This is the first giveaway. It is open to all, with the caveat that if you are outside the United States, you must be willing to pay postage if you win. I am sorry about that, but I can't afford international postage right now. If that's cool with you, yay! If it's not, I really am sorry, and hopefully will win the lottery soon.
To enter, leave a comment with your location (US/non-US), and what super power you would have if you lived in Velveteen's universe. Winners will be selected via random number generator, BUT! If you don't include everything above, you cannot win.
I will randomly select a winner on Sunday, November 18th, so that I can mail the book before Thanksgiving.
Good luck! Game on!
November 14 2012, 20:34:26 UTC 4 years ago
Queen Elizabeth, The British Crown on a head that for over fifty years has not bowed to any threat, addressed her generals. "Gentlemen, Ladies, the situation is dire. The great-grandson of Gojira is approaching London Bridge as we speak, and soon, even Buckingham Palace will fall prey to the terrible onslaught. I am ready to hear your suggestions."
"Ma'am," said the General of Generals. "We have given it our all. Our tanks lie crushed under its mighty feet. Our aircraft plucked out of the sky between its terrible jaws. Its skin resists our every weapon. All is lost!"
"That will not happen, General," said the Queen. "The British Empire will not stand for it. Anyone else?"
One of the biologists stirred, hesitated to speak, then stepped forward. "Your Majesty, it is well known of these creatures that they cannot abide a diet that includes salt. Anything even remotely salty is abhorrent to them, and they will fly, retching in disgust. But how, how, can we make the whole City of London taste more salty?"
At that moment, the door was thrown open and he entered. Clad in a shiny dark catsuit, wearing a red hat with two small protruberances left and right of his head. Of course. Him. Often laughed at for the sheer uselessness of his superpower, treated by all British Superheroes with unequivocal disdain. But not today. All his life had led up to this, and all would be in his debt forever.
He raised himself to his full height, then bowed to the Queen.
"Never fear, Your Majesty. This is a job for..."
He took a deep breath.
"KIKKOMAN!!"
November 14 2012, 20:38:17 UTC 4 years ago