The winners for the contest were Andy Greenwood, Amber DiPixie, and Cait McFee. Congratulations, y'all, and thanks for spreading the love. When I get done posting TNOUL, I'll bundle this thing together as one volume and send it hurtling through the voids of the US Mail system straight to your hands. Be sure to drop your addresses in my inbox on here, or DM them to me on your preferred platform.
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In order to bring you the best possible version of this story that I can, I've assembled a crack team of lovelies who whip my incoherent manuscripts into shape. I've mentioned Trish, my beta-reader, and Anne, my crit partner/editor/general whip-bearer. But now I've been lucky enough to acquire the services of Vicki, my lovely new Brit-picker! She's jumped into the trenches to help me weed out pernicious Americanisms with wit and class.
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All right kids. Enough hemming and/or hawing. I present the first two chapters of The Nightmares of Under-London. Enjoy!