Book idea that's been bugging me allllllll day.

Okay, I'm not a vampire writer, you all know that (okay, maybe not.) but I have the most PERFECT plot to a vampire book!!! I have a name and I was writing it during all my classes on a sheet of notebook paper... I'm kind of proud of it. For someone who never writes this kind of stuff... hmm....

It's called Secretive Vampires.

The room was dark and cold. My eyes adjusted to the dark pretty easily, but the cold was insufferable. I was breathing out puffs of smoke. There was no turning back now. I was at the point of no return.

I pushed a stray lock of my brown hair back and looked around anxiously. My friend, Evan, was waiting outside, probably wondering what I was doing in a slaughterhouse at three in the morning. I told him that I was having to get some meat for my family, but that was a huge lie. I could come up with a novel about all the lies I've told him.

Honestly, I wasn't sure what my plan was. I knew why I was there, but I wasn't sure what I was about to do. I had my knife in my grip, it's hilt chilled and it's blade ice cold. I was used to the cold, but this was horrible. My knife had splotches of dried blood on it, some of it was mine, but most of it was other various people. Not all were mortal.

Again, I wasn't sure whether or not I was going to need my knife. I was certain the man I had to meet was here, but where was the question. I could feel his presence, like he was right behind me, but when I looked, no one was there. I was beginning to get impatient....

So what do yah think? I'm going to start writing this, along with tons of other projects. I'll write Royal Dread, The Heroes of the Gods, and Jockey Dreams soon. Oh, and the PJO script, but that won't be as often... LOOKING FORWARD TO SUMMER 2011!! (and the weekend....)