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Fun with Jane

10/29/2014

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For today's Coffin Hop post, I'd like to share personally about Jane, the Hippie Vampire. I also have an excerpt from the first novella in the series, Love Beads.  Enjoy!
Excerpt: Love Beads

THE LATE afternoon sun negated any relief the light breeze might have offered, and the mottled shadow cast by the massive oak tree stretching overhead wasn’t much more helpful. Jane slumped on a park bench, dozing on and off, a wide-brimmed hat and boxy sunglasses obscuring her face. Her backpack sat beside her, one arm threaded through the shoulder straps to deter potential thieves, and she crossed her legs at the ankles. She wore a ragged pair of blue jeans and a Doobie Brothers tee shirt so old the applique had cracked and faded beyond recognition. Her bare feet were calloused and in desperate need of a good scrub.

She’d find a decent place to crash soon. There was at least one Good Samaritan in every town, and they were usually easy enough to spot. Patience was the key.  That—and a practical sense of when the local heat had decided she’d overstayed her welcome.  Hanging around anywhere long enough to be recognized was a bad thing. Recognition led to suspicion, which led to a slippery slope that began with harassment and ended with the gas chamber. She’d seen it happen before, and it was a pretty hellish fate for those on the difficult side of killing. There was no respectable place left in this world for vampires, not at least that she’d found, and it was not at all hospitable to a burned-out flower child who couldn’t seem to pull her head out of the ’60s.

A handful of adolescents infiltrated the park, putting an end to the peaceful quiet she’d been fortunate enough to have enjoyed for the last couple of hours. The disruption had been inevitable, and she took it in stride despite her exhaustion. She sat upright, watched the kids play flag football for a few minutes, and then donned her backpack and made her way to the sidewalk. It was a sunny day, not at all comfortable, and the heat instilled an aching desire to curl up on the side of the street and slip quietly into a coma. Such extended exposure would undoubtedly do just that—before it reduced her hide to burnt leather—so she moved as quickly as her sluggish legs would take her to the shady overhangs of the buildings across the street.

The town she’d found herself in was small and quaint, with boutiques and small shops packed within a tiny radius. The smell of fried food permeated from a nearby greasy spoon. She considered going in, but she only had a few bucks and some change on her.  Moreover, a diner was far from ideal for mingling with the locals. Mingling was the objective; luxuries like food—“people food”—were secondary.

Not like food wasn’t a necessity in its own right, just like water and doobage. A girl could only go so long without her doobage. Life was mundane enough as it was. A little variety, beyond blood type, was all that stood between her and insanity.


Remember to leave a comment for your chance to win Jane, Volume 1: Revival, which includes Love Beads and three other stories, in your choice of electronic format. For a chance to win a signed paperback, check out the Goodreads giveaway.

For more chances to win some really great prizes, make sure to check out other blogs participating in this year's Coffin Hop at http://www.coffinhop.com!
4 Comments
A. F. Stewart link
10/29/2014 05:14:59 am

A nice excerpt. Your book is very interesting.

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Leigh M. Lane link
10/29/2014 09:26:13 am

Thank you, A. F.!

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Julia P
10/30/2014 04:31:02 am

OMG, your video is so funny!!!!!

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Leigh M. Lane link
10/30/2014 10:46:59 am

Thanks for watching, Julia!

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