And Angela Brown, author of Neverlove:
Born and raised in Little Rock, AR, Angela now calls Central Texas home. She's a lover of Wild Cherry Pepsi and chocolate/chocolate covered delicious-ness. Steampunk, fantasy and paranormal to contemporary - mostly young adult - fill her growing library of books. Mother to a rambunctious darling girl aptly nicknamed Chipmunk, life stays busy. Her favorite quote keeps her moving: "You may never know what results come of your action, but if you do nothing there will be no result." ~ Mahatma Gandhi
I'm certain you've seen both ladies (and books) around the blog-world of late, so you know they're a class act (and just dang fun). The post is in the form of a character interview--very funny stuff, btw. So please welcome Gwen and Angela, as well as the ladies of Neverlove and Givin' Up The Ghost!
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E.J.: Today at The Open Vein, I’m hosting the casts of both Neverlove and Givin’ Up The Ghost, so I thought we’d have a bit of fun. You know, a bit of friendly competition. Just to see what the women of these two novels can do, you understand.
THE LINE-UP
Stage left, the cast of Givin’ Up The Ghost
Indigo Eady - Long black braid, blue eyes, wearing jeans and sweatshirt. Psychic, ghost whisperer, psychometry reader.
Franny - Black hair in an up-do, voluminous scarlet skirts, tiny waist, and overflowing bosom. Ghost, former 19th century madam, speaks to the living.
Stage right, the cast of Neverlove
Abby Bishop – Dark brown hair, hazel eyes in white chocolate mocha skin, full lips, wearing a red hooded cloak. Cleanser and agent of heaven, soul rescuer.
Pam - Blonde hair, blue eyes, skin tight black leather from head to toe. Harvestor and agent of hell, consumes soul energy.
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Anything you can do, I can do better,
I can do anything better than you.”
*Audience applause*
E.J.: *Shuffles index cards* First up is Indigo versus Pam. Indigo, what can you do better than Pam?
*Indigo and Pam meet center stage*
Indigo: Well EJ, I thought I’d show you a bit of psychometry. If Pam will just give me her hand...
Pam: You’d better make this good, psycho-girl...
Indigo: Psychometry! I read energy. There’s no need to be mean, Pam.
Pam: Whatever.
*Pam reluctantly holds out her right hand, and Indigo takes it.*
Indigo: *A film rolls through her head and is projected onto a theater-sized overhead screen*
Pam’s lips are locked onto a man’s as a woman stands shocked nearby. Pam releases the man and he falls, soulless, to the ground.
*The audience boos and hisses*
*Indigo tries to pull her hand back to break the connection, but Pam holds tight and grins. Indigo’s face begins to distort*
Franny: *whooshes to enter stage*
Oh no you DON’T devil-girl!
*a power surge erupts from Franny’s fingertips, sending Pam sprawling backwards.*
You’ll not suck the soul out of my girl.
Pam: No? Well how about you, Miss Madam. Seems to me you sold your soul to the devil a long time ago.
Abby: *Runs to center stage. Extensions shoot from her arms, silver pistols protruding from each hand*
All right, Pam. That’s enough. This was supposed to be a demonstration, not an opportunity for you to suck souls.
Pam: *a sly glance* Well, I couldn’t let her show my secrets to the world, could I? And put those pistols away. Like you said, it’s just a demonstration. I’m sorry you didn’t like it.
E.J.: *laughs* Ladies, ladies. I’m sure the Pretty Pamela meant no harm...
Pam: No indeed, E.J. *sidles up next to him and brings her lips close to his*
E.J.: *turns pale* Well this has been a very interesting demonstration, yes indeed. Let’s call it a success and bring this show to a close. *dashes backstage muttering, Never Again.*
Now where do you suppose EJ ran off to?
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