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From A to Z in the InCryptid Alphabet: V.

V is for VERITY.

Born into a different family, Verity Alice Price would have been one of those little girls who lived for ballet and jazz dance, dedicating all her free time to learning how to make her knees bend just so, how to share her emotions through the sweep of an arm and the tilt of her head. She would have made a place for herself in the world of dance, maybe in ballroom, maybe on the Broadway stage, and while she might not have changed the rules, she would have been remembered for her grace, her poise, and her contributions to the rich traditions of the art form.

She would probably have been bored out of her mind by the time she was twenty-five.

Born into the Price family, Verity was one of those little girls who lived for ballet and jazz dance...and mixed martial arts, base jumping, free running, knife throwing, taxidermy, and trying to trick her baby sister into falling down a pit trap (in her defense, her baby sister probably dug that pit). She was still a gifted dancer, but she was far more gifted in the arenas of "throwing herself off rooftops," "negotiating cease-fires between groups of hostile cryptids," and "shooting idiots in the head." She may enjoy that last one a little bit more than she ought to, really.

All things considered, Verity was probably born where she needed to be...difficulty getting blood stains out of her competition tango costumes notwithstanding. One thing's for sure: she's never bored.
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I just can't wait. You are the current winner of the "things that I can ignore my 3 kids and read" award for the last year. I <3 you!
Yay!

I am pleased. :)
Okay, yes, as an older sibling, the description of Price sisterly relations just about killed me.
Hee.
Having convinced my little brother to fall into a patch of nettles when we were (much) younger, I empathise entirely with Verity!

(loving the A-Z as a lead-up to release, btw...)
I'm so glad to hear that! It can be hard to maintain steam, especially as people go "yay another entry" but feel less and less need to comment.

crainefish

5 years ago

Mwahahahahahaha!
Mwahahahahahaha!
Mwahahahahahaha!
*cough* *sputter*
Ahem.
This is what being an older sibling is all about.
Yes.

I think I'm falling in love with her already.
Good. :)

alicetheowl

5 years ago

There is absolutely nothing wrong in enjoying shooting idiots in the head ;)
That's good, 'cause she's not stopping.
One of my friends, when he was about six, read his father's books about setting pongee stick traps. (His father was in the army.) When his father discovered the traps out in the yard (the hard way), suddenly the books disappeared. Funny, that.
...gosh, I wonder why...
Also ditto on the older-sibling thing. I broke a badminton racket over my kid brother's head once....
I clocked my sister in the head with my brother's air rifle.

In my defense, the rifle was no longer in my hands at the time, as heaving it into the air seemed like a decent plan to keep it away from him. And it was so totally not my fault she RAN UNDER IT to try to catch it. And missed.

wendyzski

5 years ago

seanan_mcguire

5 years ago

I am only child, but we used to play Cowboys (guys) vs Indians (girls) with the kids at the village. (This being late 1980's Soviet Russia, the Indians were the good guys :) One particularly adventurous summer, we tied a guy to a birch tree with one of those ropes that once tied are virtually impossible to untie, especially if the victim struggles (ours did). It's all fun and games until somebody has to go to their grandparents and beg for scissors, while desperately trying to avoid saying incriminating things like "We tied Vanya to a tree an hour ago, and can't untie him, so can you please trust that we won't lose the scissors in the 15 minutes it's going to take us to get back to him and cut off the rope?" Fun times ;)
Hee!

Okay, that's awesome.
I have called the nearby bookstore to reserve my copy of the book. The lady told me they've got many copies coming, but that they *will* nonetheless keep one aside for me. Mine! Mine!
Yay!
I feel a reread coming on. I miss Verity already.

I got an email from my local brick-and-mortar saying the copies I ordered were in, but that they wouldn't sell them to me until the 6th. I could've kissed them.
Your local brick-and-mortar rules.
Ahhh, sibling relations. I once sweetly asked my brother to sniff a spoonful of cayenne pepper... to this day, I'll never know why he actually did it.

But anyways, she sounds kickass and like a lot of fun!
I regularly spread jam on my sister. She just gives me her hand.
When I read about the baby sister falling into the pit, my immediate thought was that Antimony is the the Princess of Dirty Tricks, so very glad you added the line about her possibly having dug the pit in the first place.
Yup. :)
She would've kicked Jareth's arse if she had been the one whose sibling was stolen in Labyrinth.
Absolutely.
Having just started a new round of dance class last night I've been looking forwards to seeing the ballroom dance portion of this story.
Yay!
Cannot wait to read more about her, eee.

(Everyone's comments about the sibling thing are kind of weirding me out. I feel like I've missed this large dimension of human experience by dint of being an only child. Cannot wrap my head around the sibling bond, no matter how many books I read with close ones.) (Tangentially related to that, my mother is one of eleven children.)
I'm in the same boat as you -- only child, mother one of a family of twelve.

I'm not sure I really understand the sibling bond either.

seanan_mcguire

5 years ago