Danyelle is well known in the writing community, blogs for Query Tracker and helps facilitate MGLitChat on Twitter. So trust me when I say that I fully believe the following letter is not a hoax. Please read on to find out what Angela's done THIS TIME.
Subject: Super Hero Unmasked!
So, there’s been talk. Talk that maybe—just maybe—you aren’t exactly doing what we think you’re doing. You know? Burning up brain cells to get out 50 thousand words in one month. NaNoing. That.
At first, I couldn’t believe it. If Angela says she’s NaNoing, then she’s NaNoing. Right? But then, something happened. My characters were all on strike, something about demanding better working conditions, so I decided to do some serious people watching.
The Big City is the best place to do this, and I’m so glad I went because there’s something you need to know. Your cover’s been blown!
You know after that Incident—the one with the guy freezing everyone to the ceiling and trying to reconfigure their neural circuitry, not the one involving the purple fire, chocolate sundaes, and bricks—when the people who had saved us all stood up to accept our undying gratitude and thanks?
Well, I don’t know how to say this, so I’m just going to spit it out.
Your mask slipped. It just disappeared—went poof!
You would have gotten away clean if it hadn’t been for the left over chocolate on your mask. (And wow! I knew Toadman had a thing for chocolate, but I never knew his tongue could stretch that far.)
|Original by Piotrus @ Wiki Commons|
On the other hand, you might want to have a new alter ego on hand. Just in case. Because I’m pretty sure I wasn’t the only one who saw your face . . .
PS: Just wanted to give you a heads up that you might get a call from someone named Todd inquiring about either your cousin or his phone. Since you’re the super hero here, I’ll let you handle this. O:)
Masks? Frogman? After Angela's stint on Dancing With The Stars, raising Elvis from the dead, terrorizing the Canadian countryside as a zombie, and raising her Alien legion of Bugites, I really, REALLY didn't think things could get any weirder. But it really does appear that Angela...just might be...Ms. Marvel.
I don't know, perhaps all this insanity is getting to me, but a teeny-tiny piece still believes there must be a logic explanation. That, despite a Grand Canyon-sized CRATER of evidence, she is (maybe?) doing Nanowrimo and this is all a crazy mistake. As always, I turn to you, Musers. Please help me puzzle this out by TAKING THE POLL.
Also, a FINAL REMINDER to enter our NANOWRIMO PARTICIPANT DRAW! Tell your nano friends! Tell your Nano family! Tell Elvis if you see him! Please encourage all the people you know in the NANOWRIMO CHALLENGE to enter our draw for one of 10 Emotion Thesaurus Ebooks! Your sharing & tweets are appreciated!