The Fade Giveaway.

Outpost Fade.

Age 17 (or so).

Black hair.
Eyes so dark they look black.
Olive skin, he tans easily.

Likes: Deuce, killing Freaks.
Dislikes: Stalker, feeling powerless.

Personality: (Here’s where you come in.)
The Contest
You can earn up to four entries. Here’s how.
Entry 1: You fill in Fade’s personality description in comments.
Entry 2: Find a picture that looks like you imagine Fade and link to it in comments.
Entries 3 & 4: You create original Fade art. This can be a sketch, computer generated image, something you produce in Photoshop or a macaroni and blackbean collage, whatever moves you. Then you share the art with me in comments. For obvious reasons, this is worth two entries, as it requires effort.

So if you do all of the above? 4 entries. Total up how many entries you have for me, please, in your final comment. That will help at the end for picking winners. ( Don’t worry if your comment doesn’t show up at once. Sometimes if your comment has links, it will get caught in the spam filter. But I’ll fish it out I promise.)


The prize
2 OUTPOST arcs, to be signed and personalized, then sent right out to you.

You have a week. Rock on.

ETA: Winners!

Karolyn S & Ashley B, congratulations! You’re the proud winners of the Outpost arcs.

Thanks for playing, everyone. I loved your art and your casting choices. (You can continue to chat, comment, talk about Fade if you like, but the contest is done.)

A contest that’s totally not about me

First, I have to say, whee, I have a book out today. YAY ENCLAVE! Go, ENCLAVE, go! You can learn more here and watch a trailer here.

But that’s enough about me.

WINNER: Laura Pilant! Email me, please.

hollow haunted hidden

See these sexy books? I looooove them. I glommed the first two, and then I shamelessly begged hinted on Twitter that I would do crazy things for an arc of book three to see how the epic, haunting love story between Caspian and Abbey ended. Incredibly, Jessica Verday responded by mailing an arc to me in LA, where I was heading for RT last week. I read THE HIDDEN on the plane. Soooo good. So this contest serves three purposes:

1) I don’t have to talk about ENCLAVE. (Just buy it and read it, okay?)
2) I get to go HAHA, I read THE HIDDEN already. How cool is that?
3) I hook up one lucky, lucky reader with all three books.

You read that right. I’ll send you copies of THE HOLLOW & THE HIDDEN, and then I’ll mail you my gently-read copy of THE HAUNTED. Trust me, you want to know how it ends. *dreamy sigh* If you like romantic stories, spooky ones, mysterious ones, books that make your throat thick and capture your imagination in the best possible way? Then these are for you.

To enter, answer this question in comments: how far would you go to be with the one you love?

+1 entry if you tweet the contest and post a link in your tweet (then show me you did in comments)
+1 entry if you follow me, @msannaguirre and/or @jessverday on Twitter

That’s a total of three entries possible per person. Yes, if you already follow, that’s +1. I’ll post the winner after I get back from vacation, oh, let’s say April 20th. Get to it, people!

Razorland Unveiled


Here’s my lovely, lovely cover. There will be tweak(s) in the final version, but nothing major. What do you think? Does it make you want to read the book? I’ll have some ARCs to give away soon and I’m looking to take your temperature on it. It’s dystopian post-apocalyptic YA with a tough girl heroine, Deuce, and the brooding emo boy, Fade, who fights beside her as her partner in the subterranean tunnels where they live.

Anyone interested in this?

ETA: I’ve made a Razorland Sampler (first two chapters) available on my website in both .pdf and .epub.

hot emo boys, you say?

Apparently, people come here looking for different things. Here’s the top ten searches this month:

#1 LOLCats

#2 BJ jokes
(there was the one about the penguin and the seal…)

#3 Laura Bradford + agent
(Just email me. I’ll be happy to answer questions, so you don’t have to lurk, hoping for tidbits of info)

#4 lite bondage
(Hmm. No. Unless you mean in My Valentine, and in which case… yes.)

#5 wwnd, nora
(Archives, april or may, I think)

#6 ann aguirre
(that’s me!!! you came to the right place!)

#7 dangling dick pix (Come on, really? I thought I had made it crystal clear how I feel about candids of the dangly bits.)

#8 girlie sci-fi (check)

#9 gaudy purses (oh, double check!)

And #10… you ready?

emo olympics

I must’ve used that phrase or something, but I’m pretty sure there is no such thing. Sorry, it’s just a figure of speech. But what events would that involve? Sighing, painting your nails black, leaning on stuff, letting your hair fall in your eyes, and piercing random body parts? Anyhow, it’s been too long since I posted a hot emo boy for your pleasure.

His name is Romeo (really? well, that’s what his profile says), and he’s from El Salvador. He likes long walks on the beach (at night!) and listening to the Cure; and his turnoffs include sunlight, bright clothing, and people who smile a lot. (I just made most of that up.)

Romeo Alvarado

PS – You’re allowed to admire him in an aesthetic sense, but don’t go thinking impure thoughts. He’s only 17. But don’t despair — you can lust after Harry Potter legally now!

Seriously, though… (OMG, I can’t believe I baited you in here with a hot emo boy pic and then sprang an issue on you! It’s diabolical.) I was reading a story on Reuters called Older White Women Join Kenya’s Sex Tourists. The gist is how well-to-do baby boomers in their 50s and 60s head to Kenya, and pick up some hot young 20-something. The ladies play sugar mama for the duration of their vacations, buying presents and providing walking around money for their boytoys while they’re around.

“It’s not love, obviously. I didn’t come here looking for a husband,” Bethan said over a pounding beat from the speakers.

“It’s a social arrangement. I buy him a nice shirt and we go out for dinner. For as long as he stays with me he doesn’t pay for anything, and I get what I want — a good time. How is that different from a man buying a young girl dinner?”

I’m not quite sure how I feel about this. I mean, in one sense, it’s clearly not prostitution. They’re not exchanging currency directly for sex. It’s a bit more muddied than that. Part of me wants to say, “Have fun!” to these adventurous old chicks. I mean, they’re widowed or single, looking for a good time? If they can attract a hot stud with their bankrolls, why not?

However, I do think it’s creepy when old dudes keep chasing young tail, so why do I think it’s ok for a woman to get some this way? That makes me feel like I have a double-standard, which I don’t like to admit.

Do these men feel devalued? Or are their lives such that they’re just happy to get what they get out of it? What bothers me is inequity or imbalances in power in a relationship, but this is more of a vacation fling, so as long as both parties are legal, single, and nobody gets hurt, what’s the harm?

And is it really any different than a rich old dude flashing his bankroll and picking up some young honey? I don’t know. Readers, what do you think?

Just because

What is it about him? Came across this picture, and I’m finding it hard to put him out of my mind, even though I have other things I need to write. He could be Jared Padelecki for all I know. But look at the angle of his head, the tension in his shoulders. What’s his story?

He tells me his name is Payne. I know; I said the same thing myself. And he answered: “It’s my last name, idiot. Just how emo do you think I am?”

Could you resist writing his story? Would you even try?

I’m sorry for everyone whose comments went unposted. I wasn’t moderating. I developed some trouble with my ftp, and nothing published on the blog. I think I’ve sorted the problem by deleting the aberrant code. We’ll see!