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If you have ever thought to yourself "hey, what did happen to those vampire stories Mary wrote with Audrey that time? I mean, she talks about them in Sharpest and she still won't shut the hell up about that fucking Fall Out Boy video, so clearly the stories were fairly special to her, but then she took them all offline, what's up with that?"... then you're probably me, as I can't imagine that anyone else thinks that much about the things I do.

However, if you have ever thought to yourself "GOSH I SURE DO WISH SOMEONE WOULD WRITE A ROAD TRIP NOVEL ABOUT PATRICK FROM THE SIXTEEN CANDLES VIDEO, HIS YOUNGER SISTER WHO IS ROSIE COTTON WITH BLUE HAIR, AND A TEEN GIRL HALF-VAMPIRE RORSCHACH FIGHTING CRIME TOGETHER" then you are clearly an awesome person, and also you might like my new book.

The second Wolf House novel, Roads and Crosses, follows two of the hunters as they navigate the aftermath of the shattering events of Origins and Overtures. Already prone to anger and self-doubt, Lily’s fight has become a fight against her own dark thoughts just as much as it’s a fight against the vampire gangs. And Will’s clinical, detached approach to vampire hunting has always helped him in the past, but now it threatens to cut him off from his emotions and his friends completely. And if they can’t save themselves, what good are they to Jay, Rose, and Bette?

The Wolf House: Punk is dead and it has fangs.

First review!

This book is a lot more inner turmoily then the first. It's dealing with several characters who has a lot of mental health issues, and Mary puts you directly into their heads. It's wonderful, and uncomfortable.

Unlike the first book, which is goth punk teenagers get embroiled in vampires, this is teens already soiled and spoiled by vampires dealing with what comes next. And it's good, oh it is good.

It's very raw, and sometimes, when reading it I was a little overwhelmed, because god life can suck for people. But Mary never writes a weak character, a lot like Terry Pratchett, in that respect. Every single one of Mary's characters have steel in their soul, and I love reading about how they continue to fight.

I really recommend this book. I'd do it if I didn't know Mary. I'd do it if I hated Mary and wrote her letters in my own blood and stuck them to her mailbox with thread made of my own hair.

Buy Roads and Crosses here.

The temperature outside has dropped below 35 degrees (that's, um, 95 for Americans, I think?) by a whole 0.2 of a degree now, so I'm going out to purchase much cola in order to stay up all night (when it's marginally cooler) packing, as I didn't do nearly as much as I wanted today due to the heat. Urrrrrgh this is a horrible week to move house, partly because of this ridiculous weather and partly because ( TMI of the female sort ). I bet y'all who clicked that cut are really glad you did so.

This afternoon's plans: go across street, buy all the cola. Go into city this evening to see about annoying that Wentz dude. Come home. Spontaneously somehow become industrious and finish all the remaining packing. Sleep. Wake up in morning, do edits on the proof of the new journal issue for work, die of heatstroke.

This evening preachelectric and I went to hang at the studio where The 7pm Project lives, despite us having nothing resembling tickets to be in the studio audience for said 7pm Project, because we are world-class at talking our way into where we're not meant to be, and what's the point of having a mutant power like that if you don't use it for evil?

And so, from the front row of a teeny studio (seriously, the studio audience was forty people; most live shows on the network have several hundred), dosed up on free sugar, we got to watch as Pete Wentz talked about bushfires and Starbucks and how Wikipedia is wrong about Fall Out Boy being broken up. While he was wearing a Fuck City hoodie on live national television.

His handlers were whisking him out as soon as his segment was done, so all we had time for was me to say "love you, Pete" and do the \m/ rock hands, and for preachelectric to wave gleefully, and for him to smile with his pretty sparkly brown eyes and his wide smiley mouth at us, and oh, I really am so fond of that dude, he makes the world a more entertaining and exciting place to live.

Now I am going to go do some more packing! PS BUY MY BOOK, because I deserve a reward for restraining myself from saying give me the twenty-minute sixteen candles video, Pete in the seconds I had his attention. I think it showed admirable maturity on my part!

Lookit what just turned up in my inbox from Audrey!



AHH I LOVE IT SO MUCH. OH WILL, YOUR EARNEST LITTLE THINKY FACE. LOOK AT LILY BEING ALL CONFLICTED BY HER CONFLICTING EMOTIONAL CONFLICTS. OH WILL.