Today's blogfest is hosted by the ever lovely Sangu over at Echoes of a Wayward Mind. And I thought I would interview my main - main character from Beckoned, Faye. She's quirky but wise, with a sense of humor that kicks ass and a strong and caring heart. I could talk to you about her personality forever, but I think it's probably just best to let her speak for herself. Here goes :)
Faye is sitting at a small table in a sunlit room. There wasn't much that can be seen, because most everything was washed out by golden light. But what was visible was perfectly detailed. There was a singular pink daisy in a short blue vase. The vase matched the gauzy pale blue curtains exactly. She picked at the table cloth - it had a lacy floral pattern that reminded her of... something. It danced in the back of her memory just out of reach. I sat across the table from her, notepad and pen in hand.
She blinked at her new surroundings and at me, startled but unafraid. That's the way I wrote her. "Where am I?" she asked calmly.
"I'm sorry," I replied. "I know this isn't your world, but I just wanted to ask you a few questions." I paused, then added shyly, "I'm the writer."
She rested her forehead on her hand and sighed in exasperation. "It figures. How many more worlds are you planning on dragging me into? I'm still trying to handle the latest one."
"How is that going, by the way?"
"Well it's... It's wonderful. I have so much fun there. Gage has been amazing, and his brother Kale is fantastic too. And your world is just... well, it's just beautiful. It's -" she chuckled. "It's out of this world." Rolling her eyes at her own joke, she beamed at me, and I smiled back, though a little sadly.
"What about the bad things?" I ask her. "The dark things? Don't they bother you?"
She looked a little startled, as if maybe she thought I wouldn't bring that part up. Her expression quickly turned thoughtful. "I guess it bothered me at first. But it's in their nature. They aren't all like you and me. Some were born just to be the things that go bump in the night. Can I blame them for being themselves?" She shrugged, then continued. "Besides, the light is nothing without the darkness. How can I appreciate the beauty without having seen its' counterpart?" I smiled at her. It was why she was my favorite, her openness and compassion towards others, no matter what the species.
I cleared my throat some, and shuffled the papers in front of me. "I guess we should ask some more questions. Shop things, you know? I had a stack of index cards here somewhere... Oh, well. Off the top of my head then. So, can you tell us about your parents?"
She leaned forward across the table and stage-whispered, "You already know my parents."
"I know, I know, but it's not for me, you see. Other people want to know."
She looked around curiously. "Oh? Who?"
I was getting exasperated at this point. "Don't worry about that. Just talk."
She frowned at me, but spoke none-the-less. "I only know my mother. When I was growing up, she was so superstitious, and so afraid for me, like something was always out to get me. Her biggest fear was that I would get snatched away. Though, I guess that now that I have, that fear was perfectly logical." Her lips pursed thoughtfully for a moment, till she quickly added, "But it was my choice to come here. And I wouldn't have run away if she hadn't been harassing me. Besides, going there is the best thing that's ever happened to me. I love it there." She nodded defiantly, daring me to disagree with her.
I smiled at her unruliness. "So tell me about Gage and Kale. Anything to share there?" I winked, and she responded with a blush.
"Gage has been amazing. He's the one who took me there, you know? He's a king there. He kind of adopted me into his family. His subjects even call me 'princess.'" She giggled, then quieted. "And then there's Kale, his brother. I'm pretty sure both of them like me, but there's just something about Kale." She smiled and ducked her head. "I think I love them both."
I sighed; I was afraid of that. "Are you having a hard time choosing between them?"
She looked me straight in the eye as she answered. "Yeah, honest to goodness, I really am."
I made a note on my paper so she wouldn't see my face. "Don't worry, it will get easier."
She was instantly aware. "What does that mean? What do you know?" She glared at me, leaning across the table, grey eyes sparking.
I was prepared for her reaction, and it didn't faze me. "Don't worry. Everything will be okay in the end."
She tilted her head to the side slightly, studying me. "How do you know?" she asked cautiously.
I laughed at that. "Because I don't write sad books."
She laughed too, and the tension eased. I looked down at my watch and sighed.
"I have to send you back."
"I guess that's probably a good thing. Kale and Gage will be wondering what I'm up to." She cringed, then added, "I wish they wouldn't fight so much."
I laughed a little as she started to fade, and then reminded her. "They're goblins, Faye. That's just what they do."
-Thanks all, hope you enjoyed! Be sure to check out the other entries too! Also, keep checking back or checking in with twitter. Kris and I will be hosting a giveaway soon!!!
<3 Kelsey Leigh
*Update: I used the word check a lot last night.*