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Benjamin Salazar, Esq. (of Monster City, by Kevin Wright)

Dear readers, tonight we reprint an interview held at a coffee shop with a homeless, disbarred lawyer, living on the streets of a city filled with monsters. Here’s here to tell us about the problems he faces, from drugs to werewolves.


-I’m here with Benjamin Salazar, Esq.

Mister Salazar, could you please tell us a little about where you grew up. Paint a picture. What was it like there?

Well. I grew up in the old mill city of Colton Falls, Massachusetts during the 1960’s, and what I erroneously believed, at the time, was the Golden Age of recreational drug abuse.

Little did I know my childhood experimentation with heroin and horse tranquilizers would pale in comparison to the shit the kids are pushing up their arms today.

-Ah…?

I know, I know. You see it, too. Jesus.

These kids today. Am I right?

Practically have drugs handed to them. Have everything handed to them. Don’t even have to work for it, that’s the problem. Have it prescribed by their doc or delivered by some kid named Tad who drives an Acura and lives in an old Victorian on Main Street in uptown USA.

The good shit, too. The hard shit. Synthetics straight out of China. Fentanyl. Carfentanyl. Pure. Uncut.

Man oh man…

And when they inevitably OD?

Jesus, everyone’s packing Narcan these days. Everyone. They’re literally giving it away. (Salazar digs into his briefcase and slaps a fistful of blister packs of Narcan on the table.)

See…?

But me? My day?

I had to trudge uphill through sleet and rain to score my overdose. Both ways. Into rough neighborhoods. Lawrence. Lowell. Downtown Colton Falls.

Black kids beat me up. Hispanic. White. Vietnamese. Everyone.

Jesus, even Jewish kids beat me up. My own people. And do you know how many Jews live in the Merrimack Valley?

-Uh … no. (The waitress brings us our coffees.)

About five. Really. Counting me. And they all beat me up.

Every. Single. One.

I mean, they’d take turns. Crazy, right? And one of them was my first cousin.

And … she was a girl.

-Okay, that’s … kind of sad, I guess. Maybe we should just move on. I notice you have esquire appended to your name.

Appended—?!

 Just what the hell are you getting at? (Salazar rips his glasses off.)

-It means ‘attached.’ I think.

Oh. Well. (He fixes his tie and sits back down.) Sorry about that.

Yeah. Yeah. I used to be a lawyer. A trial lawyer. Damn good one, too. That’s why I had the ‘esquire,’ ahem, appended … to my name.

Now though? I just keep it there cause I’m used to it and, truth be told, I’m a bit of a douche bag.

-A what? Oh. Never mind. Uh … so you retired from practicing law?

Retired? With the fat 401k and vacation home in the Berkshires? (Salazar takes a sip of coffee, waves a hand.)

Naw. I wish.

I was disbarred, y’see?

It’s that same old story. Perjury. Kickbacks. Abusing power. Clients. Drugs. Attempted murder.

-Wow. What a … a colorful career.

Career? Hell no, that was just my first trial.

During the opening statements.

Man, I’d gobbled down a fist full of magic mushrooms this dirty old hippy traded me for a ’63 Impala. I thought my hair was on fire!

Continue reading “Benjamin Salazar, Esq. (of Monster City, by Kevin Wright)”

Xander Portmanteau & Lyra Jones (of Cliche, by Allison Rose)

Dear readers, tonight with me are two characters that sprang out of their books to confront their authors. One, a handsome rogue, is the last chauvinist left in the feminist fantasy realm; the other is a space defender, struggling to be a strong female protagonist in books written by a pulp-fiction author.

They are here to tell us about their adventures.


Tell us a little about where you grew up. What was it like there?

Xander: My background is of little importance.

Lyra: *glares*

Xander: Oh, all right.

I was born in the village of Scrubbleypot, a three-day trek from the Landrian capital. My father was a knight in the old king’s royal guard, and died a warrior’s death on the battlefield, leaving behind his wife with child, a farm, and a cow. I was the child, and I had a miserable upbringing. My mother thought little of me because I reminded her of Father. I, in turn, think little of her.

Lyra: I was born on Terra in the year 5740. After years of rigorous training, I was inducted into the prestigious League of Space Defenders, a special force that protects the galaxy from alien threats.  In ’75, I and a team of seven other Space Huntsmen were dispatched to the Jerome Moon Outpost, in preparation of a future civilian colony.  Unfortunately, there was a … devastating incident on the base that left everyone but myself dead.  With our comms destroyed, I had no way to call home and report what had happened; instead, I’ve taken it on myself to identify the culprit and avenge my team.

Did you have any favourite toys as a child? Any cherished memories?

Xander: A great warrior does not require such … intricacies…. Actually, we were too poor to buy toys, and I hadn’t a father to carve gewgaws and baubles from fallen branches as the other lads did. I never did learn to carve my own, but perhaps I shall when I meet a woman worthy of bearing my children.

My most cherished memories are those of solitude. When I’d finish milking the cow and letting it out to pasture, I would run to the untamed forests surrounding our land and listen to the birdsong. It is possible to lose track of time in there, for it is always dark beneath the canopy of trees. Thus ends the cherishable portion of any such memories, for Mother detested when the cow got out from being left unattended.

Lyra: My favorite toys growing up were my model starcruisers and VR headset.  We all got them as space cadets for training simulations, but I figured out how to add a variety of entertaining games to my system….

What do you do now?

Lyra: I may have no contact with the League of Space Defenders, but I’m still a Space Huntress through and through.  I’d dreamed since childhood of going to space, colonizing the moon, and expanding our access to the world as much as I can.  I just hope I’ll make it back to Terra with my findings someday.

Xander: At this time, I am my own master. After a brief juncture in the Landrian army, I took up service as a rogue mercenary.  I serve whomever I please, but unlike many, I am still a man of great honor.  And alas, my heart belongs the fair ruler of Landria, Lady Jen Mondegreen. Continue reading “Xander Portmanteau & Lyra Jones (of Cliche, by Allison Rose)”

Alerich Ashimar (of Ties of Blood and Bone, by A.E. Lowan)

Dear readers, tonight with me is a wizard, a man with the soul of a poet and the heart of a demon.

His family is bound to a demon in a geas of murder and mayhem, or risks losing his father. He is here to tell us about his conflicted love life, his estranged relationships, and about deals one might strike with a demon.


Tell us a little about where you grew up. What was it like there?

I grew up at Ashimar House just outside of Guildford in Surrey in the U.K.. Ashimar House is a respectable old pile, with a great library, but it’s drafty, and Ashimars have been continuously replacing the roofs for centuries. At 13, I boarded at Eton College in Hertfordshire, just west of London. I loved everything about Eton—the sporting fields, rowing, and of course beaks who taught me my mind was more important than my money.

What was your favorite pastime as a child?

My favorite thing about Ashimar House was its library. My favorite days were the ones I could spend with a book in front of the fire. My father was an exacting man, and often found fault with a lot of what I did, but never with my love of books. Stories or knowledge, I love them both.

What have you been up to since University?

I have been living a life of parties, women, and fast cars. My mates and I have become quite the fixtures at wizard parties all over Europe. We spend our time in every part of Europe except home. My father has plans for me to take up the family business, and eventually I’ll have to, but I’ve been steering clear of Ashimar House and its secrets for as long as I can. Continue reading “Alerich Ashimar (of Ties of Blood and Bone, by A.E. Lowan)”

Spring Showers Sci-fi, Fantasy, Mystery Thrillers Box Set Giveaway!

spring-showers-sci-fi-fantasy-mystery-thrillers-box-set-giveaway-wide-smallYou’re here because you like reading, right? Right now, over thirty authors (some who have appeared here as well) are giving away novels, short stories and previews for you to read at no cost to yourself, except the time it takes to download this huge boxed-set.

You pay nothing and they work for days, weeks and sometimes years to put these stories together for you – so please be aware that by downloading this boxed-set you are giving permission to the authors who have contributed to the boxed-set to include your email address on their list of newsletter subscribers. This is a fair exchange for their work you receive for free (and you can unsubscribe later at any time).

Once you click and subscribe, you will be directed to link to download your free extremely large volume of reading that will keep your mind and heart entertained for many weeks to come. In fact, since this giveaway was so large, a second gigantic boxed set is in the works and in July you will automatically receive a link to download that second one without having to do a thing, except enjoy it!

Click below and opt in, and you will automatically be given the download link for the gigantic box set filled with exciting new worlds, fantasies and adventures of mystery and suspense:

Spring Showers Sci-fi, Fantasy, Mystery Thrillers Box Set Giveaway

Enjoy!

We won!

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Over at Virtual FantasyCon 2017, the awards were given out last weekend. (Voting and ceremonies were held in advance of the main con events, Oct 16th-22nd).

Well, guess who got best fantasy blog of the year?

Damn right! We’re so proud 🙂

So make sure you take a peek at the Authors page, to see both published and upcoming interviews. And don’t forget to follow the blog (bottom right) to get updates on each new interview!

(ps. We’ve updated our cover image and logo, for a shiny new look! Now go subscribe…)

Exciting Stuff!

Big NewsNot an interview, just a bit of news.

No, JK Rowling hasn’t responded yet.

It’s… What? No, it’s not Jon Snow either.

OK, so the somewhat-less-than-all-that-exciting news is that we have revamped the Authors & Interviews page!

Not only have we given it a crisp new look, we also link to the main genres for each novel. So go now, take a look, see if there is anything you missed, or something that’s about to come that catches your fancy. Don’t forget to subscribe (the Follow button at the bottom) so that you don’t miss out on new interviews.

Go on, meet someone new. Fall in love with a fiction.

 

Malia Poole (of Shadow of the Hare by Donna Dechen Birdwell)

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Dear readers, tonight with me is someone we don’t normally see – an author. But don’t worry, she is also the protagonist in her own novel, set in a world where books have ceased to matter and barely exist.

She is here to tell us about how things changed through the 21st century, and how after fifty years of self-imposed exile, she returns to a world far more terrifying than the one she fled. In Dallas, Nigeria, and India she doggedly pursues the truth her heart demands.

 

 

Tell us a little about where you grew up. What was it like there?

I was born in 2015 and grew up in a world that no longer exists. We were living in Dallas, Texas, which was still part of the United States then, and I was named after one of the daughters of the President. I always believed—and I suppose this is true of most children—that my family and everything we did was normal and natural. We were neither poor nor privileged, or at least we didn’t think we were. Mine was the last generation to grow to adulthood in the world before the youth miracle drug Chulel and before they started sending children to boarding colonies to be raised by professionals.

Wait. If you were born in 2015, how old are you now?

Yes, well, you would want to ask, wouldn’t you? I’m 111. Most people my age still look about 22, but for various reasons, I was never as devoted to Chulel as most people. I took it for maybe 30 years, but then I quit. So, yes, I look old. But not as old as 111 used to look, right? Continue reading “Malia Poole (of Shadow of the Hare by Donna Dechen Birdwell)”

Wenn Twyner (of Escape from Neverland by Nils Visser)

wyrde-woods-1-escape-from-neverlandDear readers, remember all the times your mother told you not to stray into the woods? Well, tonight with me is a young girl who didn’t quite listen, and went strolling into the Wyrde Woods. Only a few miles away from the dilapidated council estate where she lives, but worlds apart.

She is here to tell us about what she saw, and how her perceptions were challenged. 

 

 

Tell us a little about where you grew up. What was it like there?

I’ve been mangled in the care system for most of my life. Care homes, institutions, clinics and, erm, sometimes juvenile detention. It wasn’t….it wasn’t safe, that’s all I have to say about it. Some places were worse than others, but none offered any sense of security.

Did you have any favourite toys as a child? Any cherished memories?

My cup of tea was reading. I’ve always been a voracious reader. So I suppose my favourite ‘toy’ was Susan Cooper’s The Dark is Rising series, especially Greenwitch. I literally devoured those books. Reading was an escape from whatever dump I’d been placed in. As for memories…..sometimes I have very vague memories of my mum and dad, a few images, but they’re like blurry photographs, the focus always just out of reach. Then again, I might just be projecting, my imagination playing tricks on me.

What can you tell us about your latest adventure?

I ended up at the OJCH in Odesby. At first things were alright, in a forlorn hope kind of way, but then…..things took a turn for the worse there. I went for a walk to vent off steam. A long walk which took me to the large woods north of town; the Wyrde Woods. Except they seem like more than just a woods. It’s difficult to explain but just about everything that happens there seems like an adventure to me. Continue reading “Wenn Twyner (of Escape from Neverland by Nils Visser)”

#VirtualFantasyCon Blog Hunt – Auden Johnson

Hi, I’m Assaph Mehr, author of Murder In Absentia, and I’m your host for this stop in the Hunt.

If you would like to find out more about the Hunt, please click here – http://vfcscavengerhunt.weebly.com/
Somewhere on this page is a hidden number. Collect all the numbers from all the authors’ posts, and then add them up. Once you’ve added all the numbers, and if I am your last author, please head to the official website and click on the ENTER HERE page to find the entry form. Only entries will the correct number will qualify to win.

The author I’m pleased to be hosting for Virtual FantasyCon’s Blog Hop Hunt today is fantasy Author, Auden Johnson.


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Learn the relationships and trials of a new generation of powerful beings. In The Merging Worlds series you meet the Sciell. You’ll discover there’s energy in Darkness. The Sciell use this energy to protect what’s important to them. They age slower and have unusual features like white hair, silver eyes and dark brown skin. Throughout the series, you’re given pieces of the dark puzzle about the Sciell; their history and family relationships and the origin of the energy they wield.

In Jael, it all started with Mascenore Tahylur.

The Darkness was possessed by nine beings who escaped from their world, abandoning their bodies. The Darkness in Jael became their bodies. They, unwittingly, gave it the ability to create energy.

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Humans found ways to access this energy, spells mostly. Getting the power wasn’t easy. Few could touch it without being killed. Though many knew about this energy, many more didn’t believe in it. Those who practiced using it were often killed. They hid in the thick forests of Middle Jael and in mountains to practice in peace.
Their spells ripped open Darkness to get the power. They cut open the nine beings who lived in Darkness. The beings were stuck, tortured for a hundred years. Soon, their minds were so far gone they forgot where they came from. They only wanted freedom.

The nine beings were siblings. The oldest was named Haylan Kahya. He attempted to place his mind in a new body, an adult human. Connecting with Darkness allows you to see other’s bad memories. You get near and those bad memories reach out for you. The new hosts couldn’t handle such horrifying images. They removed Haylan’s mind, killing themselves. After many unsuccessful attempts, Haylan decided to put part of his mind inside a child. He figured, as the child grew, the body would become better able to handle the memories.

He befriended an abandoned child, Mascenore Tahylur. The boy agreed to become a host. Mascenore wouldn’t lose control of his body. Haylan would live inside him, granting him long life and a companion forever. Haylan stayed with Mascenore for years, slowly transferring his mind into the new body, creating a space inside where he could live safely without being tortured. It worked. Mascenore learned to close his mind to other’s twisted memories. Haylan settled inside him. Mascenore became the first Sciell.

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Haylan granted Mascenore the ability to open Darkness and use its energy, without hurting those still connected to it. Haylan was happy. Mascenore soon, was not. Humans knew he was different. They demanded he use his power to help them. Because of his presence, it became difficult for human to access the energy in Darkness. When Mascenore refused to help them, they treated him like he was a demon. His body overflowed with power. It did things, bad things to those around him. He spent years alone, unable to have a family. He became angry with Haylan.

One day, Mascenore found himself in a village that used abandoned children as slaves. He happened upon a little girl and boy in distress. He felt an instant bond with them for these two were already touched by the energy in Darkness. He saved them both. The children had four other friends. Mascenore took all six children with him.

Haylan decided they would be the hosts for his siblings. Unfortunately, too much time had passed. His remaining two siblings became lost in Darkness. They are partially the reason Darkness still has energy. The other part, the Kahya siblings left their ability to create energy inside Darkness. Giving their new hosts power wasn’t their main concern.
Eygress, Bley, Resnick, Orena, Sanher and Sexton became Mascenore’s children. They were the first Sciell family.

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Excerpt from Book 1: The Sciell

“Maggot infested garbage must exist between those ears. I let it go once. You told me you would not walk around alone. I am really tired, Shade, of seeing you bleeding and beaten.” He rubbed the bridge of his nose. “And if you apologize, I’ll rip off your barren head. You’re apparently incapable of using whatever dim knowledge your moth-eaten brain possesses.”
His angered-fueled words had long since lost any ability to hurt her.
“On top of that, you took half of Wraith’s Lifeblood to launch a physical attack on a Del’Praeli in sceadu. Have I taught you nothing?”
She grinned. “Well, when you put it like that…”
He stopped pacing and faced her. Shade tried not to run screaming.
“This is not a joke, child.”
He raked his fingers through his hair, turning it as wild as his 21 eyes. Nothing Shade said would calm him down. She had to try, though.
“Five years in the human city made me forget how bad it was here. I know Del’Praeli were awful to me. In my memories, they didn’t seem that bad.” Shade unclenched the fist she didn’t know she had balled. Vayle calmed down. “I guess I don’t have…”
His glare cut off her sentence. Once again, she said too much.
“You, baby sister, keep trying to fit your body in a box it was never meant to be in.”
Vayle’s famous saying. His expression eased. She smiled weakly.

About the Author

Auden JohnsonAuden tells stories with words and images. As a kid, she created her own books by folding several construction papers in half and stapling them down the middle, adding her own illustrations. No matter how hard she tried, she couldn’t get away from writing. She holds a B.A. in English, a M.S. in Library and Information Science and a M.S. in Publishing: Digital and Print. She studied Creative Writing in England. She’s an Author/Marketing Consultant for Aubey LLC, a small press publisher. She currently lives in Brooklyn, NY. Her short stories and novellas are on Amazon. Her novels can be found on aubeyllc.com. She loves answering your publishing, writing, personal brand or marketing questions. Email her at audendjohnson@gmail.com.

To connect with Auden visit: Website | Blog | Facebook | Instagram | Twitter | Newsletter


Did you find the number? If you did, then click Auden Johnson’s link – http://audenstreasury.blogspot.com/ to continue Virtual FantasyCon’s Blog Hop Hunt.

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