Okay,
enough Ru-minating. Time to put up some fiction.
If you know
my vampires—which few people do, since those stories have not yet been
published—you will be familiar with Génie. She’s the one who turned Julian
Scott-Tyler in hope of making her mortal lover into her eternal lover. He
paints her as a scheming vixen or a ruthless predator, but he only knows what
he knows, you know? She is, in fact, a vastly complex character
with a story of her own, one that’s apparently too painful for her to recount.
Much as I’d love to write it in its entirety, she has so far refused to talk to me about
anything that happened to her before she met Julian in 1663.
She
surprised me with a little gem called "All Men Are Kings" in 1999, perhaps on discovering that I
harbour a deep-rooted passion for England’s Charles II. I’ve loved him for
years, maybe even lifetimes – I’m convinced that I was one of his mistresses in
a previous life, and have even written the beginnings of a story of a royal affair that
may yet see the light of day. Who knows? The fact is that I remain captivated
by him and so Génie felt comfortable in sharing this bittersweet piece of her
history with me.
I revised
it in 2012 and tweaked it for public consumption last weekend. The frustrating
thing about writing prose is that the end product may be too long for posting
to a blog. Though this one is quite short, I’m giving it its own entry. It
deserves to hog the spotlight J
Enjoy.
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