First, thank you for the wild ride. It was magical.
Also, thank you all for your little (and not so little) contributions to the plot, even if it did make mincemeat of the original outline.
Yours ever,
--Writer Lady
Emrys,
I can’t believe I wrote damn near 66,000 words about you and still have no idea what color your eyes are. Not that it matters, but good grief.
--WL
Leo,
Don’t tell the others, but you are, by far, my favorite character – in spite of your many hijackings (or perhaps, because of them). And while I do know that your eyes are brown, it’d also be kinda nifty to know what color your skin is. At least, come rewrite time, yeah?
--WL
Callista,
Your personality is still a mystery to me. I think I’m seeing bits of feistiness here and there, but I’m still not sure where it’s coming from. Probably that’s because we never had time to develop your back story. Sorry ‘bout that – we’ll get there.
--WL
Maribel,
You are SUCH a bitch. What do you think you’re doing in Miami and how did you manage to get away in the first place? You are SO dead next time. (And I am so not helping you pick out a name for her. Yeesh!)
--WL
Al,
It’s been real. Real weird. You were Maribel’s idea, so I’m glad that at least YOU got killed like you were supposed to. And I’m not the least bit sorry about the pink, fuzzy slippers. You deserved them for butting into this story in the first place.
--WL
Donovan & Lindsay,
You were fun. Sorry you got killed. Sorry it was Leo and Callista who off-ed you (I would have warned you, but I didn’t see that one coming at all).
--WL
Jack,
Welcome to the neighborhood! I hope you enjoy being Emrys’ new General Manager – comes with a bunch of perks, you’ll like it – though I’m not quite sure how we’re going to work out those logistical problems with you surviving the night in Boston. You’ll go POOF! if the sun hits you and I don’t care who you think you know, you’re not going to be buying a car anywhere at 6 o’clock in the morning. Don’t worry, we’ll work it out.
--WL
Josée,
You were just all-around great. Sorry Maribel had to happen to you. Perhaps you shall rise.... We’ll see.
--WL
