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Beta Readers for Novel-length work
Ink Slinger:
That...sounds like fun.
Kali:
Ob. urban fantasy Harry Dresden reference!
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I chased a bit of scrambled egg around my plate, finally cornering it between my fork and my toast. "It's incredibly rare," I said, shoving the bite into my mouth before it could escape again.
Ethan backed me up, nodding. "There's a lot of magic in the world," he said. "Vodoun, shamanism, root work... Everything has its own area of specialization, but what Rachel and I do -- and evidently what Jilly does -- is different. Some practitioners accomplish what they do through the intercession of spirits or even of dieties, but we directly access energy, change it, manipulate it, and let it go as something else."
Father Christopher didn't look thrilled with the idea of Ethan espousing the existence of other gods, but he let it go. "How rare is rare?"
I glanced at Ethan; he was looking at me. I shrugged. "I only know of a couple others," I said. "Ethan's from New York. There's that woman who writes romance novels, and a guy in Chicago." I snorted. "Seriously, if you think the things I get up to are crazed, you should read the Chicago newspapers sometime."
"I also know of a kid up in Canada," Ethan volunteered.
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'Cause it's just not an urban fantasy if you don't give a nod to the masters in the field. :D
meh:
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I chased a bit of scrambled egg around my plate, finally cornering it between my fork and my toast. "It's incredibly rare," I said, shoving the bite into my mouth before it could escape again.
Ethan backed me up, nodding. "There's a lot of magic in the world," he said. "Vodoun, shamanism, root work... Everything has its own area of specialization, but what Rachel and I do -- and evidently what Jilly does -- is different. Some practitioners accomplish what they do through the intercession of spirits or even of deities, but we directly access energy, change it, manipulate it, and let it go as something else."
Father Christopher didn't look thrilled with the idea of Ethan espousing the existence of other gods, but he let it go. "How rare is rare?"
I glanced at Ethan; he was looking at me. I shrugged. "I only know of a couple others," I said. "Ethan's from New York. There's that woman who writes romance novels, and a guy in Chicago." I snorted. "Seriously, if you think the things I get up to are crazed, you should read the Chicago newspapers sometime."
"I also know of a kid up in Canada," Ethan volunteered.
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;)
the neurovore of Zur-En-Aargh:
i'd be more inclined to have a character of mine reading about the adventures of the wizard in Chicago, fwiw.
Kali:
Ah, that's no fun! Besides, then I couldn't work in the other references.
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