Wow.
What a few days.
The Requiem Ball was beautiful chaos. People came in ballgowns and jeans and tuxedos and T-shirts, but everyone was wearing a mask, and everyone was equal. The Bleeding Heart Crypt was where the first book was launched, way back in 2007, and so it was a fitting venue to see off the final part of the series. I laughed, I chatted, I posed for selfies, and then I signed.
And it was a good day.
The signings in Ringwood and Bournemouth were great fun, and of course Bluewater was as manic as ever (five and half hours of signing books and chatting to people... yikes...). On Sunday I did my first event for this tour, and I read out a few bits that had been cut from the first book, all those years ago. And then I signed for a few more hours.
And the response has been exactly what I was hoping for. The one thing that was so vital to me was to give the series a fitting end — an ending it deserved. My mission was to both confirm and confound your expectations, and by what I've been reading online, it looks like I've succeeded.
And the most awesome thing? The lack of spoilers. Sure, there are spoilers out there, but most people have been really considerate of others. Even in the Spoiler Zone to this very blog, folks are content to talk AROUND the subject, rather than address it directly. This is HUGELY appreciated.
The book has been selling really well, from what I hear. I loved the excitement generated around the Black Edition — minions were waiting for stores to open and then rushing inside, trying to find those hidden tomes. It was, in a word, awesome.
And now I'm wrecked.
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(HOw are you dragon?)
(I'm fine, thank you. You?)
(I tired -_- but otherwise im good ^^)
(Mini poof..)
Manuel: however I can see how in same cases being politely impolite could be necessary.
Sophia: Good. Because it is necessary sometimes.
Manuel: *nods* it can be. Occasionally.
(*listens to crank that by soulja boy*)
*nods at Sophia*
I totally agree with you.
*which I know makes me sound contradictory. I just choose to struggle with limitations. She doesn't. *shrugs*
(Sophia: Thank you, Star. It's rare I actually get agreed with in a conversation like this.)
Sophia: More often than you'd like to think.
Manuel: it probably is more often than I'd like to think. But I don't find myself in those positions as often anymore. I had enough of it in my past.
Sophia: You should tell me sometime.
Manuel: *smiles slightly* I did. However you were inhibited.
Sophia: Then maybe you should tell me when I'm not drunk.
Manuel: maybe. I could unblock those memories for you if you want? I know you do not usually allow people to enter your mind...
(OMG just found an old song, dancing in the moonlight)
Sophia: I don't think I want you to do that. I'm happy having just watched some soundless security footage from when I was drunk. I don't want to remember any more, from what I've seen.
(Chloe - it's an awesome song.)
Manuel: of course. Forgive me.
(I know XD
...its a supernatural delight
Everybody was dancing in the moonlight
I think ive found my theme song XD)
(Okay random question, if people had theme songs for their characters, what would they be?)
Sophia: It's fine. I have a question, though. Could you, in theory, push yourself into someone's mind without them wanting you to?
(Lol, Chloe.)
(For my characters? Hm...)
(hmmm, *thinks*
talking about characters, I don't particularly know what everyone looks like, so I have these images of everyone in my mind. last night I had a dream that all our characters where in school...
Im not quite sure tho)
Manuel: In theory yes. Quite easily. However I prefer not to. It's rather rude to do so and can cause me pain.
(Mine is dancing in the moonlight ^^)
Sophia: That makes sense. I take it you don't do it very often?
(Hello)
(Hello Ed)
Manuel: I avoid it as best I can. Now and again a job occurs where it may be necessary.
(Hello inky)
Sophia: What kind of pain does it cause when people resist?
(how are you today ?^^)
Manuel: mental pain. Headaches. Migraines.
(Fine thanks, how are you?)
(Im tired, but good
I think ive made friends with this girl called Lowri)
(That's good)
Sophia: How long could you keep it up, do you think?
(Yea ^^ See, I normally have trouble talking to people but I can talk to some people)
(I have trouble talking to new people)
Manuel: being in an unwilling persons mind? An hour or two tops. Although I may temporarily lose my sight if I did so. Why do you ask?
(Well, I seem quite reserved to people but Im a right nutter around my friends)
(Well, I seem quite reserved to people but Im a right nutter around my friends)
@Silente: We were doing about media in German today, and we had to say a sentence about something when Sir said our name in the register, so we were all scrabbling for textbooks because we're all shit at Gemran after having had a crap teacher last year.
And we were talking about music, and looking in the textbook and finding phrases like "I like it beacuse it has a funky rhythm" "I like it because it has a good beat" and going "I'll say that" "I'll say that" and I said "What if the reason you like your music cannot be described in a single adjective and has to be talked about in intricate detail in order to explain it?" or something like that, and they all just looked at me like "Um."
I decided to say "I like it because it's great."
:P
My point is, I can't sum up why I like the music I like in a single adjective.
Nor can I sum up a character with a single song.
See, to me, books create a story and they take hours going through it in detail. Music tends to pick out one moment, one page out of those six hundred, and goes through the emotions in detail.
I don't think I can sum any one of my characters up with one moment from their lives. They have long lives that are filled with a multitude of moments. We were talking the toher day about how people are different in different situations, and I, like all humans, am no acception. Humans are very varied and complex. I'm constantly analysing and defining myself, and it's interesting to look at different version of me and how they feel different. I don't think you could sum up all the complex layers in people and all the different versions and experiences and moments with one song.
No offense.
(This is probably just me having a thing about defining stuff, though.)
Sophia: Just a genuine question.
(Star - and some aliens are too. :P
But yeah. I agree. That's why I can't find a song. :P)
(Back later, bye)
(Kay Ed
byii)
Manuel: okay. An hour. Maybe two. I doubt I could reach three hours before passing out.
Sophia: Okay. I hope you won't ever do it for that long.
Manuel: As do I. The longest I have had to be in an unwilling persons mind before was an hour and a half with no breaks. I couldn't see straight after that for a bit. It wasn't pleasant.
Sophia: It doesn't sound like it.
(Ill be ghosting for a bit
still here but watching anime as well)
(Food brb.)
Summing up a person with one song would be like summing up someone by their music taste or looking at a billion different shades of blue - azure, beryl, cerulean, cobalt, indigo, navy, royal, sapphire, turquoise, ultramarine - and calling it turquoise.
No.
Part of it is turquoise.
For the record, you could never definte it to 'blue', because such words as 'blue' do not exist in this metaphor. And even if they did, blanketing it as 'blue' is wiping away all the intricacies that make the person who they are. That's like Hazel in TFIOS wondering if after she died, all people would say about her was that she fought valiently, as if the only thing she'd ever done was Have Cancer.
People don't just exist to lCancer or Be Blue. Hazel is a wonderful individual who is a billion differetn shades of, um, hazel and just because a lot of those shades are related to cancer does not a) discount the shades that don't or b) mean that all the Having Cancer shades are the same colour. Teh fact she had cancer made her think that fought about the valiently fighting thing. Those kinds of thoughts are part of who she is.
Cancer can cause more things than fighting valiently, and she is a lot lot more than simply cancer-related things, so how her existence can be esummed up to Having Cancer I really do not know.
Yes/no?
THANK you, Dragona! :) *hugs*
*thought
(Its quiet... Lets have a sing song! ^^
Anyone got any suggestions?)
(Back.)
(Yo, people)
(Welcome back boyo ^^)
(Hiya Blake ^^ How are you?)
Hey Blake. :)
@Inky: *socially out-of-touch*
*excuses self from sing-song :P*
*wouldn't join a real life singsong, but I don't hug people real life so meh*
*can occasionally virtually hug people irl, though*
. . .
I just word transposed my phone password.
I mean, I typed all the letters in correctly, my brain just thought my phone password as spelt with an 's' on the end for some reason, even though I've had this password for months now and type it subconsciously.
What.
That's as weird as calling myself Fabi when talking to myself in my head (which I, btw, did. :P).
(Making Sophia a google account:
Me: It says the date doesn't look right.
Sophia: Why does it say that?
Me: Probably to do with the fact you wanted your birthday to be the 21st October 2161.
Sophia: But that is my birthday.
Me: Yeah but you're not allowed it.
Sophia: Bloody technology.)
(Oh Star ^^
Its like my facebook password
My mum kept going on my facebook and so I changed my password. It has been changed for months now and I subconsciously type in my old password)
(Lol Dragon XD)
@Dragona: XD XD
@Inky: I had an unlock pattern on my phone for months and months. When I went to the shop to take the SIM card out, I for some reason couldn't remember it. :P
(My mum and my biology teacher both have stories like that with credit cards too.)
The brain is really weird. And fascinating. :)
(It is indeed fascinating, that's why im studying psychology)
(I want to do psychology but then again I don't because I'm scared they'll tell me a load of rubbish and I'll just have to rant a load and get upset. Is it good?)
(Im enjoying it so far :))
(Me: It's telling you that you might be lonely.
Sophia: Why?
Me: Because you haven't added anyone as a friend.
Sophia: I don't have anyone TO add as a friend.
Me: That's a good point, actually.)
(Dragon XD)
@Inky: Yay! Why?
(You don't have to answer - I just find that the fact people like or don't like things is invalid. It's the reasons that actually tell me stuff.)
(the lecturers are hilarious and Im just fascinated by the way peoples mind works)
That sounds ace, Inky. :)
(Sorry for poofing right there, laptop thought it would be funny to act up...)
(Yes ^^
what are thinking of taking?)
That sounds ace, Inky. :)
(Welcome back Boyo ^^)
("Boyo"..?)
(*sighs* welsh slang... you know
'alright Boyo?)
@Inky: DON'T EVEN TALK TO ME ABOUT THAT.
I don't know, I don't know and more I don't know! :)
*is going to procrastinate decision for as long as I can, although it's unsuccessful procrastination beacuse I keep thinking about it*
@Blake: That's fine. :)
(I have actually got a Google account. It may have taken longer than I expected, and Dragona *scowls at Dragona* has not validated my email yet (go and do it, now), but I have one.
It's a shame he still has to type for me.)
(I know but... people don't usually call me that.)
@Sophia: Yay. :P Hi. :)
Don't worry, at least you're in his head instead of mine. :)
(I tend to go really welshy, like when im in a really good mood)
(Hello, Star. Dragona is currently validating my email. It wouldn't let me put my actual birthday. So instead he had to enter it according to my age, not when I was born. That was annoying.)
(Heya Soph ^^)
I FINALLY GOT AROUND TO UPLOADING MY ART!!! CLICK HERE TO SEE IT!!!
@Sophia: At least he KNOWS your birthday. :P
(Looks cool, Sil.)
DAMMIT! Just my bloomin luck.
Okay well I dedicate this here page to..er..to...
I DEDICTAE THIS PAGE TO POW AND HOW AND HIG! The three rubber animals that had to go through being torn apart and reassembled to become who they are now.
(Awesome Sil)
(Star, of course he knows my birthday. 21st October 2161. I wouldn't let him forget it.)
(She wouldn't let me forget it, at all.)
(*fangirls* Munto XD)
(Hello Sophia! Sorry that Manuel earlier disappeared. I got distracted.)
Manuel: It wasn't. But I've taken worse.
@Silente: Stop being so good at art!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! D: D: D:
SERIOUSLY!
STOP IT!
IT HURTS!
@Sophia&Dragona: See, exactly what I mean. *nods*
(*sighs* I cannot draw anything apart from anime)
(@Star er.....sorry?)
(*sighs* I cannot draw anything apart from anime)
(Hello, Silente. That is fine. Though being distracted is never good. It stops you focusing on the things that matter.
Star, I have no idea what you mean if I'm honest. Do you know your character's birthdays? You're making it sound like it's an irregularity.)
(It's fine, Silente. :P
I can draw. I think. Yes, I can draw. Um. Yes.
I can't really draw anime though. :)
@Sophia: I don't know them, and /I/ am the irregularity. :P It took my months to work out that Hunter was left-handed, because for a long while I didn't know, and it wasn't exactly unobvious.
(Indeed it does Sophia. Indeed it does.)
(You do seem very irregular.
This is annoying. Every time I try and find a question for my profile to ask, it changes the colours on my profile photo for no reason.)
(This should be better than it was before. Light colours do not suit me.)
(That does sound irritating.)
((this is strange. Seeing Soph's name as opposed to Draggies. Does that mean if Draggie wants to speak Soph has to go Draggie: Yada Yada Yada?))
@Sophia: Whenever you save the profile, the picture loses quality.
It's caused me no end of annoyance.
That's why whenever I change my name, I re-change my picture, and I try to avoid saving my profile.
(No, Silente. :P We can speak on different accounts simultaneously because MAGIC.)
@Silente: Yada?
(MAGIC! THE MAN USES MAGIC!)
(Hehe. BFG.)
(ANYWAY I have bored people screaming at me to let them play (Sil) and I don't want a headache so i should think up something to do.)
(That doesn't make any sense. The picture should keep the same quality because it was not changed in any way, shape or form. All I wanted was a question which made some kind of sense, but no. Bloody hell, Google. How can you lot use this technology?)
I realised that Dragona did not have to type brackets for me, as I am my own person and there is no roleplay happening. So he has now stopped.
(Hunter says, save us.
Except don't, because we don't need saving. We have Ez and she's cool.
But he says he's fine to talk to you anyway, if you bear in mind that he isn't saved yet because saving people doesn't come in the cool-people package, it's just an add-on, an Ez add-on, but sometimes add-ons can slow down progress and she's being slow.
He's telling her to speed up.
She's giving him a helpless look.
Um yeah. :P)
@Sophia: Sometimes I wonder that. :P
(EZZY! *hugs because Ez*)
*@Silente:
(Hunter: YES!
*hugs Silente because Ez*
(*looks at Hunter*
...GROUP HUG!!!!
*drags everyone, including Sophia, into a group hug*)
(It appears Dragona is having to take the dog for a walk. So therefore I will be pestering him to hurry up until further notice.)
(I could've sworn I used to hate hugs...Blogland has corrupted me.)
Ez: *is pulled in and gives Hunter a look like "Why do you always end up dragging me into these things"*
Hunter: *gives her an innocent look, but he's not sure she caught it because by then people were in the way*
(my computer keeps doing the blue screen thing)
(*Waiting for Zaf and Rose so RP can begin ;~;*)
Okay, Sophia. Don't pester him too hard. :/
@Silente: I've never liked hugs. I just like virtual ones. :P They're like little parcels of love and effection without the actaul physical contact part.
(*waiting for Ed to appear*)
(*waiting for Ed to appear*)
*punches Blake in the face and knees him in the groin*
(Hunter: *gives Blake a rather offended look*
Blue screen things aren't bad, Inky. Maybe they're celebrating the fact that IT'S BLUE!
Ez: *obediently* It's blue!
Hunter: It is blue!
So better blue than yellow.
It's blue, you know.
Ez: *gives Inky a look like "Oh God, you've set him off now"* Blue.
Hunter: Very blue.)
(Maybe Star)
(*gives Hunter blue glitter*)
(Hunter: *gives Inky a slightly less offended look* *it fails*
Ez: *laughs*
Hunter: *gives her an expectant look*
Ez: It's blue.
Hunter: YES, IT IS BLUE!)
(We shall have a blue party!)
*Turns his glowing eyes down on Sil*
Really?
Hunter: !
*grabs blue glitter off her and runs his finger through it, smilling and glowing*
*thankfully, from Ez's perspective, shuts up*
Ez: @Inky: No, we shan't.
Don't ENCOURAGE him.
*watches Hunter carefully*
Hunter: *thoroughly distracted by the glitter*
Ez: *a small look of relief breaks onto her face*
Hunter: *looks up at her and grins, his eyes shining green* It's blue.
Ez: Oh, you - ! *meekly* It's blue.
Hunter: *laughs, still grinning green, and Ez smiles*
(*laughs*)
You looked bored. And like you needed to beat something up.
*smashes a fist into his stomach*
(*nods because she has made Hunter happy which is good*)
*He sighs and unfurls his wing, looking uneven with only one but no less intimidating*
In my current state it'd be boring to fight you.
(Can I just have one a' more Moondance with you, my love
Can I just make some more romance with a-you, my love
Well, I wanna make love to you tonight
I can't wait 'til the morning has come
And I know that the time is just right
And straight into my arms you will run
And when you come my heart will be waiting
To make sure that you're never alone
There and then all my dreams will come true, dear
There and then I will make you my own
And every time I touch you, you just tremble inside
And I know how much you want me that you can't hide)
*looks at his wing*
You appear to be missing a wing.
*grins*
Boring? That's offensive! What happened to me being your punch bag? You never even notice me anymore!
*His fist slams into her jaw almost instantaneously, with more than enough force to launch a girl her size sky high*
*stands in kitchen*
*backs a variation of cakes and sweets*
*phones everyone*
Who wants to come over for a blue party?
*goes shooting up into the air and crashes back down with an oof*
*blinks slightly, surprised she's still awake, and jumps to her feet*
*charges as a blur and tackles Blake backwards onto his wing*
(And now roleplay has begun.
I am back, however.)
(WB!)
Manuel: *frowns*
(Welcome back Sophia)
(Ez: *en idea enters her head*
*carefully* Hunter.
Could we not get Blake to beat our vampires up?
Hunter: *still in his cheerful tone of voice* No.
They're our vampires.
Ez: *snaps into her on metaphorically blue mode, an urgent one* *firmly, attention-grabbingly-* Hunter.
*he looks at her*
They were going to EXECUTE us.
*she's look at him straight in the eyes, very serious, to get her point across*
Hunter: *his eyes go blue, and they slowly cloud over as he begins to be more thoughtful* I know.
But they're still our vampires.
Ez: *touches him in the arm to get him to look at her again so she can resume eye contact* Our vampires?
We're their etherdemons.
Hunter: *pauses, trying to put it into logical terms*
Ez: *breaks the act for a moment* It's okay.
Hunter: *nods, eyes flashing brown for a moment, and her act comes back*
It's our problem. And I want to follow through it to the end. We haven't finished yet.
Ez: *drops her act again and looks concerned* You're not still trying to blackmail them, are you?
Hunter: *frowns* No.
But it's our adventure.
Ez: I understand.
*strategical pause in which he almost speaks and she stops him with a momentary glare*
*raises eyebrow, talking in the same concerned voice* But don't you think trying to finish this adventure could be the end to ALL our adventures?
Hunter: *thgouhtful again* Not really.
Ez: *act again, although it isn't really an act*
Well.
Maybe you had better think about that.
Hunter: *shrugs* Thinking.
Still thinking.
Still thinking.
Still thinking.
Hey Inky, how're you?
Ez: *sighs, and smiles a little*
*she looks anxious, though, and she's worrying in the inside part of her head, the area that is really hers, even if sometimes she doesn't recognise it any more*
What's the matter, Manuel?
Im fine *smiles*
*tail wags*
*He falls back willingly, a passive expression on his face. As they near the ground his wing spreads out to its full length, stopping their fall dead in its tracks. He wraps an arm around her and rockets upward back into the sky, twisting suddenly and hurling her back to the earth*
(Hello)
*laughs wildly as she turns head over heels*
WHEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!
*watches the ground fast approaching and taps the sigils at her collar bones, blue wings flaring out from her back to catch her before she goes splat*
*flies back up to Blake*
Manuel: I can hear them fighting again.
(Hello Ed^^)
(Hello inky)
*sighs* They don't make my job easy.
(Hey Ed. How are you?)
*turns to Ed*
How are you feeling now?
Do you want some cake?
(Hunter: @Inky: That's good. :) Nice tail. Nice ears.
Hi Ed. :))
(Thank you Hunter *smiles*)
Manuel: No, they don't. I swear one of these days miss Tempest is going to hurt herself beyond repair.
(Fine thanks silente
Hello all)
cake? Yes please, my magics still too weak though
(Hunter: You're welcome.
Ez: *gives a look that means "OH GOD NOT MORE RANDOM ATTACHMENTS"*
Hunter: *gives Ez a 'what?' look*
(I don't think I will edit my blogger profile that much. I don't have any interest in most of the things it mentions, and I don't want the picture to go lighter in colour as it did before.)
*He floats calmly in the air, not even looking at Sil*
Are you going to try again? Cause I wouldn't.
Damn, back in 10
Then I have a feeling that things might get a lot quieter.
*blinks at him*
*stops, just hovering a moment*
You don't...you...
*looks slightly upset*
*flies away as fast as she can, a blur in the sky*
(Kay Ed)
Manuel: It probably would.
(Ez: @Sophia: That makes sense. :)
Hunter: Sense is boring. Edit it.)
It definitely would.
(Hello Ez and Hunter. It's been quite a while since we last talked.)
(I swear to god, she's getting more laptop-time than I am.)
Manuel: However then she would be dead. Her friends would grieve. And whoever was the cause would be fought as well.
Oh, don't worry, I'd kill whoever did it. Unless it was me who killed her.
*Sighs and floats back to the ground, his shoulders slumping*
*It's not that he doesn't want to fight, it's that he's scared of really hurting someone. He's got a hard enough time controlling himself normally, with his angelic blood back there's no telling what could happen*
*He walks off aimlessly, going nowhere in particular*
Manuel: Ah okay then. That makes it slightly better. The fights probably would calm down in that case.
(Ez: @Sophia: It has been, hasn't it?
Hunter: What with Star being Star and all.
Ez: And us being executed and all.
Hunter: Being executed happens to people all the time. How often are people being Starred? We're special, Ez.
Ez: Isn't Star special?
Hunter: Nope, she's Star.
Ez: Wonderful to see your logic is working.
Hunter: Zip pow kerplonk, no.
How're you, Sophia?
*flies quickly not caring where she's going*
*sees a clearing with a rock and dives head first downwards*
*flares her wings at the last moment and sits on the rock, wings drooping*
Yes. Or they would get worse. Hopefully they would not try and kill me, though.
(How did you get executed?
I'm normal, thank you. Not happy, not sad, just normal. Google irritates me. How are you both?)
I A ALIVE.-Zaf
(Hunter and Ez: Nowhere in particular is the best place to go.
*look at each other*
*grin*)
(It's quick
It's clean
It's pure
It can change ur life
Rest assured
It's the 21st centry... Cure
And it's my job
To steal and rob
GRAVES)
Manuel: hopefully. *smiles at her*
(Hey Zaf)
(Hello, Zafira.)
You're smiling at me again.
*waves* Going to be distantish I wanna see my pets.-Zaf
(Z man give me a hit man hurry
I'm late again so hurry
Don't keep my surgens waiting
B*tch pay me
Later
Okay, I'll see you later
Hey where you going stay here!
There's ways for me to pay dear
Other than dou.)
Manuel: oh. Am I not allowed to smile? Forgive me. *goes back to a neutral expression*
I didn't mean it like that. You just smile at me a lot. And I'm not sure why.
(Guilty pleasure song XD
Seventeen
Mama dramas got to go dad
Seventeen
Nothing's gonna bring her back
Seventeen
Experiment with something livin
Seventeen
Cos I'm sweeter than sixteen !)
*He should probably apologize and explain to Sil. Nah, she'd just push him away. Better to wait for her to calm down. He looks up, wondering where's he's gone exactly, and is surprised to find himself all the way up the volcano, by an oddly familiar fake rock. Against his better judgement, Blake walks through into the small room behind*
(He Zaf.)
Manuel: smiling is usually an expression of human emotions, typically positive emotions.
Ez: We didn't get executed. We're being executed.
Hunter: It's fun.
Ez: *frowns* What?
Hunter: You don't think so?
Don't worry, Google is irriating. Normal is . . . boring. I'm good. She's -
Ez: I'm fine.
Hunter: *frowns, annoyed* She's fine.
@Ez: Are you sure you're fine?
Ez: Yes.
Hunter: Do you want me to expand on your fine-ness?
Ez: *smiles, an amused one* No.
Hunter: *looks disappointed*)
(I'm...infected
I'm infected
By your genetics!
Shilo I'm the doctor
Shilo I'm your father
Oh Shilo that was close!
Take your medicine.
I'm infected.
By your genetics!
I'm infected.
By your genetics!
And I don't know if I can be fixed
No I don't know if I can be fixed!
So tell me WHY oh WHY are my genetics such a b*tch.)
I know. But I it's just strange to see someone smile at me. It doesn't happen, normally.
(You two are insane. I hope you understand that. It's very hard to keep up a conversation with you two. But that's fine.)
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