Today we have an exciting tour to share with you! Quinlan Lacy, from the book DRAIN YOU, is joining us today to talk about something very important. Terminator 2. So, go read up on her thoughts, then enter this HUGE giveaway!
- 5 Copies of 'Drain You' signed by the Author
- $50 Credit at Wasteland (Quinn's favorite store)
- Pages from Quinn's Notebook (pics attached)
- 10 'Drain You' Bookmarks handmade by Quinn
- 10 90's mixtapes curated and created by Quinn
"Summer. The 90s. The rich, sun-bleached neighborhoods of the Los Angeles canyons. Enter Quinlan Lacey, a cool, bored, sarcastic, sexy 17-year old with a dull part-time video store job and a mild case of teen ennui. That is, until she meets the alluring, River Phoenix-esque James, and realizes the hills are alive with the undead. Inspired more by the early, dry L.A. short stories of Bret Easton Ellis than the current crop of serialized vampire fiction, the supernatural grunge romance, Drain You, narrates the headaches and heartbreaks Quinn undergoes in her quest to stay sane and cool and in love and alive."
Publisher's Weekly review with an excerpt: "Bloom debuts with a languid, stylish novel that reads like a love letter to cult vampire flicks like The Lost Boys, the work of Francesca Lia Block, and Southern California in the 1990s."
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Quinlan Lacey's Thoughts on ‘T2’
Watched Terminator 2 last night. Sucked.
John Connor’s existence was screwed from the start. Kind of a loner, having major issues at home, on the run from a maniac man-machine that can turn his limbs into chainsaws. John’s no top genius but it’s still a drag that his idea of self-preservation is to trust another equally psycho robot to protect him. And it’s not like he requires a lot of convincing either. The good robot just shows up looking hunky and has this strange way of talking and this not-so-believable backstory but since he’s kind of charming and dresses cool all of a sudden this Terminator is the hero. He’s the guy you’re rooting for, the one you’re praying will find a way to kill the T1000. Because we’re not idiots: obviously punky, squeaky pre-teens can’t fight back against liquid metal killer cops.
Now try to imagine the good robot abandoning John Connor so he’s all alone – or maybe not alone but just with Miles Dyson, who’s really great but still – at a super important, pivotal moment in an epic battle over some future stuff. Does that really seem like something the Terminator would do? I mean, now that it’s been established he’s no longer the sicko from the first movie can’t we just assume he’s a total good guy? That he’s full of love? That’d he’d never just ditch John for no reason?
But try to picture it going down like that: the Terminator bailing in the middle of the night without a goodbye, leaving John to actually save his own life. Can you imagine it? John Connor, basically all by himself, armed with only his sketchy street smarts, a Public Enemy t-shirt, a motor-scooter, and a couple makeshift weapons, pursued by a time-traveling superhuman killing machine? What kind of janky movie would that be? A stupid boring one that ends after like fifteen minutes in a teenage bloodbath.
Probably John would panic, go visit his mom at the mental institution, and then they’d go to embrace but suddenly her body would morph into the T1000 and she/he/it would shred him to pieces with liquid metal machetes.
I’d hate that movie.
Why wouldn’t the Terminator just come back? He totally said he would.
“I’ll be ba-ahck.”
LA Weekly) AND the producer/lead singer of the band LA Vampires (written up in The Guardian as well as Pitchfork and Fader). Her next book will be published through HarperTeen.
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