When screenwriters have boring exposition that they need to get into the story, and have no other way of spicing it up, they use a technique called The Pope In The Pool. Anyone familiar with Blake Snyder’s Save The Cat! will recognize the term. For those who aren’t familiar with it, what it boils down to is this: roll out the boring stuff while giving the audience something pretty or interesting to look at. The very best example of this I’ve ever seen is an episode of Castle, in which a not-so-amicably divorcing couple demolish each other’s possessions while Castle and Beckett run down the facts of the case for the audience and duck projectiles. Good stuff, that.

Today, I’m going to borrow the technique and use it for my own ends – namely, to distract from the fact that I don’t really have anything to say.

So, without further ado, I’d like to introduce you to my oh-so-pretty Killer B’s boys…

On the left is Vlad, my vampire boy, and on the right is Grady, my wolf boy. They’re so pretty, they make it hard to tear my eyes away. But, sadly, that’s not going to get Unleashed to a publishable state. It’s almost done – everything but the big finish, as it were – but writing sex is hard, damn it (no pun intended), so I’d better go. I’ll leave you to look at my pretty, pretty boys.