The lovely Hart Johnson has me at her blog today:
You'll get to see some of the beautiful interior illustrations to END OF DAYS by Leonora Roy ... and have to put up with my boring drivel as DayStar puts it!
Not boring at all is Hart's visit with Talli Roland. Give sparkle to your day and visit them:
Victoria Smith and Jaycee DeLorenzo are hosting the Girls Just Wanna Have Fun Blog Hop!
Once I saw the instructions for this hop, I knew I had to join:
Interview a heroine of your manuscript, novel, or WIP by a fellow female counterpart also from one of your written works. Your featured heroine can be interviewed by her best friend, a heroine from another one of your written works, a sister, the opportunities are endless!
My heroine is ALICE WENTWORTH of END OF DAYS:
I circled Maija Shinseen as she likewise circled me. We were in her throne room of her inner sanctum, Kumonosu-jō.
She translated it as THRONE OF BLOOD. She lied. It meant "Spider Web Castle."
Maija caressed the remote triggering devise in her hand with her too-long fingers.
"Answer my questions truthfully, ghoul, or I will detonate the bomb I have placed in your beloved Meilori's."
I nodded silently, biding my time.
"Good. A new law says you have to change your name to match your personality. What would you call yourself?"
I smile, showing my sharp teeth. "Ice."
Maija frowned, "What is your greatest fear?"
"I have suffered it and endured: the death of my only love."
Maija slowed her circling. I matched her, knowing that her pet spider was creeping up from behind me. She murmured, "If you had a theme song, what would it be?"
Thanks to my love's incessant humming of the tune, I had the perfect answer as I showed more of my sharp, sharp teeth. "HUNGRY LIKE THE WOLF."
With my ghoul's hearing, I heard the silk scuttling of giant spider legs behind me as Maija smiled, "If you wrote an autobiography of your life, what would the title be?"
As I turned to mist, letting Maija's giant spider lunge through me, I murmured, "THE QUICK AND THE DEAD."
I watched Maija scream as her spider sank its fangs into her squirming body. The detonator skittered to my re-formed feet. I picked it up, humming "HUNGRY LIKE THE WOLF."