First Drafts and Second Pregnancies

Horror is baller. Why I hadn't considered writing young adult horror until somewhat recently, I have no idea. I definitely knew that I wanted to write horror one day, I even mentioned it to my agent when she first offered representation, but for some reason I always pictured it being adult horror. Probably because I want to BE Stephen King when I grow up, pretty much.

I've only just dipped my toes into the pools of horror and I'm already head over heels in love. It's fun in the same way as contemporary because you are building these complex, emotional characters whose stories could stand their own. Yet, the whole time you're building those characters you're doing your Vincent Price laugh because, well...they have no idea what sort of evil shiz is waiting for them just around the corner. You add little twists of dark. Ravens. Blood. A baby born with dead, fish-like eyes.

EEEEEEP! I kind of can't handle it.

I have such big dreams about writing horror. The fresh inspiration is WONDERFUL, even though Dragon Fetus 2.0 is causing some out of control morning/night sickness. Writing about a horrible illness while you're feeling sick is an interesting experience. Yuckkkk.

In other news, after much deliberation we have decided upon both a boy name (still the same as last time) and a girl name (same first name, different middle name) for the upcoming baby. Jude Michael and Norah Willow. HOLY AMAZINGNESS BATMAN. Can't wait to find out the gender. My first doctor's appointment is on Thursday, can't wait to hear that little heartbeat and get reminded that there IS a reason for all this throwing up and feeling blahlicious.

Lily has been wonderful for her sicky Mama. We've been doing lots of coloring lately, she's gotten very interested and dedicated to learning how to steady her hand. Watching her concentrate with such intensity as she struggles to color in Strawberry Shortcake's shoe or hair melts my heart. She loved getting her hand traced and coloring in her Thanksgiving hand print turkey!

Thanksgiving is coming up and I'm cooking for the family. I can't wait for the roasted bird, and green bean casserole, and mashed potatoes and gravy and Kentucky fried corn and pie. I get to use my mom's nice big kitchen, since last year there was a bit of a space issue doing it at our small condo. And you had better believe that the day after the mega feast I am putting up the Christmas tree and decking the effing halls out of our house. Lily is seriously going to flip out when we turn on all the lights for the first time, I plan on taping the reaction actually. It's crazy how extra warm and happy-fuzzy-feely holidays get when you have little ones!

Makes me all teary eyed. Or maybe that's just the nausea. ;)