THE WILD ROAD is coming out soon. Book Eight in the Dirk & Steele series, the story follows Lannes Hannelore, gargoyle in disguise, whose path collides with an amnesiac woman who just might be a murderer. Together, they fight crime! You can read an excerpt here.
Needless to say, this was an interesting book to write. For most of it, the heroine has no name. She’s just called, “the woman.” I worried about that at first—for quite some time, actually—but it was incredibly difficult naming her, because in my head she never had a history. I felt her amnesia quite keenly, and it completely affected my writing of her. She was always “the woman.” Forced to start over, with absolutely nothing but her own good character and determination to lead the way.
Anyway, there’s that. I’ll be writing more about THE WILD ROAD in the next week or so. If you’ve got any questions about the book, feel free to ask.
Third flashback of the week comes from a night, long ago in my teens, when I was flush with fever. Tossing and turning well into the wee hours, I wandered into the living room, plunked myself down with a 7-UP and my blanket, and discovered…The Barbarians! Filmed in 1987, the story follows two well-oiled, muscular, dumb-as-dirt twin orphans raised to be gladiators, who eventually bust loose of captivity and fall in with some wild gypsies. Add slave girls, magical rocks, and lots of loin cloths—and you’ve got two hours of pure, unadulterated, entertainment. I miss the 80’s.
Rock on, my peeps…rock on.