You really need to be on your best behavior today.
I’m always on my best behavior.
Well, what I mean is be nice, and no blowing anything up.
We want to make her feel at home.
What’s so special about this chic?
You don’t understand! This is Jocelyn Adams. She’s the author of “The Glass Man”.
It was one of my favorite books last year.
Wonderful. First I have to worry about headless men. Now I have to worry about men made of glass?
This is a very odd planet you have here.
Then why don’t you go home and find someone else’s blog to haunt?
Why would I do that?
I have too much fun here blowing stuff up with you.
I’m, Umm, honored.
Well, let’s let this hoity toity wonderful author-like person in.
I’ll see if she’s worth all the hub bub.
Why do I have a bad feeling about this?
Hey! Look at that.
She really is blue.
Come on in and have a seat.
Make yourself comfortable.
So, Miss Jocelyn Adams.
Jennifer M. Eaton seems to think you are “all that”, but I’ve never heard of you.
No? I’m an author who often has one foot through the crazy door, who can’t seem to shut out all of the voices in my head. Shut up! I’m talking to the Blue Lady here!
Umm, okaaaayyy… [turns to Jennifer]
This one’s two rockets short of a launch sequence.
I know! Isn’t she cool?
Ask her a question.
Okay, Miss voices in her head.
What exactly do you want, here?
What I want is a giant slice of peach pie with ice cream and a whole stack of people to read and love my book.
Huh. Unless you’re gonna bake it, there’s no pie here.
Is there anything else you want?
Maybe a major book deal,
but I’m more likely to get the pie, so I’ll start with that.
Humph. Well, if what Jennifer M. Eaton says is true, you are quite the pen wielder.
Why would she like you book more than anyone else’s?
Because I carved out a piece of my soul and slapped it down on the paper.
That sounds wonderfully ghastly!
Tell me more.
Okay, so I didn’t really do that since it would have hurt like hell, but I still laid myself bare to get this one written.
Grrr…. And here I thought we’d bonded.
So tell me.
Why would I want to read this new novel of yours?
Hmm, sexy, mischievous fae men and a glimpse into the mysterious workings of my original villain, Parthalan, might be carrot enough, no?
Oh! Love Love Loooooove Parthalan.
AKA “The Glass Man” Best. Villain. Ever. Nuff Said.
He was great fun to write.
Well, I need more than a hunky man. Fae or not.
Tell me Miss Hears Voices and Carves Out Her Heart…Does anything explode?
Yes, actually, something does explode.
Oh! That is exciting. Who do you blow up?
Is it the good guy?
There’s not enough blowing up of the good guy on this planet.
I can’t tell you what or who without spoiling the story, so you’ll have to read it yourself for the big kaboom.
Okay, I’m actually excited about this.
Tell me more.
Rise of the Magi is the third and last leg of Lila Gray’s journey. She grew up thinking she was human even though she’s a fae designed by the hard knocks of her life to become the weapon that will keep mankind from receiving their pink slips. In this last book, Lila has grown into her leadership role and is faced with relationship, baby, and cannibalistic tree issues, along with discovering her place in an ancient prophecy. And the villain in this book is a nasty piece of work, too. I’m quite proud of that.
Explosions ANNNNDDD Cannibalistic Trees? Oh! What fun!
You sound like my kind of gal.
Have you ever exploded anything, just for fun?
My brother and I used to blow up crickets with firecrackers when I was little because they’re bloody annoying, does that count?
Oh! Those little chirping things? Hmmm. Never thought of exploding something smaller than me, but they ARE annoying.
I like to take over worlds on my spare time. Would you like to join me?
Well, I don’t know. I tried to snatch the moon once, but my cardboard box shuttle had a malfunction and dumped me on my arse. I’ve settled for conquering my hammock in the back yard instead.
Okay, fun but not smart.
You need to coat the cardboard with space polymers to get out of the atmosphere, silly.
Ohhhhhh. SO that’s what I did wrong.
I love your hair by the way.
I’ve never had blue hair, but lots of other colors. I have painted my husband’s hair blue, once. A blue Mohawk to be exact.
Oh! He must have looked absolutely Martianly!
I bet he looked hawt!
It was definitely different.
You know what?
Why don’t you hang out and stay a while.
Would you like some dessert?
Umm, Little Blue Lady, all I have is Strawberry Cheese Cake.
You’re allergic to red stuff, remember?
Hey, Jocelyn Adams.
How about you tell me what it tastes like.
Oh Oh. [Snickers]
Show don’t tell, Jocelyn.
[Clears her throat and takes a bite]
I slide my spoon into white, creamy goodness, making sure to nick a little of the fresh strawberry sauce and whipped cream, and bring it to my mouth. The richness of the cream cheese and sweetness of the berries slide across my tongue, and I moan as I lick the spoon clean of every last speck before diving in again.
Wow! Scrape those strawberries off, because I want a bite.
Thumbs up for Jocelyn Adams!
Does that mean I can give away a copy of my book?
Not only that.
How about one copy of Rise of the Magi, and all commenters get a chance to win ALL THREE BOOKS?
That’s a great idea. How about I make the three books paperback, and I’ll sign them?
Oh! You are just delectable!
Now, let’s go coat that cardboard box over there with space polymers and I’ll show you how to properly get to the moon.
- A Special Guest: Lucky Interviews Author Nonnie Jules (luckylifelessons.com)