experiences, laughter, drama, children, humor, love, inspiration and some urban styles of poetry.
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