Welcome, Jones. Tell us how much of
yourself you write into your characters.
It seems only
natural to come through in your characters because I know myself so well, and I
want my readers to know me vicariously. I believe I project myself through
various characters by way of my hobbies, my worldview, and in my knowledge of
history. I let my good qualities come through certain characters, whereas their
bad qualities are their own.
What is the quirkiest thing you have ever
done?
In my 30s, I got
a cowboy perm. Since I didn’t have much hair on top, it was lopsided. My pastor
even mentioned it from the pulpit, which was not flattering.
When did you first discover that you were
a writer?
I was in the
Navy during our extended times in port I started experimenting with poetry,
even though I hadn’t yet studied it.
Tell us the range of the kinds of books
you enjoy reading.
I feast on World
War Two books, do three-course meals on survival stories, dine occasionally on
historical works, and treat myself to famous novels as finger food. I fast
popular fiction and actually go bulimic when authors fictionalize true events,
like the Siege of Leningrad or Nazi extermination camp stories.
How do you keep your sanity in our run,
run, run world?
I retreat to my
Bible-reading and prayer room. Sometimes I watch the Quebec-produced Just for
Laughs videos. Of course, I try to be with my mostly-sane friends.
How do you choose your characters’ names?
I research the
most common names from whatever country my character hails. I choose a name
that is common, historically dignified, and not hard to pronounce. Of course,
if my character is despicable, I choose a fitting name, either an unusual name
or one that conveys deceit.
What is the accomplishment that you are
most proud of?
I am most proud
of finding my wife, Cindi, in Bible college. Marrying her was the best decision
I’ve ever made.
Since I know both of you so well, I’d
have to agree with you. She is special. If you were an animal, which one would
you be, and why?
I would be a
Mockingbird, the poet among creatures.
What is your favorite food?
Strangely, fresh
garlic with cheese and crackers.
Sounds yummy to me. What is the problem
with writing that was your greatest roadblock, and how did you overcome it?
The problem I
had was avoiding clichés and to keep an authentic voice without sounding like I
was consulting a thesaurus. I overcome this by a process called ratiocination,
which means I search for phrases I’ve repeated too often and
then go back and rephrase. I find that our colloquial speech patterns creep
into our writing if we are not vigilant.
Tell us about the featured book.
Quos Ego is a near-future novel that is slightly
dystopian. It relates the power, pervasiveness, and the insidious nature of
authoritarianism and the courage it takes to stand for individual freedom, the
sacredness of human life, and undying love for one’s country.
Please give us the first page of the
book.
Mundus vult decipi, ergo decipiatur
“The worlds want to be taken in, so it
is” [Petronius]
At dusk, a light
blue van pulled up in front of the new flats on Rue Victor Hugo Street in Brussels . Two women and a
man, all in white suits, walked up to the gate toward the door of the
apartments. Claire Janssen heard steps and peeked through the blinds from the
second floor window.
“Alexandre!” she
muttered and turned, gripping the front of her blouse, wide-eyed.
“What is it,
love?” the voice came from the bathroom.
By the time
Claire was at the door of the bathroom, tears were welling up in her eyes.
Shock masked her normally pleasant demeanor.
“Oh, God, no!”
started Alexandre, and he jumped up to catch Claire as she fell against his
chest. He put his forefinger over her mouth. The door ringer sounded. They just
stood there, hoping this was not real.
There was a
knock, and Alexandre went for the door. Claire composed herself, pulled her
hair back and followed. Alexander opened the door to three faces, smiles
freshly painted on.
“On behalf of
Conducator Nistor of United Europe,” said the man, “and the mayor of Brussels,”
chimed in the smartly-dressed tall woman, “the rectory of Quos Ego is proud to
present you with the life book of honorable citizen Maxime Janssen,” the two
said in unison. The second woman presented a small bottle of champagne tied with
a red ribbon.
Alexandre looked
down and saw in the hands of the man a clear cellophane bag. Inside was an
attractive burgundy leather-bound book with gold-leaf edges, with the name Maxime
Janssen engraved on the front in large letters. The man delicately placed the
book into the hands of Claire Janssen.
“Here,” said the
older woman. She handed the small bottle to a reluctant Alexandre. He just
nodded and wrinkled his eyebrows, refusing to force a smile.
The three turned
and marched away without another word. Alexandre saw a government hummingbird
drone catch up to the trio and hover just behind them. He quickly closed the
door.
Alexandre felt
anger, like a metal swim cap on his forehead, but he was certain he could not
say anything. He hurried into his office, took a pad and a pencil and wrote
something. Claire read these words: We are going to Poland .
They would have
to go without Maxime. Max was dead at forty. But Alexandre knew his brother
would not have objected to his decision. Maxime had long been suspicious of the
secretive and powerful Quos Ego complex, the obsidian and glass monolith in the
heart of Brussels —sometimes
derisively called The Black.
Interesting. How can readers find you on
the Internet?
I have a
wordpress blog at www.lamarhowell.com.
My email is joneshowell@yahoo.com
Thank you, Jones, for sharing your book
with my readers and me.
Readers, if you want to buy a copy of Quos Ego, here's how:
Readers, if you want to buy a copy of Quos Ego, here's how:
joneshowell@yahoo.com
Lamar Howell
371 Blue Heron Ln
Wilkesboro NC 28697
I think postage is $3.50
At $8.99 per book that would be $12.49
I can accept payment through Paypal or via check.
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3 comments:
I typed in the first page rather than scanning. In doing so, I misspelled "smartly-dressed," leaving off the "-ed."
This sounds very intriguing! Thank you for sharing.
Blessings!
Connie from KY
cps1950(at)gmail(dot)com
Enter me!!
Conway SC.
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