Here's the back cover copy:
Demon-slaying powers should come with an instruction book…
Seriously. Why does a new hair dryer have a twelve-page how-to manual, but when it comes to ancient demon-fighting hocus-pocus, my biker witch granny gives me just half a dozen switch stars and a rah-rah speech? Oh, and a talking terrier, but that’s another story. It’s not like my job as a preschool teacher prepared me for this kind of thing.
So I’ve decided to write my own manual, The Dangerous Book for Demon Slayers, because no one tells me anything. Dimitri, my “protector,” may be one stud of a shape-shifting griffin, but he always thinks he can handle everything by himself. Only he’s no match for the soul-stealing succubi taking over Las Vegas. If I can’t figure out how to save him—and Sin City—there’ll be hell to pay.
We have more than 150 entries (yay!) on here and my personal blog and that means the contest is now closed. The winner will receive their choice of a clean copy, or my marked up manuscript that I used to plan books 3, 4 and 5.
The marked up copy has notes from my biker dog sources. Not the dogs, of course, but the Harley bikers I turn to when I have questions about how to get a Labrador Retriever on a Harley or just how the doggie motorcycle goggles (called doggles) stay on at high speeds. Inquiring minds want to know, right?
And since the climax of the book takes place in the tunnels under the Hoover Dam, there's a lot of chicken scratch about my time down in those old inspection tunnels from the 1930's and 40's (which I have to blog about - that was incredible to be down there). Finally, as I'm going through that manuscript, I'm seeing an inordinate amount of debate about Pirate's food choices. He's been sneaking out quite a bit to places like Jodi Maroni's Sausage Kingdom. Hey, it's Vegas, baby (and Pirate loves to eat).
So, it's winner's choice. Right now, I've got all of the entries in a Lush bag, so they're smelling fantastic (like lavender and vanilla bath fizzies). To be 100% fair and impartial, my husband is going to draw the winner. Naturally, this means he picked today to have about 800 business meetings in places where I can't bug him (the nerve). As soon as he gets home, I'm going to pounce on him and make him draw the winner. Stay tuned!