My name is Maggie Raynard. After sixteen years being just plain me, suddenly I can kill people when I lose my temper. Turns out I'm a semi-god, descended from Aphrodite. Sounds cool in theory, but when I accidentally put my ex-boyfriend in a coma, things go downhill pretty fast.
Now some new guy named Mac Finnegan has made it his mission in life to continually piss me off. I'm stuck learning how to use my new powers while also dealing with regular high school problems, and with this---annoying and super-hot---guy all up in my business, I'm about to flip out.
But it gets worse. I just learned there's this council for semis that wants me dead. They think I'm bad to the bone and when my ex suddenly dies, it's like everyone is determined to take me out. Mac might turn out to be my only salvation, but he's got secrets of his own---that may just kill us both.
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I thought I could talk a little about what makes me fall in love with a fictional character. Stick around until the end and tell me what you think, because I’m doing an awesome contest too!
So when I think of all the things that make me fall in love with a book, regardless of genre, it’s the characters. If I fall in love with the characters, nothing else matters. I’ll follow them down a mine shaft, or to another planet or to Regency era London, or to a dystopian future. Because I’m invested. I care about them and their story. I think the best authors make us do that through voice. I’m a sucker for humor, but if I really think on it, that’sjust a small piece of it. More important? Things that make them relatable. Do they have a little stutter when they get stressed out? Will they only eat if none of their food touches on the plate? Do they have a weird ritual they do before they leave for school every morning, like jumping off the front step and hitting the wind chimes with their fingertips? People are weird. We do weird stuff all the time. If characters aren’t a little weird too, readers can’t relate.
Another thing I think that makes me love a character is if they are vulnerable and flawed in some way. If not, it’s hard toconnect. Readers want to see themselves on the page, and know that their hero or heroine has been through strife, is a wide open nerve for the author to poke and prod. Sounds sadistic, right? But without it, who cares. I mean, that’s the investment, right? Without falling into a crevice due to hiking-hubris, there IS no sawing off of the proverbial arm. And without the sawing off of the proverbial arm, where is the “HELL YEAH!” The fist pump along with that good, juicy feeling payoff of seeing someoneclimb out of that hole, overcoming the odds? Where’s our Rocky or our Big Mike from the Blind Side? In order to celebrate the victory, we have to witness the suffering too, and that requires our protagonist to be vulnerable.
This holds true in all stories, but for paranormal tales even more because they need to have both emotional AND physical vulnerability in order for readers to really connect. If they are COMPLETELY immortal, or had no physical “kryptonite” so to speak, the nervous tension of “Will he make it this time?” or “How will she get out of THIS one?” would be gone. Whatwould happen if Spider Man didn’t love Gwen (or Uncle Ben orMary Jane, depending on which version)? What would the super-villains use to manipulate him? What if Superman’s powers weren’t drained by kryptonite? What if the Hulk COULD control his anger? BORing. When I was writing Maggie and Mac for Chaos, I knew that not only had to beflawed, vulnerable and wide open for a world of hurt, they also had to be a that way for each other. Mac is one of the strongest semi-gods in the world, but his care for Maggie makes him vulnerable, and vice versa. Otherwise, the story doesn’t work.
I’m weird. And I’m vulnerable. And I’m flawed. So, like, whenever I draw a picture or doodle of something like a snowman, I always draw two so that when I close the notebook, there’s not just the one left there all lonely. Frigging weird, right? And my kryptonite would be maggots. Show me maggots and I will tell you ANYTHING you want to know. As for flaws, I have a ton. I think my least favorite one is that I love to argue. Seriously, even if I don’t believe what I’m arguing about, I STILL have the intense urge to debate about it. It’s not cute, y’all.
So what about you, blog readers? What makes you weird? Flawed? Vulnerable? (Asking that last one for a friend. Not going to use this information to take over the human race one by one and use your planet as a breeding ground my race of super-aliens *shity eyes*).