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28 December 2009 @ 07:29 pm
Jane Yellowrock-Joanne Walker Crossover Fanfic  

Faith Hunter has given me permission to go ahead and post the story snippet I wrote up a couple days ago. She and I are now discussing the possibility of sometime in 2010 actually collaborating on a novella which would be set outside both characters’ timelines/real worlds–in other words, pure fanfic, except written by the authors themselves–to put up either as a commission like I did with “Hot Time”, or simply sell as a direct market piece. People should respond to this post and let us know if you’d be interested in buying a crossover story.

In the meantime, a teaser:

There was something weird about crossing the city lines into New Orleans. Not just that the Big Easy was by anybody’s standards–in fiction, anyway–the center of all things supernatural in the States. It was bigger than that, a nasty jolt that wrenched everything a couple steps to the left. Even the city’s aura looked different from inside than it had from a few miles out, and I had absolutely no clue why.

The exciting thing about my life was that I’d probably find out.

For all my traveling around as a kid, I’d never gone through New Orleans. N’awlins, the way the natives said it. I loved that sound, like it was a word to be rolled around in and licked off the skin. So I did what any tourist would do upon arriving in the heartland of American Weird.

I hit the French Quarter.

Three days before Mardi Gras, the Quarter was hopping. It was probably the worst time of year to visit if I actually wanted to see New Orleans, but it was the best time if I wanted to throw myself eyeball-deep into beads, streamers, costumes, half-naked girls–Gary was going to deeply regret not having come along–parades, parties, obscene amounts of incredibly good food, and bourbon. I’d never actually tried bourbon and was kind of looking forward to it. Unfortunately, I couldn’t indulge right away, because the fish-hook sensation in my belly, the one that had been hauling me around ever since my shamanic powers had awakened, was getting tighter and more uncomfortable the deeper I got into the Quarter. I didn’t think my magic would give me an even break–let me heal up from a hangover, in other words–if I ignored it in favor of tying one on.

The city was a veritable teeming mass of humanity. Scent bombarded me from every direction: booze, perfume, pot, food, oh, God, the food, and the pervasive stink of sweat that no amount of deodorant or cologne was going to drown. Voices rose and fell in shrieks of laughter, joy, dismay; shouting was the only way to be heard, even if you were talking to the guy standing next to you. Everyone was beautiful in that flush-of-life way, though here in the heart of the city, so close to Mardi Gras, there were an unnatural number of genuinely beautiful people. They ran the color spectrum from rich blue-black all the way through to translucent white, with me thrown in on the whiter end, though when one of those really white girls stumbled into my arms, the skin tone comparison made me look rich and gold beside her. It was only back in Qualla Boundary, surrounded by others of Cherokee descent, that I felt stand-out pale.

Maybe it was thinking about North Carolina and the life I’d left behind there that made me notice her. There were too many people to explain it otherwise, though the fish-hooks in my gut pulled so hard and sharp that they might’ve been an explanation on their own. It didn’t matter: she was half a block away and visible for about five seconds through a break in the crowd. She wore black leather damned near head to toe, all of it so snug against her body it had to be custom-made. Silver sparkled all over it, zippers and other things I couldn’t identify from the distance. She looked hot, both literally and figuratively, and I thought the reason I’d glimpsed her at all was everybody else thought so too, and was backing up to get a better look at her.

She had to be at least my height, just a hair under six feet tall, even without the shit-stomping motorcycle boots she wore. And speaking of hair, if you took my crop cut and her four foot braid and divvied them out, we would both end up with what society considered a normal amount of hair for a woman. She was even built a lot like I was, rangy long limbs, though I thought I carried more muscle across the chest and shoulder from years of working on my car. Her skin tones were darker than mine, more pure Indian, but if somebody’d told me we were sisters, I’d have been inclined to believe them.

Particularly when she glanced my way and a flash of light caught the color of her amber eyes.

In my world, yellow eyes meant magic user. I should know: my own eyes were probably gold as sunrise just then, as the Sight kicked in to study one of the most complex, gorgeous auras I’d ever seen. Earthy colors tangled with something absolutely inhuman: dark, sleek, sentient and dangerous. A hunter, sharing body and soul with a human, and just ever so slightly bubbling with resentment over it.

I sure as hell knew what had brought me to New Orleans, now.

(x-posted from the essential kit)

 
 
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(Anonymous) on January 2nd, 2010 12:05 am (UTC)
interested in story
Most excellent Teaser. When will the rest be made available? I'd buy a download. I know some indie comic writers are doing that ie. writing and then selling their books as downloads. Go for it. I'm hooked.

T. Salgado
missusnoh@sky.com
Lady Doomlithera on December 28th, 2009 06:41 pm (UTC)
I gotta say I really liked the snippet but I'd have to read her books before I can say that I'd read the whole thing....

Oh darn. More books.
Geek of Weird Shit: sensualgows on December 28th, 2009 06:45 pm (UTC)
Ooh! Ooh! Yes please!

Guess I've got another new author to devour, if she inspires you to write like that. NOM NOM NOM!
Axisor: Brain in a Jaraxisor on December 28th, 2009 06:48 pm (UTC)
Man... I'm intrigued. Now I really want to read Skinwalker. Its like a big tease.... between this and the superblurb of the last post I've put Skinwalker on my list.

I'd like to buy this in a book though ('cause that would be a really freakin' awesome book if it was a whole crossover book)
Rachie: YAY!!rachie203 on December 28th, 2009 06:59 pm (UTC)
I would be interested in buying a cross-over series. I love your work, and while I haven't read her Jane Yellowrock series yet (they're on my to read list though!) I really enjoyed The Rogue Mage series she wrote. So I figure it's safe to say I'd be willing to buy a crossover. :)
deliiria: 2008 gothic cruisedeliiria on December 28th, 2009 07:18 pm (UTC)
a cross-over sounds good to me! if you offer it as an ebook, I will totally buy it ^_^
cathain_mactire on December 28th, 2009 07:42 pm (UTC)
Wow
I read a short story with Jane Yellowrock in a compilation with one of your stories. I just love this opening chapter and would love to buy a novel of this! Please post updates on progress!
Daniella Avivaflamekeeper on December 28th, 2009 08:11 pm (UTC)
I would love to keep reading. I'd already decided to buy Faith Hunter’s Jane Yellowrock books after your post yesterday and looking up their descriptions and this just makes me wish I lived closer to a bookstore to purchase Skinwalker and that both this story and the next Walker Papers book were out and available for reading immediately. :)
silkiemom on December 28th, 2009 08:16 pm (UTC)
I would buy it! I just bought the Jane Yellowrock book on Amazon yesterday because of your suggestion. :)
Pony: OMG!the1pony on December 28th, 2009 08:45 pm (UTC)
WANT.

Jo and Jane. Who could ask for anything more? :D
GM Ceosannaceosanna on December 28th, 2009 09:31 pm (UTC)
For serious. I'd be interested in buying a collaboration, no matter what.

"...food, oh, God, the food..."

Oh my word, yes.
secret_gyozasecret_gyoza on December 28th, 2009 11:46 pm (UTC)
I would be interested!
holmes44holmes44 on December 29th, 2009 01:18 am (UTC)
you can count me in.
Mikamitsukai_aka on December 29th, 2009 01:43 am (UTC)
Pretty please with cherries on top, continue writing, and turn it into something marketable? I might not be able to buy an online piece, but I've always got more rooms for interesting books. :)
(Anonymous) on December 29th, 2009 03:36 am (UTC)
Crossover
I love the idea of a JoAnne-Jane crossover. I have only just discovered Jane Yellowrock and love the books. Please let us know if this happens. I will be on the lookout for this!!!
SaffronRosesaffronrose on December 29th, 2009 04:22 am (UTC)
damnit, now I have to get her books, too. Can I have more hours in the day, please?
annathepiper on December 30th, 2009 04:04 am (UTC)
Ooh, cool.

Clearly I'm going to have to check out this woman's work, if it blew you away that hard. ;)
(Anonymous) on January 1st, 2010 03:51 pm (UTC)
Yes please... May I have some more
I think this is going to be a kick ass story and look forward to either buying it, or seeing it in an anthology book that I get from the library.
sand_snake333sand_snake333 on January 12th, 2010 09:40 pm (UTC)
But but but Joe doesn't like vampires!