Character Interview: James

It’s time for another character interview, and since I’m currently writing the next James novella (FF4.5), I thought it would be a great time to hear from everyone’s favorite grim. If you’ve been around since the beginning, you might remember the James-inspired banner above. I used it on my website back before I had it professionally designed. (Hopefully, it looks decent on whatever device you’re reading this on.)  🙂 But on to the interview… Once again, I asked fans to provide the questions and they responded with quite a list. So, without further ado, I give you James Huntsman, death incarnate and all around great guy. Becca: Thanks for stopping by, James. James: No problem. (looks concerned) I’m not so sure about the introduction, though. Becca: Which part? James: Someone who doesn’t know me might think I’m a little full of myself. Becca: Well, I’m assuming that only those who know your story would read this interview—and they already know what a great guy you are. Beyond that, it was my line. It’s what I think of you. James: (blushes) Thanks. Becca: You don’t have a problem with the death incarnate part? James: That part is true. Becca: (laughs) Good thing you’re a great guy. Which is a nice lead in to our first question. How is it that you are a kind, thoughtful person while your brothers are, well, insane psychopaths? They raised you, right? James: Yes, they raised me. I don’t remember my mother and my father died when I was very young—though I understand he was much like my brothers. Or they, like him. Becca: Addie always insisted that you must have been adopted. James: I can see why she thought that. I had spent my entire life wondering why I was so different from my brothers. Until I met Addie, I thought it was a failing on my part. But it was Ian who truly explained it. Becca: Ian? James: I don’t like to give him credit for anything, but he did offer the best explanation. Becca: What’s that? James: My brothers are still human. They have just enough hellhound blood to enhance their physical abilities, while maintaining their human egos and...

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Lords of the Dead: A Short Story

Happy Halloween! Here’s a special treat for Final Formula fans. Whether you’re new to the series, or you’ve read every book, this short story is accessible to all. There’s nothing to spoil later books for new readers, and established fans will gain added insight into a couple of familiar characters. Hope you like it! Update – If you would like a copy of this story, I’ve included it in Blood Gifts, a novella featuring the Nelson brothers as young men.  Read an excerpt here: Blood Gifts Pick up a copy of Blood Gifts at: Amazon | Kobo | Barnes & Noble | Smashwords | Apple Lords of the Dead Chapter 1 Halloween, 1803 Lory knelt behind the tombstone, the weathered granite cold beneath his palm. Moonlight sparkled off the dew-laden grass, dew that would most likely be frost come morning. No surprise, considering that this was the last day of October. He wiggled his toes in an attempt to warm them and wished he had worn heavier socks. But his brother had sprung this idea on him without warning, so he hadn’t had a lot of time to prepare. He glanced over at where his brother knelt behind the tombstone to his right. Lex had closed his eyes, but he was grinning. Lory could feel him using his magic to animate the dead a few yards ahead of them, and marveled anew at his brother’s skill. It made no sense that Lex was so much better than he was. Lex was only ten minutes older. A low chant began, and Lory leaned around his tombstone to see what the dozen men and women in dark cloaks were doing now. He couldn’t make out their identities beneath the hoods each wore, and there was little more than size to distinguish one from another. Their only item of ornamentation was a belt holding a small ceremonial dagger. A lit candelabra and an open book lay atop the stone sarcophagus they were gathered around. He didn’t know if the grave held significance for them or if it just served as a table. Not that it mattered. Things were about to get interesting. It was the body inside the stone box that Lex had animated. “Now?” Lory whispered....

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Character Interview: Addie

Continuing with my month of fun, I’ve finally got my next character interview ready to go. Also, I’ve added a new item to the menu bar at the top of the page called FF Fans. I’ve gathered all the fun Final Formula related posts there. Things like character interviews, alternative point-of-view scenes, and (eventually) some short stories. It’s just an organization thing so fans don’t have to scroll through a bunch of old posts to find the fun stuff. Granted, it doesn’t have a huge amount of content, but I hope to change that. Now, on to the interview. Today’s victim is Addie Daulton, everyone’s favorite alchemist and smartass.   🙂   Becca: Hey, Addie. Thanks for taking time away from the workbench to talk with us today. Addie: I’m digging my introduction. (laughs) Smartass? Becca: If the shoe fits… Addie: Oh, it does. (winks) Thanks for having me. Now maybe Ian will shut up about what an honor it was to be interviewed by you. Becca: (tries not to laugh) Has that been a problem? Addie: Well, you know what a humble guy he is. He only brings it up about once an hour. Becca: Sorry about that. Addie: (waves away the apology) That’s just Ian. But I assume we’re not here to talk about him. Becca: No. This time, fans want to learn more about you. They even supplied a list of questions. (picks up a sheet of paper) Addie: Wow, that’s some list. Good thing I turned off the hot plate. Becca: You didn’t leave Ian to watch it? Addie: He’s out. I suspect he went shopping. He’s still looking to replace that smoking jacket. (rolls her eyes) Becca: Hmm. (tries not to look guilty) Shall we begin? Addie: Hit me. Becca: (turns to question list) The most popular topic is your past. Addie: I’m not sure how much I can tell you about that. The amnesia makes my recall a bit spotty. Becca: Ha ha. I believe these questions are about how you deal with that. For example, do you ever wonder if you have any relatives out there? Parents, siblings, or good friends who don’t know what became of...

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Alternative POV Scene: Rowan in The Final Formula

As promised, here’s a new alternative POV scene from The Final Formula.  Like the first scene I did, this one is also in Rowan’s POV.  If you didn’t get to read the first one, it’s offered as a bonus when you sign up for my newsletter.  If you’d like to learn more about my newsletter, I did a post about it here. *** The Element and the Alchemist   The door closed and Rowan slumped in his chair. Just one more petitioner to go. God, what a long morning. He leaned his head back and rubbed both hands over his face. Normally, this aspect of his job didn’t bother him. He actually enjoyed talking with his people and helping them settle disputes, or work out some magical anomaly. But he just couldn’t get into it today—and deep down, he knew why. He shoved himself to his feet, and tugging up the hood of his gray robe, walked to the nearest bookshelf. He pulled down a book at random and began leafing through the pages, hoping something would draw his attention. Something to make him stop thinking about last night, when he found an intruder in the kitchen right here at the Elemental Offices. An intruder he had ended up kissing. “Don’t go there,” he told himself, though it was too late. He was already thinking about the little thief in the skin-tight body suit he had caught pilfering one of his glasses. At some point, he had lost his mind and let her take a glass in exchange for a kiss. Clearly, he needed to take his brother’s advice and date more. A knock sounded at the library door and Rowan’s heart beat quicker despite himself. She wouldn’t be knocking at his door. Hell, he would probably never see her again. No doubt, she congratulated herself on the successful heist of one of the Flame Lord’s glasses. It would impress her friends, or maybe the handsome young stud she was dating. The double doors opened and Bradley stepped inside. The young man stood at attention, looking every bit the polished servant in his black livery. Rowan still found it a surprise that people of this...

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Character Interview: Rowan

Back in June, I decided to interview some of the characters from my Final Formula series. Fans voted, both here and on my Facebook page, and selected Ian, closely followed by Rowan. With the voting so close, I decided to interview both characters. I did one interview last month and today I’ll do the other.  If you missed it, you can read Ian’s interview here. Today I’ll be interviewing Rowan, Fire Element and leader of the New Magic community—though some say, he leads the whole magical community. But there are a few necromancers who would disagree with that. 😉 Now for the man of the hour: His Grace, the Lord of Flames.   Becca: Thanks for stopping in, Rowan. I know you’re a busy guy. Rowan: (straightens in his chair) It was no trouble. And I should clarify that I’m only responsible for New Magic, though I try to maintain a good working relationship with Old Magic. Lately, that’s become difficult. Becca: So we’ve seen. Perhaps things will get better. Rowan: I suspect you will ensure that it doesn’t. Becca: It’s nothing personal, but there is no story without conflict. Rowan: (sighs) Becca: (clears throat) Back to the interview. I asked the fans for questions and they came up with quite a list. (waves a sheet of paper) Unlike some I’ve interviewed, I don’t guess I need to remind you that we expect honest answers? Rowan: Naturally. I won’t deceive you. Becca: Thanks, Rowan. We’ll start with the most popular question. Several people asked if you’ve ever been tempted to use your magic for vengeance or convenience. For example, if someone cut you off in traffic, or if you wanted to roast your own marshmallows. Rowan: (laughs) The marshmallow roasting would be difficult. I don’t technically wield fire. I elevate the temperature of an object to the point of ionization, momentarily creating a plasma. Typically there is nothing left, unless the process is interrupted and ionization doesn’t occur, then the high temperature might cause a fire. As for vengeance… Yes, I’ve been tempted. So far, I haven’t acted on it. Becca: I suspect I can guess the source of your temptation, which leads to...

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Character Interview: Ian Mallory

As I mentioned in a previous post, I will be interviewing a character from my Final Formula series here on my website. I found it difficult to select a character (I love them all), so I asked fans to make the selection for me. After a  tense round of voting (here and on my Facebook page), a winner was named, and questions solicited.  Thanks to everyone who participated!  I hope you enjoy the following interview. 🙂 Now, without further ado, I give you Ian Mallory, undead necromancer, alchemist, and smartass… (silence) Perhaps he didn’t care for the introduction…   Becca: (raises voice) Whenever you’re ready, Ian. (waits) Ian? (footsteps echo in the hall, and a moment later he steps into the room) Ian: I’m here. (his cheeks dimple with a smile) Becca: You found the mirror in the foyer, didn’t you? Ian: (straightens his sleeve) Why do you ask? Becca: No reason. Please have a seat and we’ll get started. Ian: (smoothes his coat before settling into a chair) So, it’s true? Your fans selected me for your first interview? Becca: This isn’t going to go to your head, is it? Ian: Of course not. I’m humbled to be chosen. Becca: You? Humble? Ian: When it suits me. Becca: (tries not to laugh because it only encourages him) I commend you for your honesty—which is what your fans expect today. Ian: I won’t betray their trust. Becca: (studies him a moment) Okay. Let’s jump to our first question… Kendra would like to know a little more about your tailor. Ian: Naturally. Though, in this modern age, he is more a purveyor of garments rather than a creator. But the man is skilled with a needle when he can’t find what I’m looking for. I would judge him to be as talented as his ancestor. Becca: You knew his ancestor? Ian: Ironically—or not—he is the descendant of the tailor I used to frequent when I was alive. Becca: How is that not ironic? Ian: Addie suggested that there is a magical connection. Becca: You don’t think so? Ian: Addie sees magic in everything. Myself, I believe that it is simply a matter of the family...

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