TLS Special SNEAK PEEK Feature

The Lemonade Stand has spent years bringing you the best the fandom has to offer, and we are very excited to have the chance to offer you MORE. We’ve watched stories grow and develop from first post through COMPLETE, and now we’re sharing previews of the stories that will soon be your new addiction.

This week, TLS is excited to have the talented writer planetblue, as our guest! She has written classics like Deviant, Channel Five, & Badlands and this lady never fails to surprise us with her creativity. Take a peek at her upcoming story, Edward Takes a Holiday, which intrigues me because it was born of the contest I co-hosted with CarrieZM, called Control.Possess.Seduce!!!

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Edward Takes a Holiday

 by planetblue

Summary: The girl’s not going to know what hit her. 

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When I was asked to give a sneak peek of my new story to the lovely ladies here at TLS, the first feelings I experienced were excitement, happiness, and gratitude that they wanted it. All was good in my world. 

Until reality set in, in the form of a confusing, nerve-racking cloud that made my head spin as I was completely perplexed about how to discuss this thing I’d written that (to me) is hard to summarize without giving it all away. 

With no clues as to what to do or say, I decided to put it on someone else, and have Edward himself tell us about the story since I couldn’t come up with anything (I felt) that was safe to discuss.

PB: Hello, Edward, thanks for sitting down with me. Can I offer you a drink before we start?

Edward: Scotch. Balblair, neat.

PB: I, uh, don’t have that. I have wine?

Edward: An acceptable Malbec?

PB: Er, no. Sparkling white with a screw cap.

Edward: (Shudders) Pass. Let’s just start the inquisition, even though I’m mystified why you wouldn’t be prepared to offer me, the character you created, his preferred beverage.

PB:  Having you here was a last minute decision of panic, I apologize. 

Edward: You should always be prepared; it’s not something to be overlooked. That being said, can I offer you one of my Xanax?

PB: Noted, and no, thank you. So, you’re up to a new adventure. What can you tell us about it? 

Edward: Nothing, really. Nothing I care to share. 

PB: Why not?

Edward: I’m a very private person. If I told you, I’d have to kill you.

PB: If you can’t say anything, why did you agree to do this?

Edward: I find myself agreeing to things I don’t want to do a lot lately. Oh! There you go; it’s about me being forced to go on a holiday. Is that enough?

PB: Not really, but let’s talk about this ‘forced’ thing. Who forced you, and why?

Edward: My brother and his irritating wife. They thought I could use a break. I disagreed, they insisted, so off I went. 

PB: I’m picturing you in many different locations…

Edward: Are you, now... (Leaning in) Based on your nervous fidgeting, your obvious attraction to me, and your shallow breathing I’d say that you’re really picturing me naked. 

PB: Uh…

Edward: I may or may not wear a bathing suit in this one. Lucky you.

PB: (Swallowing) That works. Anything fun happen on this vacation?

Edward: Loads. 

PB: Anything about meeting a girl as mentioned in the very vague, one-sentence summary?

Edward: If that’s how you want to interpret it, sure.

PB: There’s another way?

Edward: When you’re given such little data, it could really be anything, couldn't it? I like the summary, actually, the non-information given. I approve.

PB: I’m not sure readers would agree. They use summaries and sneaks such as these to determine what to read next. The writer (ahem) has a terrible trait of giving nothing away - cryptic summaries, not answering questions like how many chapters to expect, and giving no warnings. 

Edward: I can’t speak for the (super cute) author, but I know I prefer to not reveal anything about my activities. I like to remain as anonymous as possible. 

PB: If you won’t tell us anything about your holiday, can you tell us how she came up with this idea?

Edward: I believe after I burned Bella’s house down in Crazy Like That, she needed a break from the… crazy. She wrote two other tales for me that she may revisit, but the idea to send me in a more light-hearted direction came from her inability to enter the Control.Possess.Seduce contest since she was a judge. One of the hosts, who is also her lovely beta, Carrie ZM,  asked her what she would do if she could enter, and here we are.

PB: So are you controlling, possessing, or seducing in this story?

Edward: Seducing. Definitely seducing. But there’s a bit of the other two in there, just because of who I am, what I’ve become. 

PB: Can you tell us anything else? Maybe about why your brother and sister-in-law thought you needed a break?

Edward: (Sigh) If you insist, I’ll share the discussion we had about it, but that’s all you’re getting from me. 

PB: I guess I’ll take what I can get.

“Rosalie and I think you need a break.” He says it really fast; like he’s afraid I’m going to take offense to this. Which of course, I do.

“I don’t need a break, Emmett. There’s no reason for a vacation as long as we have clients.” I pause, suddenly anxious. “We do have clients, do we not?” I look between him and the blonde who acts as our company accountant, and she narrows her eyes at me. 

“Of course we do, Edward.”

“Then what’s the problem?” 

Emmett clears his throat and perches on the front of his desk, his big hands squeezing the wood. “We feel it’s in the best interest of the business if you take a little rest, that’s all.”

“Have I screwed up? The answer to that is no and your request for a break is no. The business is fine as long as we’re all doing our jobs.”

“Oh hell, Emmett, if you won’t tell him I will. You’re turning into an asshole, Edward. You need a fucking vacation.”

My eyes widen and my hand covers my heart, feigning offense. “An asshole? Me? What in God’s name would a vacation do for the best part of my personality?”

“Your ‘personality’ as you call it is one that has become unpleasant. I’m tired of you growling at me and biting Emmett's head off. You yelled at me just last week because we ran out of coffee.”

“Well how can we run out of coffee? This is Seattle for Christ’s sake. Walk four feet out the door and you’ve run into some dirty grunge hipster’s shop playing World music and charging five dollars for a latte.” 

PB: I have to say, they weren’t wrong. You are kind of an asshole.

Edward: Thank you!

PB: Not a compliment… well, I suppose I have to thank you for sharing that meager sneak.

Edward: (Smiling evilly) I might’ve told the author to edit it a bit before I shared it. Can’t have you knowing everything, now can we?

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It  has been really fun to watch planetblue grow and develop as a writer. I’ve been a fan from the beginning. She outdoes herself each story and she’s been a TLS favorite from the start. This writer takes a lot of pride in her fan connection and never fails to respond to them. Make sure to put planetblue on alert, so you can follow along with us! 

~ Nic