Supernatural Central Short and Quick Interview
Tell me a little bit about your main character of this book.
The main character is Justin. He is an angel who lost his memories when he fell to earth, but two years earlier, he remembered that he is not just any angel. He is the Grim Reaper, the angel of death, the first horseman of the apocalypse.
Having spent a couple thousand years walking the earth, living amongst humans, he became more and more like them and ultimately forgot who he was until his recent awakening. As he slowly recovers his memories, he regains his powers, and loses what made him human.
He is not ready to return to the life he had before he fell, but he knows it is inevitable since the apocalypse is coming and he will be at the center of it all.Do you believe in the paranormal and if so, do you have an experience you can share?
I do, but I really want more scientific proof. In the first house that my wife and I lived in was an older home from the 1950’s. The upstairs area was remodeled and had two bedrooms and a stairwell in an open loft area between the rooms. One night I woke up in the middle of the night and had to use the restroom. The bathroom was on the far side of the loft space, so I stumbled my way out there, but as soon as I walked into the loft I saw a little old woman sitting in a rocking chair, rocking slowly and watching me go past. I thought I was imagining things and when I came out of the restroom she was gone. I did not think much of it afterward, chalking it up to my overactive imagination.
About a month later my wife mentioned the little old lady in the rocking chair and I immediately took note. We talked about it and our experience was nearly identical, though her sighting was even briefer than mine.
I had always been interested in the paranormal and ghost stories, but that was the first real sighting I ever had and it made me much more of a believer.What titles are you working on now that you can tell us about?
Currently, I am working on three different pieces. I guess I am a bit ADD when it come to writing. I’m definitely a bit more focused than I used to be, but I still have a lot of balls up in the air.
One is a novella about one of the villains from my Apocalypse Rising series. The rough draft is done and I am working on the rewrite.
The second piece is the next book in the Armageddon Angels series and promises to be my largest book yet. It is a bit of a departure from the others with a bit more of an action-adventure vibe, but it is leading into the grand finale of the series.
The last piece is a science fiction serialized story called Beyond the Darkside on my website. It has taken a bit of a back seat to my other works for a while, but I recently started giving it more attention.
Excerpt:
“Don’t look.” Justin turned and pulled Lilly to him. He tried to shield her from the gore splattered about the alley. The copper stink of fresh blood assaulted them as they stood across the street from the scene. As the Grim Reaper, eons of death dulled the impact for Justin. He wanted to keep Lilly from it if possible.
“I can’t.” Lilly looked away, but it did not help. Despite being blind, the murder shone in vivid technicolor to her. Being Justin's Oracle gave her sight far beyond what any normal person enjoyed.
The pull of death drew her attention, and in her mind's eye, the scene coalesced as clearly as if she stared at it. The violence and butchery lit the aura surrounding the dead body in angry tones of black and red that shone like a spotlight upon the murder.
She placed her hand over her mouth to keep from vomiting.
The splayed open corpse's entrails hung about the alley. The smashed kidneys hung from the side of a dumpster. The lungs sat in a pile against the alley wall. The liver dripped blood into a shallow pool beside the corpse. The buzzing of flies grew louder as the dead man's evacuated bowels drew them to the feast.
The callous mess made of another human left her uneasy.
She wanted to block it out, bury her head in Justin’s chest, and flee the scene. She tried to look away, but ancient instinct forced her to bear witness to the death of a fellow human. Her instincts buzzed with warning. Her palms sweated, and her lips trembled. A predator lurked nearby, and she needed to be aware.
“Lilly.” Justin put an arm around her shoulders and turned her back to the horrific scene playing out in the alley. “It’s okay. I’ve got you.”
Justin wanted to go home and leave it all behind them. Lilly wanted to know what happened and needed him to tell her so she did not have to face it alone. The closer they got to it, the more apparent the full extent of the horror became.
“What…what is it? What happened, Justin?” Lilly held onto him tightly, seeking comfort in his strength.
He apprised the situation with a practiced stare. His experience on earth gave him some insight, but his familiarity with death brought everything into focus. He scratched at the stubble on his chin as he considered the dead man. “Looks like a sacrifice of some sort, a ritual, but not one I’ve seen before. Doesn’t appear demonic, but it could be part of a summoning. Maybe something geographical...”
“Can we go? I don’t like the way this feels. There is something wrong about this. I can't put my finger on it, but there is something dark here. It's tickling my senses, tempting me, drawing me toward it like an inevitable conclusion.” She turned her back on the scene and shuddered.
“Huh? Oh. Yeah, sure. Let’s get out of here.” Justin guided Lilly away from the murder. Justin held her hand gently as they walked. “Sorry about that. Hazard of the profession. As the Angel of Death, I've seen a lot of corpses. It’s not every day you come across something this unusual.”
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