Name Change Announcment and Other Things.

J.D. sits at her desk with a fresh cup of steaming coffee. She takes a sip while pondering the next scene. Ema enters the room and sits on the bed. She crossed her legs Indian-style and folds her hands in her lap.

Ema: Hey, J.D.

J.D.: Oh, hello Ema. Thanks for coming.

Ema: No problem. What's up?

J.D.: Well, as you know, I've re-opened Dark Heirloom and am working on it again. So I just wanted to touch base with you, since you're the main character.

Ema: Sure. What do you want to talk about?

J.D.: For starters, could you explain your new name to the audience?

Ema: Oh, yeah. *She faces the readers* This is Jenna speaking. J.D. changed my name to Ema. She said our names where too similar and that she's sick of everyone complaining about all the J names, so she caved and changed my name. I'm still trying to get used to it.

J.D.: Yeah, me too. So, Ema, how are you?

Ema: *shrugs* Fine.

J.D.: No complaints? Comments? Anything?

Ema glances around the room: Not really. Everything's pretty much the same.

J.D. sighs.

Ema giggles: You were looking for ideas, weren't you?

J.D.: Maybe.

Ema: The book's already written. I can't help you revise.

J.D. pouts: I know. Can you at least tell me what you think of the changes? *She waves a hand at the computer screen.*

Ema looks over J.D.'s shoulder: It looks good to me. Honestly, J.D., I'm not the writer. I can only react to what you throw at me.

J.D. grumbles: Alright. Can you at least tell me what you think about the changes I made to your character? You know, besides the name?

Ema thinks: You mean making me a History Major? Well I think it's awesome that you gave me a collage education, but it doesn't really help my situation, does it?

J.D. laughs: No, but it does make the scenes a little more fun later.

Ema rolls her eyes: You mean when I find out history is a big hoax? Yes, thanks for making my let-down an even bigger deal.

J.D. grins: You're welcome. I guess you can go if you want, but can you send Jesu in next?

Ema scrunches her face: You two spend a lot of time together. I know he's giving you ideas and I'm sure I won't like what they are.

J.D.: Hey, Jesu's on your side.

Ema scoffs: So he says. I'm not always sure. You know how loyal he is to his brother.

J.D.: Would you rather I get ideas from Jalmari? *wiggles eye brows*

Ema frowns: No.

J.D.: I didn't think so. :-)

Ema rolls her eyes: One vampire muse, coming right up.

J.D. rubs her hands together then starts typing.

A Day in the Life of a Vampire - or - A Bunch of Characters Rambling Off-topic Again

Jenna: What's the topic, again?

J.D.: "A day in the life."

Jenna: Meaning ...?

J.D.: Just blog about a typical day for you.

Jenna: Before or after I became a vampire?

J.D.: Uh ... after would probably be the correct choice seeing as how you are now firmly a vampire in my mind.

Jenna huffs: Which I still don't appreciate, for the record.

J.D: Yeah, yeah.

Jenna glances at the computer screen and hesitates: Is this supposed to be about a day in the novel or a day in your head?

J.D.: Um ... good question. I would would go with a day in the novel since, if you talked about a day in my head, you would be writing about a day in my life as apposed to yours.

Jenna makes a face: But I don't like talking about life as a vampire.

Jesu perks up: Why not?

Jenna glares at Jesu: A little privacy, please?

Jesu mumbles sorry and pretends to watch T.V.

Jenna: Can't someone else do this post? One of the new characters or something?

Seth appears out of nowhere: I'll do it.

J.D.: You most certainly will not.

Seth: But my life is awesome. The gigs, the parties, the groupies ...

J.D.: Exactly.

Jenna: She only picks on the miserable ones, Seth. You'll see.

J.D.: Hey! I do not. And why are you miserable, Jenna?

Jenna scowls: Like you don't know.

J.D.: Um ... no, I don't know.

Jesu: My guess is she's seen that Amazon Award contest idea in your head.

J.D. blinks: So?

Jesu: So ... she wont even blog about her life, you think she wants everyone reading the novel?

Jenna: You can shut up any time now, Jesu.

J.D., jaw dropped to the floor: Jenna, that can't be true? Why else would I have slaved over the keyboard nearly going crossed-eyed and ripping my hear out over your story if I didn't intend for it to be read by an audience?

Jenna points at Jalmari: That's why.

Jalmari: What?

J.D.: Okay, I admit, Jalmari did practically force me to write it, but it's a great story, Jenna, and people are going to read it, and now we are off subject. Your blog post, please?

Jenna: Fine. Each day I get harassed by a bunch of stuck-up, rude vampires. Then I'm forced to hurt and embarrass myself by practicing my so-called powers. Then I'm forced to drink blood, which makes me do more embarrassing things, things comparable to what a drunk sailor might do. Everyone gets mad at me even though I can't help it and I didn't want to drink the blood in the first place. Then I'm left a lone, hurt, and romantically confused. Oh and the best part? It never, ever stops because we don't sleep.

Jesu quirks a brow: Romantically confused?

Jenna scrunches her nose at Jesu and then storms out of the room.

Jesu, mumbling to himself: Romantically confused.

J.D. pats Jesu on the arm to comfort him: Maybe I should have had an other character do this post.

Seth: It must be her time of the month.

J.D.: Not now, Seth.

Ana walks in: What's wrong with Jenna? I passed her in the hall, she seems upset.

Seth: Miss Obvious joins the conversation.

Ana punches Seth in the arm: If was your fault ....

Seth: What? You'll break my arm?

Ana, grinning: I'd do that anyway.

Seth, laughing: I'd like to see you try.

J.D.: Guys! Can't we ever get through one blog post without me getting a headache?

Seth: Isn't the post technically done? Jenna did state what a typical day is like for her, even if it was layered in sarcasm and not very detailed.

J.D.: Thank you, Seth. So why am I still typing our conversation?

Seth looks at his hands: Oh, sorry, that was me.

J.D. quirks an eyebrow: How the heck did you get control of my hands? Oh gods, that's very bad.

Seth grins and shrugs: I don't know, it just happened.

Jesu: We can all do that when you type. Just, most of us are a little more respectful.

J.D.: You can? Well stop it!

Seth: But this is good stuff, and you don't give me enough lime light as it is.

J.D.: Seth, you don't even have your Greek accent yet, for one. And, two, this post is getting too long any WAY off topic. I demand you stop right no--

No More Vampires Please!

Dear Jen,

Really? I mean really?! Vampires? Oh, and not just vampires, no, that’s not enough. They have to shift into animals and fly through walls and read each other’s thoughts. REALLY?

You hate me, don’t you? No, don’t answer that question. I don’t want to know. Oh, I learned from Ana’s characters and did a little digging in your head. Let me just say I do not like the ideas you have for future books. That clan of Asian vampires is especially scary and I hope you never really get to bring them into the story. Holy crap. With all the evil plots you already have in mind for me, you’re still thinking of more vampires? More bad guys?

I think I’m a pretty tough girl, don’t get me wrong, but um … sometimes I think you have a little too much faith in me. Remember, I’m new to this vampire stuff. Keep that in mind. New. Say it with me. N-E-W. As in still adjusting, you know?

And for the record, I would still like to go back to being a squishy human. Can we do that? After all the vampire butt-kicking, of course.

Thanks,

Jenna Marx

Introducing Jesu and Jenna

Jenna: Hi, I’m Jenna Marx and um … this is really weird. Look at me, I’m blogging and I don’t even have a physical body. Okay about me. Well, I’m the main character from Dark Heirloom. I’m from Chicago, but I get kidnapped by Jalmari and taken to Finland where I’m then turned into a vampire. Or vampyre, I should say. Jen sent me to Hell and back in the first book … literally. It was crazy. And not to mention scary as … well … Hell.

So now I live in this huge castle … really. A castle. Think gothic arches, gargoyles, the works. *Laughs* Who knew I’d go from the slums of the city to that? *shrug*

Jesu, the blue looking guy you’ll meet in a minute, is also a vampire, but he’s pretty cool as far as vampires go. He’s … nice. Yeah, that’s the word. I mean, at least he’s trying to help me figure this mess out. I just … I just need to stop drinking blood around him. It makes me do weird things. Things I wouldn’t normally do ….

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Jesu: Yenna, you will learn to control the bloodlust in time. Do not worry. And … you know I do not mind the after effects so much.

Hello humans. I am called Jesu ta Korento. I am Jalmari’s younger brother and second prince of the Neo-Draugrian clan. Being a prince has its benefits and makes up for being a vampire (as opposed to being a vampyre, which is a higher title in our society). However, I am happy to let my brother worry about the politics of running a clan as large as ours. He has proven himself more than worthy of the position.

As Jenna said, I spend my nights helping her learn to control her new powers and her thirst. She is improving, but there is still so much for her to learn about our world and she must learn it fast.

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Jenna: Ugh. Again with the “you must learn to defend yourself” speech. *Rolls eyes*

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Jesu: … it is for your own good, Jenna. Everyone should know how to defend themselves.

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Jenna: I just don’t see why it’s necessary. I mean, the blood drinking part, yeah, I’d love to nick that in the bud. But the other stuff? *Shakes head*

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Jesu: You do realize you might still be human if you had known how to defend yourself before all this happened, right? May I finish my part of the blog now?

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Jenna: Fine.

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Jesu: Thank you. As I was saying, I spend my nights helping Jenna. During the day, I pass the hours painting in my room or reading.

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Jenna: And by reading, he means finding 10,000 paged text books bound in rubber bands for me to study…

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Jesu: *Sigh* May I be excused?

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Jenna: And so, in conclusion, Jesu is going to stuff vampire knowledge down my throat until I choke on it.

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Jesu: I would never choke you. I would never even dream of hurting you. You know that right?

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Jenna: Jesus Chri --. It’s called sarcasim, Jesu. On that note, I think I’m done blogging for today.

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Jesu: Yes, so am I. We should get some flying practice in before the dawn.

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Jenna: *Groans* Oh, here we go …