I'm just a few weeks out from Equilibrium and -- um, I'm nervous, to be honest. But I'm getting things in order here for the launch, so please stop by the Equilibrium page.

The first excerpt is very sparky (no, not sparkly -- the whole book is pretty sparky, in fact). In the second one, things get a little hot, and this time I don't mean it literally. It's not much, of course -- wouldn't want to give away all the good stuff, but still. Confession: as I was pasting it into the page, I actually blushed a little. Me, who writes novels full of this kind of thing, and will champion the importance of the sex scene in the romance novel to the ends of the earth.

Funny how it looks so different out of context. Ahem. Get it, Sam.

I did get to see Captain America last weekend after all! My friend and I went out for Lebanese food (mmm...) and then decided to make a day of it. While I was sitting in the theater watching the endless commercials while people filtered in -- not the previews, just the crap that rolls before while everyone's talking -- my father called.

To tell me to go see Captain America because it's the best comic book movie yet.

In terms of fitting into the Marvel Movieverse properly and reflecting the spirit of the comics, I think he's on to something. I probably liked First Class a little better, just because I'm not a huge Cap fan (I always went through Avengers phases, but mostly I like Hawkeye, Quicksilver, and the Scarlet Witch -- Young Avengers? Waaaaaay cooler. Hit us with that movie, Marvel!). But movie-wise, I think Dad was right.

And it wasn't riddled with the continuity and character/plot choice issues that dampened my experience of X-Men. Not to mention -- First Class? No, no, no. Cyclops, Marvel Girl, Angel, Iceman, and Beast. That is the First Class, goddammit.


First. Class. This is what it looks like.

... right, anyhow. Captain America was cool, with the perfect amount of WWII comic book camp.

Get it, Steve.

No, I still haven't been to see Captain America. Or Harry Potter. I am not happy about this. Harry Potter, well, that's okay, actually. I promised one of my dearest friends in the world I'd wait for her, since we've seen the last three together, and she lives five hours away. Two weeks, and I'm in. As for Cap, I've just had a busy weekend.

But hell, even that's okay, as part of that business was pulling out some excerpts from Equilibrium. So now the page has a set-up blurb, a link to the (as yet unpopulated -- preliminary cover art by P.L. Nunn is amazing, and I cannot wait to see the final product) Loose Id page where it'll live, the heroes', uh, trading card stats, and now, actual pieces of the book!

There are two. One is PG. Totally tame, apart from the lightning. The second one, well, it's a little PG-13. Or a lot. But it's the stuff that comes after that's really interesting, so as not to spoil. Ha!

I'm still kind of working out just how to draw the lines. I'm one person (well, don't tell the voices), but there's a need for two names. Someone who might be interested in this stuff might find themselves a little sick to the stomach if they read the darker stuff. Someone who's used to a little blood and death in their sex might spontaneously develop cavities if they read sweet, sweet superpowered romance.

Okay, sometimes it's not so sweet. But sweeter than the horrorotica that's more likely to come out of my darker half.

But I've decided that the line is just with the blog. My twitter and tumblr accounts aren't just for publishing stuff, they're actually mine. Comics and movies and music and books and politics. Well, not much of the latter, but funny signs here and there, right?

So if you're at twitter or tumblr, say hi!

And back to working furiously on sorting out the superhero science. Because science, my friend, is hot.

Just ask Sue Storm.