BC has written A Touch of Darkness, An Abigail St. Michael Novel.
Abigail St. Michael, a former cop, has joined the recently growing ranks of metaphysicals, individuals with abilities outside that of normal human nature. When a murderer stalks her town killing children, Abbey uses her ability of touch clairvoyance to hunt him down. Her only roadblock is that her murderer seems to have his own unique talent, the ability to ‘wipe’ his victims and their surroundings of any metaphysical energy. With little physical evidence and no supernatural evidence, Abbey is forced to rely on instinct and luck to solve the case. However both Abbey’s luck and instinct seem to have taken a permanent vacation as the victims keep piling up with the killer’s escalating blood lust.
Naomi: Wow. Okay. Let’s start our interview.
Give me a brief synopsis of your book. In 20 words or less, tell me what it is about.
BC: Love sucks. Add a murderer stalking your town. Oh, yeah, and knowing every detail of your lover’s life because you’re a clairvoyant.
Naomi: That’s actually more than 20 words but I’m not counting. Actually, I am. Does “you’re” count as one word or two? Forget it. I’ll move on. Who is your favorite character and why? You can use more than 20 words and I won’t ding you for it.
BC: Abigail St. Michael. She’s one crass c@#$. She doesn’t apologize for who she is, what she has to say, or what she does. And I love her for it.
Naomi: If this character called you up tomorrow and said, “Hey, let’s go do something.” What and where would you go with them?
BC: Despite being a recluse due to her, ah, difficulties in life, Abbey once loved people watching. I’m sure we’d find ourselves in a public place full of people trying to figure them out. And then we’d probably end up generally disgusted.
Naomi: Hmm…stay out of bars. What’s the hardest part about writing your book?
BC: I’m a veritable vixen of the vernacular. Verbose and vivifying. And, oh yeah, me likey the words. A little too much. I struggle with trying to make sure my writing – sometimes overblown and windy – is as concise as possible. Part of me dies when I have to cut physical description or action, internal monologue or external dialogue, because a paragraph rambles. I scrutinize my writing now (having learned from my earliest projects) for purple prose. While I am better, I still need lots of outside help.
Naomi: Somehow I find that hard to believe. What’s the easiest part?
BC: Dialogue. Me likey the talk-talk. It comes quickly, usually requires little editing (other than typos etc.) afterward, and is the smoothest part of writing the whole damned thing. This includes internal monologue to make abrupt scene/thought changes on my characters’ parts.
Naomi: If you had to pick one object to represent your story and one color to paint it in, what would it be and why? A purple octopus? An orange hula hoop?
BC: A bloody handprint. Abbey is a clairvoyant with touch activation. Her stories are filled with blood-drenched justice, wrenching emotional development that feels as if she’s drawn blood, and the darker side of human nature. But now I need to write something – anything – with a purple octopus wearing an orange hula hoop.
Naomi: Do you do anything else besides write and if so what is it?
BC: Karaoke fiend, melodramatic thespian, and frenzied dancer – in no particular order.
Naomi: What’s the ugliest thing in your closet?
BC: Vintage 1976 paisley “hippie” gown, complete with plunging neckline yet stuffy, hot long sleeves. Impractical, hideous, and I love it!
Naomi: What’s in the bottom of your purse, backpack, attaché or whatever you carry?
BC: Er, I’m pretty sure it’s melted gummy bears encrusted around deceased highlighters, pens, and markers. There’s at least half a box of crayons, broken and crushed, in there too. I’m a bonafide slob.
Naomi: I love gummy bears too especially the green ones. Name one character in your story that is based on a real person and tell us who it is and how they are similar.
BC: Abbey. She is me, for all intensive purposes. Her reactions to people, her whiplash thinking, are all based one hundred percent on how I react to situations, comments, every day life. The only differences between us are that Abbey is six foot one, black, Christian, and a psychic. Those very minor differences aside, she is me.
Naomi: What’s your favorite game? Would your favorite character play it and be any good at it?
BC: Clue. Love it, adore it, can’t get enough of it. Own nearly every version of it, and I’ve recently acquired the FX version. It’s a little different and fun as all get-out! Abbey would probably be good at it. She was a cop at one point, after all. But I don’t think she’d have the patience for it. It would be too limited in options. Besides, Abbey prefers her games more visually stimulating. She’s a video game junkie.
Naomi: Did you ever wonder if you were a little crazy for writing fantasy?
BC: Every second of every day. Especially when it seems like I could be like other writers, churning out 3-4 romance books a year and reaping the house-wife royalties market. Logically, I know that isn’t true. But it sometimes feels like it.
Naomi: Did your friends ever wonder the same thing?
BC: Some do, some don’t. I have one author-friend in particular who would like to see me write things that were more “poignant” or “less pop-y”. Kid you not, those were words uttered to me. But I like mysteries with a hint of romance, and I like most paranormal themed books. (Yuck. No more vamps or shifters please.) So I enjoy what I write. Other writer-friends support me no matter what I chose to write.
Naomi: When you wrote your book, who was the first person you told and how did they respond?
BC: My (then) husband (now ex). Total lack of support. Well, I can’t say that entirely. He gave me the time and space needed to write, never complained about me doing it, and quietly listened to me prattle on and on about plots, subplots, and editing woes. He also didn’t share my enthusiasm, asked me to stop talking about my book so often, and didn’t contribute. Neither did he help me celebrate my first publishing. So I turned to my dad – my biggest fan and most patient ear. It’s been smooth sailing since (dumping the ex) then.
Naomi: Wow. What a concept. Dump the husband in favor of the book. I need to think about this. While I’m pondering that important question, you can find BC and her book online at: