Roswell / Yasbeau Wilce fanfic contest!!!!!!

if you can't be witty, then at least be bombastic - Roswell / Yasbeau Wilce fanfic contest!!!!!!

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The third book in my favorite YA series is out & YOU can win an autographed copy!

Flora's Fury: How a Girl of Spirit and a Red Dog Confound Their Friends, Astound Their Enemies, and Learn the Importance of Packing Light has hit the shelves and I couldn't be more excited! The final book (or maybe not final if we all clap very loudly) in the Flora Segunda series. Both

trillian_stars and I were consumed by the first two books, their wonderful heroine and the crazy, beautiful, weird world they're set in a world at war, Fora's mother is a general, everyone has a secret past and magic is real.

How do you win a copy of Flora's Fury: How a Girl of Spirit and a Red Dog Confound Their Friends, Astound Their Enemies, and Learn the Importance of Packing Light you ask.

To win this, write a story (or create a piece of visual art), 350 words or less that contains Roswell plus any of the following:

1. An endlessly large house with uncountable rooms and a magickal butler
2. Chocolate
3. Sparkly Red Cowboy boots with snakes' heads on their pointy toes
4. A secret society of spies called rangers
5. An alternate version of Gold Rush California ruled by the Aztecs
6. A long journey by boat
7. Pirates in very flamboyant hats

Post your story here as a comment in this entry. The contest will be judged by Ysabeau Freaking Wilce herself.

Contest ends at Midnight EST Sunday, May 20th.

Ysabeau Wilce novels photographed with Roswell to enhance value

Some of the past contests, for inspiration:

Erin Morgenstern's Night Circus

Cherie Priest's Boneshaker

Kaz Mahoney's The Iron Witch

Chris Howard's Seaborn

Peter Straub's A Dark Matter

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wroughtirony
2012-05-21 12:09 am (UTC)

The first AI

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Annabelle couldn't remember if this was the seventy-first or seventy-second drawing room. Drawing rooms were never her favorite anyway. Really, she had never given any thought to drawing rooms one way or the other, but after a week (a week?) in the villa her opinions on the subject had solidified quite a bit. A bit of stray light caught her eye. At first she thought it might be sunlight, but it was simply lamplight glinting off one of the cat's four glittering cowboy boots. Eight tiny snake's eyes regarded her blandly from the tips of the toes.

"Roswell." said the cat.

"Yes, I know. Roswell." Annabelle replied.

Irritated, Annabelle stalked back out into the hall with the vague intention of finding a dining room and perhaps some chocolate cake for lunch. (dinner?) The cat trotted along beside her, wobbling a bit as its stomach seemed more inclined to move side to side than forward. The hologram who called himself "Ranger Rick" faded patronizingly into view ahead of her.

"Ready to talk about your assignment?"

"Pound sand, you creepy asshole. I don't want anything to do with whatever it is my father's gotten into." She stalked right through Rick and on down the hall.

"Roswell?" said the cat.

Rick appeared again, still wearing that ridiculous baggy 21st century US Army uniform printed with boxy "camoflague" that Annabelle imagined would only ever blend in to some of the more unfortunately patterned overstuffed sofas she had seen in the older parts of the villa

"Your dad," Rick said brightly, "has nothing to do with this. To tell the truth, he's actually not your dad- I am."

Annabelle stopped, annoyed. "Sure he's not my sperm donor, but you're an AI and the only AIs who were partly human-" she stopped. The US Army's experiments in 2012. The special schools her parents sent her to. Her memory loss. The trips to the villa that lasted weeks in her mind and seconds in her life. Rick's face.

"You need to go somewhere, and we can make all this right." Rick said quietly.

"where?"

"Roswell," said the cat.

(high fives to whoever gets the reference in the first paragraph!)

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