have I invented a new genre?

So there I am, writing some notes down, I can’t even remember what now, and I misspelled a word.  Happens all the time.  But this was one of those misspellings that opened whole new worlds of possibilities:  urbane fantasy.

What would that even look like?

I cautiously entered the drawing room, searching about me for my adversary.  There he stood, gazing out the window upon the moonlit lawn.  His coat and cravat were impeccably arranged; he struck a handsome figure.  But when he turned to me, I could see the unholy glint in his eyes, marking his true nature.

“Ah, you’ve found me at last,” he said in a cool, refined voice.

“Quite,” I said, adjusting my gloves, then removing the stake I’d hidden beneath my corset.

“Might I interest you in a drink first?” the vampire said, gesturing to a sideboard holding a splendid cut crystal decanter of what looked to be brandy.

“Thank you, but no.”

“It’s perfectly safe.  I’m not so uncouth as to resort to poison.”

“So I trust, but we’re not here to exchange pleasantries, are we?”

“On the contrary.  You look quite ravishing this evening, my dear.”

“Again, I thank you, but I would rather dispense with such.”  I smoothed my skirts one last time and prepared myself…

Hrm.  I think this has potential.

Oh, and there’s a new interview with me up at Fangoria.