Now I'm mad. A virus killed my computer, so I bought another computer, and I've spent weeks catching up with years worth of files. I don't want to use my backups, because I fear they could be infected. Unfortunately this mess took precedence over updating my ezine.
I don't normally get angry, but if I could catch one of the scumbags who writes these malicious worms, I'm sure I would skin the son-of-a-bitch--or daughter-of-a-bitch, as the case may be--alive. I truely cannot fathom why anyone would do such a thing. For those still wondering if there is evil in the heart of man, computer viruses should prove the case.
We're at chapter 6 of What if The Pope Blessed the Fog. My goal in writing this novel was creating funny vampires and funny vampire slayers, which turned out to be easier said than done. You be the judge of how well I did.
I look forward to receiving feedback at hoikptui@eulissmorgan.com, and please tell it like you read it. Don't worry about hurting my feelings. You can't. Anybody who wants to be a writer must develop thick skin. I'll happily post your reviews in this newsletter. And if you really like my book, please buy it at Lulu.com. I can assure you, there are plenty more funny vampires where these came from.
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