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The Second (or Third or Fourth) Time Around
I know you’re a reader, but are you a rereader?
When I have a new book about to come out, I can count on hearing from some readers that they plan to reread the entire series to “get ready” for the new release. This always fills me with mingled delight and fear.
The fear, of course, is that by reading the books one after another they’ll spot some horrible continuity error. I keep lists of names and places. I reread passages in previous books to make sure I remember details correctly. My editor and the copy editor both strive mightily to keep me on track, too, but anyone can screw up. I’ve certainly done so in other ways. My most embarrassing can’t-believe-I-said-that-in-print error? That involves prime numbers–and no, I’m not going to tell you where it appeared. If you didn’t spot it yourself, we can both pretend it never happened. But I’m now ten books into this series and I’m not good at the K.I.S.S. Principle (that’s Keep It Simple, Stupid.) Complex plots, a plenitude of secondary characters, and an intricate magical system make the possibility of a continuity error loom ever larger.
But my delight is always larger than my fear. I, too, love to reread favorite series. I recently revisited Patricia Briggs’ Mercy Thompson stories and am currently enjoying Laurie R. King’s books about Mary Russell and Sherlock Holmes. This is my third time around with the Mary Russell books . . or is it the fourth? Either way, it’s wonderfully gratifying to think that my books bring others that particular pleasure—the sense that I’m spending time with old friends.
I suspect that those of us who love series are more likely than most to be rereaders. What about you? Do you love to drop in on old friends this way? If so, what have your reread recently—or what are you planning to reread?
In Eileen Wilks’s new Novel of the Lupi, FBI agent Lily Yu is about to confront a power even darker than magic…
On her 57th birthday, Lily’s mother suddenly loses all memory beyond the age of twelve. Lily knows her mother was attacked by something more than magic. More . . . and darker.
When Lily and Rule discover that others suffered the same, mysterious loss—at the same time on the same night—their investigation into the darkness begins. Joining them is someone Lily never thought she’d see again: Al Drummond, who once tried to destroy her. He also happens to be dead. But the mysterious attacks were caused by a power strong enough to affect matters beyond the world of the living.
With some victims losing years of memory and others their lives, Lily must discover what on earth—or beyond—connects them.
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Excerpt from Chapter One of Ritual Magic:
Lily pushed the remains of her Kung Pao chicken around on her plate and tried to look like she was paying attention to her cousin Freddie, who was all excited about implied rates and parity and agio. What the hell was agio? Was that even a word?
She didn’t ask. He’d tell her, and God knew how long that would take. It was some kind of broker-speak, though. Probably currency trading, which was his specialty. That was a large part of what he did for Rule these days. Rule’s second clan wasn’t affluent the way Nokolai was.
“. . . not convinced the baht is on the rise, but . . .” Freddie broke off and chuckled. “Your eyes have glazed over.”
“Sorry.” She and Freddie got along better now that he’d stopped asking her to marry him. She’d even forgiven him for doing so repeatedly without mentioning that he was gay. Turned out he’d been in major denial about that and had only come out of the closet with himself recently. He wasn’t ready for the family to know . . . by which he meant his mother.
Lily could understand that. Aunt Jei—who was technically Lily’s second cousin, but Lily and her sisters called all their mother’s first cousins “aunt” or “uncle”—put the passive in passive-aggressive. She was limp, needy, and full of sighs, a widow with only one child, whom she doted on, clung to, and controlled ruthlessly.
Aunt Jei was probably the reason Rule had excused himself to go to the restroom. He’d been seated next to her, and even Rule could only take so much.
“That’s all right,” Freddie said kindly and patted her hand. “You’re probably daydreaming about the big day. Only two weeks away now, isn’t it?” He beamed at her.
“Two weeks and five days.” After which, she thought with a smile, Rule would be officially related to Aunt Jei, Freddie, and everyone else at this table. Poor man.
They were in the larger of the two private dining rooms at the Golden Dragon, where the family held most such celebrations since it was owned by Uncle Chen—another “uncle” who was really a cousin. The party was smaller than usual this year. None of the children were here, and Grandmother’s companion, Li Qin, had broken her foot two days before. It was still too swollen to cast. She was supposed to keep the foot elevated as much as possible, so Grandmother had insisted she stay home. Plus, Lily’s younger sister wasn’t here, though for a very different reason.
“I attended the wedding of a colleague’s daughter recently,” Freddie was saying. “Beautiful girl. It was a very modern sort of ceremony. They wrote their own vows, and when it was time for toasts . . .”
Lily nodded and let her mind drift. Her mother had told them firmly they were not to make a fuss: “With your wedding so close, it’s too much to ask. Everyone is very busy.” By “everyone,” she meant herself. She and Rule were shouldering the bulk of the work involved in planning a major event, for which Lily was duly grateful. Perhaps a bit more grateful to Rule, true, because it was so obvious that her mother was having a blast.
Lily’s father had wisely ignored his wife’s instructions. Julia Yu loved being fussed over on her birthday.
That fuss had damn well better include presents, too. Lily’s gaze slid to the table behind Freddie. The table held over a dozen gaily wrapped packages. She grinned. Freddie took her grin as tribute to his story about the groom’s toast and chuckled and launched into a tale about someone else she’d never met.
Every year Julia Yu insisted she didn’t need a thing, not a thing, but they knew better. She adored presents—the bright paper and bows, the whole unwrapping ritual. Lily would miss it herself if they ever did skip the gifts. Her mother might be picky and perfectionistic about all sorts of things, but presents were different. Her eyes lit with delight. She exclaimed with pleasure over everything, no matter how odd or humble, and held it up for everyone to admire.
“So what did you get Mother?” she asked when Freddie paused.
“Why, I got her a gift.”
That meant he was dying to tell, but she was supposed to coax him. She glanced at her watch: 8:22. “Guess I’ll find out soon. She’ll be finished primping any—”
The first scream was loud and piercing and terrified. So were the ones that followed.
World of the Lupi # 1.5
This short story is a part of the Berkley anthology, CRAVINGS, which will feature Laurell K. Hamilton. It’s set in the same world as “Only Human,” but the hero and heroine of this one are even more unusual. Take Molly, for example. She doesn’t look her age, which her driver’s license claims is fifty. In fact, Molly has not-so-fond memories of turn-of-the-century London–the turn of the nineteenth century, that is. But that’s because Molly is a succubus. “Not a demon,” she insists. “I’m cursed, not demonic.” When Molly stumbles across a gorgeous young man with a faulty memory who’s being chased by some very scary folks, she can’t resist giving him a helping hand. But he’s no more what he seems than she is. They have to solve the riddle of his origin before his past–or hers–catches up with them.
About the Author
Eileen Wilks is the NYT best-selling author of over thirty books and novellas, including her World of the Lupi series. A multiple RITA finalist and recipient of a Romantic Times Career Achievement Award.
Eileen came to writing the usual way: by reading compulsively and daydreaming a lot. She likes quilting, dark matter, chocolate, books on brain science, yoga (even though she’s not good at it), and painting things—walls, boxes, furniture, floors, even canvases sometimes . . . but not the cats. The cats do not wish to be painted.
She also likes to hear from readers. Hit the “Connect” link at the top of the page to learn how to get in touch.
UTC will be giving away winners choice of book from Eileen’s World of Lupi series, either via Amazon/B&N ebook, or paperback. International.
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