“Hi and welcome to Page Turner Chat,” Sandee said into the camera, “this week we talk to up and coming author Simon Eventide W. Thanks for joining us.”
“Thanks for having me,” Simon said.
“Today we will be talking about Simon’s book Eventide Lost In Darkness; the first in a series of vampire books,” Sandee said, “and we will continue that after commercial.”
“And that’s commercial,” camera person said.
“Where did all my regulars go?” she asked, “I thought they were here.”
Everyone looked at each other with shrugs.
“They were and in the green room,” producer said, “and you know they are always in seats before the call is.”
“Back in 5, 4, 3, 2,” camera man said.
“Welcome back to Page Turner Chat,” she continued, “if you just tuned in, we are here this week with Simon Eventide W and we’re doing something different this week. It’s just a duo, my other chatters have dove into a book so far, they’ve gotten lost. Tell me about your latest.”
“ EVENTIDE is the main title of my paranormal urban vampire series. Like, EVENTIDE Lost in Darkness, EVENTIDE Crimson Darkness. I thought the word Eventide summed up my series,” he said, “I’m working on VELVET DARKNESS, book three of my Eventide vampire series.”
“Outstanding and brisk,” she said, “where does this inspiration come from with vampires?”
“ I’ve always loved vampires. Ever since I was a kid. Dracula, The Lost Boys, Interview with the Vampire, Blade, Underworld. I love those sort of vampire movies. I’m not fussed about sparkling pretty boys. (Sorry Twilight fans),” he said and smirked. A few boos were heard from the studio. “Though I confess to owning and have read the book. I just couldn’t get away with a first person character that was that weak. Why would anyone read through all those books if the main girl doubts herself so much? Again, I’m not hating on twilight, but it’s not for me. Each to their own. I keep my ideas fresh, going back to the old version of the vampire. But my vampires have powers. The older ones who weren’t killed in the civil wars retain the most powers. (Like my main character off my Eventide series. She’s called Jennifer Sal Vinci. I got a five star review on Amazon where one fan said she likes her “Women heroine who kick ass, with black leather outfits and attitude to match.” I’ll take that.) The new vampires lack the power, unless turned by an elder. It means there are ranks, structures. Order within their own society. It needs to be that way or the streets would run wild.”
“Wow, that’s tasty,” Sandee said, “who are some of your mentors or inspirations?”
“ I don’t really have any influences with my writing, which I know is weird. Like when people talk about Stephen King for horror. I started reading some of his work, but I couldn’t get into it. I felt like I had let the side down because I didn’t “get it.” I love his book “On Writing. That changed the way I write. His bowered formula for success: 2nd Draft = 1st Draft – 10%,” he said as he looked around the room, “that piece of advice made it okay to strip all the flowery words form my much loved manuscript. I apply it with every project.”
“And back to me,” she said jokingly, “tell all of us what is your creative process like.”
“Well,” he said and adjusted in his seat more comfortably, “. I come up with an idea. I have hundreds a day floating about. If one sticks I leave it. If it keeps coming back I look into it. Then I start coming up with characters, world building. Then I decide how many books I should do, come up with a rough word count. Though my last two books floated around 130,000 each. But if the story is done at 40,000 it’s done. Usually while editing, I chop about 15-20,000 words. I take scenes out which I LOVE, but don’t fit the book, slow it down, so off to the chopping floor. Kill your darlings . . .
My formula for writing . . .
1. Bum on the seat, Word doc open.
2. Coffee in hand.
3. Cat (The Scroon, asleep in her basket for company. She’s also my editor)
4. Stop complaining. Sometimes I write when I don’t feel like it. I would rather be doing a million other things, PS4, Guitar, spending time with my friends/girlfriend. But if writers only wrote when the muse was present the libraries would be empty now wouldn’t they?”
“Boy you are quite the chatter and speaking of coffee, I need a cup,” she said and they cut to commercial.
A studio assistant brought them both coffee and Simon smiled darkly at her.
“And we’re back,” she said, “like a good cup of coffee, what keeps you going?”
“ I need to write. It’s something I have to do. I explain it to people and they don’t understand,” he said, “only if you have something you have to say and get the words out does it then make sense. I call it the reader commitment. I said the Eventide Vampire Series is five books. So that is the amount of books I need to write. And yes I suppose I could drop a book for ease, but where would my promise be? To my fans. Its these goals, and tough schedules I have put in place for myself to help me get the words down.”
“That is a caffeinated answer,” she joked with him, but he wasn’t amuse, “do you stick to just vampire works or do you bite into other writing?”
“I have various other projects I’m working on other than my Eventide Vampire Series. Projects which I will release when the time is right. The odd action, horror and cheeky SCI-FI,” he share, “but the next project I’m working is a post-apocalyptic thriller set in the near future after the break down in society. It’s called Bake Summers, Tribes.
What I love about this book is it’s set Great Britain. Britain is an island, so it’s more remote. I loved that idea. I’m not saying it’s easy writing, but the hard work that myself and the Co-Author L.A. Richards are putting into it, means fans of my work will not be disappointed. This book is due for release the back end of this year. Can’t wait!”
“Either can I,” she said, “did you have formal training? What did you go to school for?”
“I got my BA(Hons) in Art at Northumbria,“ he said, “people think it was easy, doing pictures, painting trees, skipping through a wonderful dream world, but it was a lot of hard work. Art History. I taught a class for two hours on The Cubist movement. At the moment I do commissions.”
“I feel a cubist movement coming on,” Sandee interjected, “stay tuned, after the break we talk garlic.”
“And we’re at commercial,” camera man said.
Sandee dashed to the ladies room and Simon just sat and peered at everyone like he was studying them. She got back to the studio and he was nowhere in site.
“Where did Simon,” she started as she sat down.
“Right here,” he whispered in her ear from behind her.
“Where did you come from? You weren’t here a second ago,” she asked.
“I’ve been here the whole time,” he said and sat.
“Um ok,” she said, “and we’re still here with Simon, vampire author and all around chilling good conversation. What do you do to relax?
“ I play guitar mostly in-between writing while taking a break, or go outside. I was the lead singer/guitarist of Incircle. We played all around the North East for five years.
I’m amazed to find a world outside when I’ve sat at my workspace for hours. Sunlight. People who are real and not in my head. That sort of thing,” he said, “I don’t tend to read much when I’m writing or watch TV at all. I find it gets in my mind space too much. Ann Rice said the same. I agree with her. Though while on holiday, I will read a full length novel in three days. I leave my work at home while I’m sitting in the sun. Though my writer’s brain is ticking away in the background, while I sip cocktails and work on my tan.”
Sandee just gave him a quick once-over. Tan? She questioned to herself; he’s as white as a sheet.
“Do you celebrate and dress up for Halloween or is that to cliché?” she asked.
“I do! I got dressed up as the Goblin King off Labyrinth,” he said excitedly, “thou looking back I looked more like an eighties rock guitarist than Mr. David Bowie. “I would have been a sexy chick!” Brodie (Mallrats reference)
“That’s funny I love that movie,” she said and snort laughed, “well I want to thank you for your time and being here with us. Where can we keep up with what you’re doing and order your books?”
“My website, www.swbestwriter.co.uk,” he said and the lights started to flicker.
“Well thanks again for joining us for Page Turner Chat,” she said, “until next time and page turns.”
The lights went out, it was completely black and no sound could be heard. Five seconds went by and the lights came back on full capacity. Everyone in the studio was dead, laying and pale as a ghost. Simon was nowhere to be seen and Sandee put two and two together.
“Talk about art imitating life, but this is ridiculous!” she stated as she grabbed her special shotgun from behind her chair. The barrel of the gun was shaped like a cross and it shot cross shaped holy water bullets, “Damn it!” she shouted, “that’s the one thing I could never stomach about entertainment; all the damn vampires!”
She cocked the shotgun with one arm, chocked it with two hands and went hunting.