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Blurb…

My name is Miss Lucinda Meredith.
Please, come sit with me a while, let me tell you my story.

It was the Summer of 1890.
Theatre manager and writer, Mr Bram Stoker, arrived here in Whitby after an arduous theatre tour of Scotland. It was to be a welcome respite before his return to London. What he discovered was far more intriguing.

We met at dawn on the East Cliff, in the shadow of Whitby Abbey, on a bench overlooking the sea. So at ease in his company, I felt compelled to share the events that had haunted my existence.

And after all these years, I wonder, could our chance encounter have inspired what would become, Bram Stoker’s legacy?

“Death finds us all, it is our finality. I had ached for death for so long, to rid me of the misery, torment – plague. Yet, when it came, my end only signified a beginning. The creation of something new.”

Character Interview – Vladimir

It’s always fun to do something a little different. An author interview is always nice to do, but when your book characters grab a little limelight, that is where the fun begins… So when USA Today Bestselling Romance Author, Jenny Foster met Vladimir from Mr Stoker & I, here’s what happened.

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Q:  May I offer you something to drink?

No. Thank you.

Q: I hope you had some time to recover from your last adventure in “Mr Stoker & I”. Tell me, what is your favorite relaxing pastime?

I do not have much spare time, I find my mind too occupied with my work. Since I came to your country as a young man, my eagerness to work, or achieve my goals, to accomplish, has been far too great to worry my mind with small details as relaxation. My work has become far too important, too time-consuming to allow anything else to interfere.

Q: Where did you grow up? Do you have fond memories of your childhood?

My home is a small village just outside of Brașov, at the foot of the Carpathian Mountains, where the river snakes, and stories are told. My childhood was filled with tales of those whispering Mountains. There is a fondness attached to those thoughts, to my Grandmother. She was very wise, her knowledge was great, and I learnt well from her. There is more a need attached to those memories, a need for answers. It was that need that brought me to your shores.

Q: Whom or what do you really hate?

Hate? That is a strong word, a strong emotion. Surely to hate you must love; I have found they are much the same. There is no room for either in my life, not anymore. Love brings about weakness, rash behaviour. I have seen what becomes of those who love too much, hate too much, it brings devastation to their door, what they crave so greatly to protect, crumbles.

Q: What is your biggest fear?

Again, I have witness fear, it can easily be mistaken for hatred, or become one with it. That is truly a mixture most lethal. Great fear takes man’s logic only to replace it with nothing but foolish expectations, of possibilities of what they can never obtain. Fear brings rashness, doubt. It leads to mistakes. I have no room for it.

Q: What makes you smile?

There was one that brought warmth, a  spark of that kindred spirit; one that made me smile. Someone with an honest heart. A solitary soul with a longing to do what was right. There was no fear in her actions or hatred in her heart, only a need to protect those she loved. I wanted to… what did I want, I wonder? Did I want her, or the mere hope that shone from her? I will never know, I no longer like to reflect.

Q: I´d love to hear about your future plans. Is there anything you can reveal?

Do I have a future? What future could I possibly hope for? I wander back to my home of the whispering Carpathian Mountains and the winding river that surrounds the town. Of those memories of my childhood and the stories of the ancestors told by my grandmother. I may stay there, and wait.

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Character Interview… Miss Lucinda Meredith

It’s always fun to do something a little different. An author interview is always nice to do, but when your book characters grab a little limelight, that is where the fun begins… So when USA Today Bestselling Romance Author, Jenny Foster met my Miss Lucinda Meredith from Mr Stoker & I, here’s what happened.

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Q:  May I offer you something to drink?

No, thank you. I know longer feel thirst nor hunger. However, please, if you wish, you go ahead. I am just happy to sit in your company.

Q: I hope you had some time to recover from your last adventure in “Mr Stoker & I”. Tell me, what is your favorite relaxing pastime?

When I was very young there was nothing that warmed my heart as feeling the sun on my skin, the downy grass beneath my feet. My brother and I would run, chase through the Abbey ruins. My heart has never been so relaxed as it was way back then. Although now looking back I understand that may have been a foolish folly. Now, here, with the sun rising up out of the sea, the peace that washes over me, this is where I now find myself.

Q: Where did you grow up? Do you have fond memories of your childhood?

Blackthorn Manor. High up on the East Cliff of Whitby, against the vast never ending sky above Yorkshire. Jonathan is my fondest memory of my youth, my dear little brother. Of course, as we grew, once the naivety that surrounds childhood evaporated, so too did those reminiscences. Many years passed before I could think of my brother as that small, weak, child again; those later recollections of a new Jonathan still haunt me no matter how hard I try to forget.

Q: Whom or what do you really hate?

I have tried to hate, truly I have. A small niggling part of my mind telling myself that I should, that there are so many to blame for all that misery. But, alas, I no longer have it in me to think on it for too long. Perhaps blame and hatred lie at my feet, for my mind has recalled the sight of that night, the fear and terror on the faces of those I loved, and I wonder if I am the only one left to truly hate.

Q: What is your biggest fear?

What could I possibly fear now? There is no one left to fear, although I do, from time to time, when the moon is round and my senses are heightened, I wonder. I wonder if he is still lingering somewhere, perhaps waiting for me.

Q: What makes you smile?

The bloated moon, when silver light filters through a patchy sky to mottle the cliffs with a dappled blanket. And then the sunrise, as its glow chases away the cobwebs of my memories casting new light of a new day onto my skin. Those are the moments I think and reflect of my dear Bram, for the memory of that Summer of 1890 is the only true smile I wear.

Q: I´d love to hear about your future plans. Is there anything you can reveal?

My future is much like my past, it is written just as if I put pen to paper. I will remain here perched up on the East Cliff overlooking the sea, within the shadow of Whitby Abbey. It is where I belong, despite the call of the Carpathian Mountains that shoot pain to my soul, for although I want to return their call I know it is a false want. As my want for him.

Intrigued? Left wanting more? Wait, there is more…. Watch this space for another character interview tomorrow.

Aside

Mr Stoker & I – Coming July 2019

TITLE & COVER REVEAL for my forthcoming Gothic Horror novel due for release this July 2019.

Book Blurb…

My name is Miss Lucinda Meredith.
Please, come sit with me a while, let me tell you my story.

It was the Summer of 1890.
Theatre manager and writer, Mr Bram Stoker, arrived here in Whitby after an arduous theatre tour of Scotland.
It was to be a welcome respite before his return to London. What he discovered was far more intriguing.

We met at dawn on the East Cliff, in the shadow of Whitby Abbey, on a bench overlooking the sea. So at ease in his company, I felt compelled to share the events that had haunted my existence.

And after all these years, I wonder, could our chance encounter have inspired what would become, Bram Stoker’s legacy?

“Death finds us all, it is our finality. I had ached for death for so long, to rid me of the misery, torment—this plague. Yet, when it came, my end only signified a beginning. The creation of something new.”