Villain Visitations is winding to a close here on my blog. There's one more day to enter our giveaway, and one more villain to meet. Today a doppelganger from Susan Stec's novel, Purgatory, is here with us.

Tell us a little about yourself.

I am a myth with no name, no sex, no flesh, no identity...unless I wear one of you.

Interesting. Now tell us, what is your ultimate goal?

I am a doppelganger, a rogue on the run, and a serial killer. No one can destroy me but the oldest of brethren, and they are about to try. My goal is to stay alive and continue to feed my hunger.

What do you see as your greatest obstacle?

Another doppelganger, a mere fledgling, and her true love, Gaire, a wendigo.

I see. Now, more about you. Pick an historical figure and compare yourself to him or her– how are you alike and different?

Jack-the-Ripper. He was allusive—so am I. But he had a name, one modus operandi. I do not. I am an Otherworld creature living Down Under in Purgatory during the day, but at night I roam above the sewers in your world. Jack was human, or so humanity believes, and if that assumption is true, he lived in your world.

Name a song that would be played in the soundtrack of your life.

"The Hitchhiker"

You've given us some great insight into your kind. Thanks so much for stopping by. And now, more about Purgatory:

I spread out like a shadow on pavement under the feet of an unsuspecting woman working her corner in the seven-hundred block of South Orange Blossom Trail. Her name is Jane, and I will be wearing her by morning. As she drags me along, I watch, listen, learn . . . and I think about Gaire. Although I knew something was different about him, I'd never, for a moment, expected Gaire to be a wendigo. Damn, talk about having a penchant for bad boys. That little proclivity might chalk my 'no killing humans' rule up to multiple charges of aiding and abetting before this insanity ends. And it will end, badly, if I don't get Gaire out of my doppelganger head. I know I should just forget him—I'm sure he's forgotten me—but Gaire is the first and only being who has made me feel real, alive, and, well, human. I'll be damned if I'm giving up on that. As I stare up at Jane from the pavement, I'm thinking how perfect this chick would be. I could head back to Leesburg, she would stay in Orlando on her street corner, and our paths should never cross. Unless it's in a morgue somewhere—a street-walker's life is a hard one. In her early twenties, Jane is blonde and tan, wearing a lewdly short skirt and a lacy bra barely covered by a leather vest. Black boots with four-inch heels caress the undersides of her knees as she struts toward a car pulling up to the curb a few yards down from the streetlight on her corner.

I cozy up closer as Jane leans toward the black sedan, filling the window with the contents of her lacy bra. I slither upward off the pavement, over the front tire, another moving shadow on a street accustomed to shadows.

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Brace yourselves! Another villain has arrived! Meet Wesley Carter, from DJ Davis' novel Courageous Cain.

Thanks so much for joining us, Wesley. Tell us, what is your ultimate goal?
 
Hello. My name is Wesley Carter, but you may call me Wes. Would you care for a chocolate? It’s imported, none better anywhere. No? Suit yourself. My ultimate goal, you ask? I ask you: what is the goal of any lover? To be loved, of course. And desired. To experience a man’s immeasurable pleasure, which can only be found with his true love. His destiny.
 
Casanova said, “Real love is the love that sometimes arises after sensual pleasure: if it does, it is immortal; the other kind inevitably goes stale, for it lies in mere fantasy.” Immortal love based in the pleasures of the flesh. Oh, how I dream of it. Several women have tried to satisfy me and they failed miserably. They paid for that. With their screams they paid. Don’t look at me like that, I would never hurt a woman. But sometimes a man must--
 
Pardon me, I seem to have veered off track. Truffle? They’re Belgian.

I'm good, thanks.

Are you sure? Do you mind if I partake?

Knock yourself out.

Thank you. I believe we were talking about my goal. That is such an insignificant word for my beautiful little athlete. She’s not a goal, not something to be attained and then left behind in pursuit of the next goal. No, Josie Shepherd is my love, my heart. I shall have her and then I can live.
 
I see, and what do you see as your greatest obstacle?
 
Funny things, obstacles. How they flourish in your mind and grow from a small annoyance into the shame of your life. To see other men freely enjoy what you desire. They go from woman to woman, bed to bed, as though it were nothing. Not truly appreciating the sweet release that others are unable to experience. I have come to believe that for some men, myself included, physical love is bound to true love. Once I achieve one, I’ll achieve the other. I have found my true love. Soon my Josie will realize we’re meant for each other. She will give herself to me and the rest… As they say, the rest will be history. Our history. Mine and hers.
 
Then there’s the dog. That formidable beast, Cain. He’s devoted to my Josie. His growls sink into your chest like the deep throated rumble of a diesel engine. His teeth, well, there are stronger weapons than teeth.
 
But there’s another monster even worse than the dog. Gordon Wolfe. As soon as he’s out of the way, she’ll be mine and—What? You don’t know Deputy Wolfe? I’ll never understand what my Josie can possibly see in him. Oh, you can’t miss him, just watch for him around town. Yes, I said monster and I meant it. Nearly seven feet tall and pushing two hundred and fifty pounds. Sporting that badge and gun like he’s some kind of hero. Ridiculous. And talk about ugly! The entire left side of his face looks like someone spilled coffee all over it. Birthmarks, you understand.
 
My Josie is misguided in her perceived love of these monsters, but I’ll show her the error of her ways. She’s smart, she’ll learn quickly. She must for she’s my destiny.
 
Pick an historical figure and compare yourself to him or her– how are you alike and different?
 
I’m not one to linger in the past, the future is the important thing, but if I must. Giacomo Casanova. Yes, yes, I know. History’s greatest lover, his memory soiled by accusations of rape. But, you see, that’s where we differ. I never took anything from a woman that wasn’t offered willingly. Never. Oh sure, sometimes it took some convincing, but I never forced a woman. But now that my Josie is in my life, I shall never look at another. All my attentions, my affections, will be lavished on her and her alone.
 
What people may not know about Casanova was that he was cunning. Intelligent. As am I. When a woman says “no” a crafty man will find ways to make her say “yes.” It takes patience but I am a patient man. As I’m sure Casanova was patient while he worked on finding the way to “Yes.”
 
Name a song that would be played in the soundtrack of your life.
 
I’ll pick a modern one, after all, it is the eighties. Everybody Have Fun Tonight. Is there any better way to live than that? If there is, I don’t know about it. Would you care for a Mint Medallion? No? Give me time and I’ll turn that no into a yes. But not now, I really must be going. My Josie is waiting for me.
 
I'd wish you luck, but I think Josie is the one who's going to need it. And now, here's more about Courageous Cain:
 
Josie Shepherd loves running free, with no one and nothing to tie her down—until a new job at a kennel introduces her to both an unexpected friend and a vicious, abused dog named Cain.
 
When Josie stumbles upon the body of a murdered woman, she runs to Deputy Gordon Wolfe, a disfigured man hiding behind his badge. His shy smile and affection for dogs make her reconsider what she’s running from.
Now she’s on the run from a serial killer and her own heart. But when her friend is abducted and Cain appears to be the murder weapon, Josie’s attempt to save them both lands her in the killer’s lair. Josie’s strength and Cain’s loyalty are tested to the limit as they fight for their lives. Facing a killer is one thing, but facing her love for Gordon is Josie’s greatest challenge.

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Hide Grandma's good silver! The villains have landed here on my blog! Today we have Xade, from Colleen S. Myer's novel, Must Remember.

Tell us, Xade, what is your ultimate goal?

Life without disease no matter the cost.

What do you see as your greatest obstacle?

Independent thought.

Must be such a nuisance for you. How about you pick an historical figure and compare yourself to him or her– how are you alike and different?

Hitler. He had the right idea, his application was wrong.  People don’t need choices. Science is more important than the means necessary to make the advances.
 
Bold choice. Now, more about Must Remember:

Nineteen-year-old Elizabeth ‘Beta’ Camden is a survivor.

When the E’mani—those pale alien freaks—destroy Earth with a plague of madness and scoop up the remains, Beta is one of the ‘lucky’ ones. For years, she endures their tortures, experiments and games. Then one day, she manages to escape their ship with her life, and no memory of her time with them.

Stranded on their world, Beta wanders the mountains, looking for a way home. She stumbles onto the Fost—the E’mani’s ancient enemy. Their war with the Imani is old and rooted in magic that the Fost once had and the Imani crave. Magic Beta soon discovers she’s developing along with strange tattoos and disturbing glimpses of her past. The Fost take her in and train her in their ways. As she spends more time with them, she falls in love with their culture and with Marin—he of the hot hands and slit eyes.

But the E’mani took her for a reason and they want her back—dead or alive. If Beta doesn’t remember that reason soon, they’re all going to die.
 
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The villainous mayhem continues here on my blog, with the High Priestess Morganas from Angelina J. Windsor's novel, Seventh Son. For those of you who don't know, Morganas is Daughter of the Merlin, mage of Dragonstone, Avalon and the Temple of the Goddess.
 
Tell us, Morganas, what is your ultimate goal?
 
Hello Audra, how very nice to be visiting with you today. Becoming the High Priestess of the Temple of the Goddess has been my main goal for years until I attained it. I have worked long and hard to create a pleasure palace for my budding initiates where they can learn the art of sensual pleasure. It is the only way to full enlightenment. ;-)
 
What do you see as your greatest obstacle?
 
That Isobelle met and fell into Bram’s arms before she came under my private tutelage. I could have helped her gain the benefit of my all vast experience in all sensual expressions of love-making. It would have been my pleasure and ultimately hers. J
 
Pick an historical figure and compare yourself to him or her– how are you alike and different?
 
I am very much like my father the Merlin. Though unlike him in one important way, I am not afraid to fully enjoy the pleasures of the flesh. That is not to say that I don’t want to protect the Dragonstone Clan from the plague and from the Northmen. I have my methods though others scorn them through ignorance. But they will learn the error of their ways. Never underestimate a true daughter of the Goddess.
 
Sound advice. Speaking of sound, name a song that would be played in the soundtrack of your life.
 
The music of mermaids and sirens cavorting in the healing waters.
 
Here's more about Seventh Son: 

An ancient curse. A darkly handsome lord. A desperate woman.
Hungry and homeless, Isobelle refuses to sell her only possession, her body. When she is finally driven to end her suffering, Lord Bram Snowdon rescues her.
Bram lives under a curse, one that's driven him to become a creature in hiding, knowing every full moon will turn him into a monster.
Bram and Isobelle both have demons to fight, and their struggles soon turn to lust...and love. But destiny awaits them: they are fated to help the Dragonstone clan reclaim its birthright. This mission puts Isobelle's life in peril and worse, puts Bram's trust in her at risk.
Morganas, daughter of the Merlin, mage of Dragonstone and Avalon, offers to be a source of the purest help to Isobelle but also becomes her darkest temptation.
 
 
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Angelina J. Windsor has crafted an unforgettable couple in this captivating novella, SEVENTH SON. Bram, Lord Snowden, cursed by a hateful woman, deprived of his birthright, still maintains the compassion and humanity to save poverty-stricken Isobelle from despair and suicide. With her will to live restored, Isobelle vows to help Bram regain his lands, castle and status--even at the risk of losing his love. I look forward to the next in the Windswept Women series.
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The villains are taking over - and they're giving away books! Be sure to enter the giveaway. But first, let's hear from Joyce Proell's John Grover Gilbert, from her books:  A Deadly Truth, A Burning Truth, and A Wicked Truth.
               
Tell us, John, what is your ultimate goal?

My name is John Gilbert. Some say I’m a villain, and I wouldn’t argue the point too strongly. I prefer to call myself a businessman. Deal-brokering, blackmail, gambling, procurement of women for the sex trade, it all falls under the category of business. Making money, any way I can, is what I do.

What do you see as your greatest obstacle?

It’s not what but who. Doyle Flanagan, the bugger who sold me the railroad shares that went belly up weeks later, is always sticking his nose into my affairs. Seems I just get something good going, and he ruins it. Life would be ideal if Flanagan would pack his bags and get out of town, taking his snoopy girlfriend, Cady Delafield along with him.  

Pick an historical figure and compare yourself to him. How are you alike and different?

Anyone who knows me will see the immediate similarities to Ulysses S. Grant, the eighteenth president of this great country. As a child, people thought he was slow and called him Useless. But like me, he showed them he had the brains and fortitude to be great. He was a military genius and never lost a battle. Don’t pay any mind to his detractors who claim his administration was riddled with scandal, corruption and drinking. We all have enemies. Mine is that bastard Flanagan. He destroyed everything and bankrupted me, same as a business associate did to Grant in the end.

Name a song that would be played in the soundtrack of your life?

“Camptown Races” by Stephan Foster. It’s an old minstrel tune. You’ve probably heard it. It’s a catchy song that goes something like this…
‘Camptown ladies won’t you come out tonight, come out tonight…’
The racetrack, gambling and loose women. Life couldn’t get much finer. It’s what I live for.

Here’s a blurb from A Wicked Truth—the last reckoning between me and Flanagan. And if you’re ever in the vicinity of the Illinois State Penitentiary, stop in and say hello.

The wedding date is set, and life is magical for Doyle Flanagan and Cady Delafield. Yet trouble has a way of finding these two. Honor bound to repay an old debt, Doyle agrees to help a friend find her sister. As he searches for the girl, painful memories surface, stunning Cady when she discovers facts about Doyle’s hidden past.

In spite of incredible odds, Cady and Doyle’s love has flourished. Now mired in tragedy and secrets, their happiness is in jeopardy. Their wits are put to the test when catastrophe strikes close to home threatening those Cady loves the most. Can they overcome the turmoil with a fateful decision that will change their future forever? 

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Duck and cover! The villains have landed on my blog. Check out this interview with Holly Hunt's Malcolm, the Sorcerer of Tarsit from her book, The Tyrant of Tarsit. Then be sure to enter the giveaway!

Tell us, Malcolm, what is your ultimate goal?

There're many motivations behind my presence in King Richard III's court. I am here because I like to learn, because Richard will spend ridiculous amounts of money on fantastical weapons.
I'm also here to protect the kingdom from the Sorcerer of Arnhid, and the danger she will bring my new home.
 
What do you see as your greatest obstacle?

There is a part of me that hates it when people take credit for something I do. That part of me refuses to allow the Sorcerer of Arnhid to take credit for the damage done to the Kingdom of Tarsit on my behalf.
When she is out of my way… then I will finally succeed in what I set out here to do…
 
Pick an historical figure and compare yourself to him or her– how are you alike and different?

Theodore the Spy is a wonderful figure, though, of course, not a great motivator, as he was caught, and was assassinated by a rival spy network.

Igorivic the Natural is a great inspiration as a chemist, but he also has the downside of blowing himself up in the quest to create a stable form of nitric explosive.
 
Name a song that would be played in the soundtrack of your life.

Alice Cooper – Poison. If you want to know why… ask my wife.
 
Hard to go wrong with Mr. Cooper. And now, more about The Tyrant of Tarsit:

The states of Arnhid and Tarsit have been fighting for centuries. Armundi, King of Arnhid has hatched a plan to take over Richard III's kingdom and end this bloodshed once and for all.

The only trouble is the mysterious woman who's fallen into his spy's lap and is taking his role as spy. When Malcolm, Richard III's sorcerer, begins to fall for the girl and aches to reveal what he knows of Arnhid to her, the spy must move quickly, before all their planning comes undone.

But in the ashes of the spy's mission comes a tortured truth… A Dark Hero sparking to life…
 
 
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Lock up your valuables! The villains have arrived on my blog. Today we are joined by Karin Rita Gastreich's Mechnes, Prince of the Syrnte, from her novel High Maga.
 
Tell us, Mechnes, what is your ultimate goal?
 
World domination.
 
Along with that, I desire women, wine, and excellent music.
 
What do you see as your greatest obstacle?
 
On very rare occasions, my subordinates have proven inept, but that is always easily remedied.
 
In truth, I have found few obstacles in life. There are only new challenges to take on, and new lands to be conquered.
 
Pick an historical figure and compare yourself to him or her– how are you alike and different?
 
Genghis Khan. Both of us are great military commanders who united disparate kingdoms and tribes into a single empire. We differ in that I am better at what I do. I also can count on the powers of a dark sorceress; I don’t believe Genghis Khan had that luxury.
 
What would you say to the people of Moisehén who live in terror of your invading army?
 
I don’t know why the people of Moisehén resist our invasion. I offer them a great honor, making them part of the Syrnte Empire. Mine are a sophisticated people with a glorious history. Who would not want to share in our legacy?

Right - who doesn't love being conquered? Anyway, you mentioned the love of music earlier. Pick a song that would be played in the soundtrack of your life.
 
Any song, as long as it is interpreted by the lovely Adiana. Have you heard her play? She’s exquisite. I acquired her when we burned the town of Moehn. I’d call her one of my finest conquests on any campaign. Adiana has yet to appreciate her good fortune being under my protection, but she’ll come around soon enough. There is no greater honor for any woman than to be favored by a Syrnte Prince.
 
And now, more about High Maga:
 
Sisters in magic, Eolyn and Adiana seek to revive a millennial tradition once forbidden to women. When war strikes at the heart of the kingdom, their fledgling community of magas is destroyed; its members killed, captured or scattered.
 
In hopes of defending her people, Eolyn tries to escape the occupied province and deliver to King Akmael a weapon that might secure their victory. Trapped by the invading army, Adiana is taken prisoner and placed at the mercy of the ruthless Prince Mechnes.
 
Even as their world is torn asunder, Eolyn and Adiana cling to a common dream. Courage and perseverance guide them toward a future where the Daughters of Aithne will flourish in a world set free from the violence of men.
 
“War propels the book forward, and the characters are at their best when the events engulfing them are at their worst.” –Publishers Weekly
 
“A must read for any fantasy lover.” -Amazon Customer Review
 
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The villains have taken over my blog and they're giving stuff away! Check out this interview with Jenna Greene's Nandor from her book, Imagine, and then be sure to enter the giveaway!

Tell us, Nandor, what is your ultimate goal? 

To rule the land of Oren, starting with the province of Antire.

I see. And what do you see as your greatest obstacle?

The Elementals are nothing. They have but a fraction of my power, yet the one girl has the potential to ... no! She'll never succeed.

I admire your optimism. Now, help us understand who you are. Pick an historical figure and compare yourself to him or her– how are you alike and different?

I am far more skilled than the Naturals, or even Those-Who-Came-Before. I know my power and how to wield it, and will not hesitate to do so.

Okay - how about this? Name a song that would be played in the soundtrack of your life.

There are no existing songs that match my greatness. Singers shall spend generations trying to find words to match my mighty deeds.

Well - maybe we'd better read the book. Here's more about Imagine:

When Becky woke, the scene around her had not changed.

Woozy, she staggered to her feet and launched forward out of sheer will. Hoping to ease her thirst, she stumbled to a well in her sight. Unfortunately, the top half had been lopped off, and she couldn’t find a bucket to draw water.

With tears filling her eyes, she croaked, “Help!”

None came.

Tough her first instinct was to slouch where she was and give in to sorrow, she fought off the impulse. Though she was in bad shape, Kat was worse. Unconscious and beyond the barriers of the castle, there was a slim chance that someone would discover her there. If Becky could not find assistance, they would both die.

So she forced her feet into motion, passing upended wheelbarrows, a torn flag floating in mud, and a dead horse rotting within a swarm of insects. A horrible omen hung in the air, causing her to shiver. She ventured further forward, dreading what each step might reveal.

Anguished cries reached her ears. The smell of smoke crept into her lungs.

Two towering men, both wearing soiled clothes and brandishing long lengths of cloth, knocked her aside in their haste. Not knowing what else to do, she followed them until she saw a large building caught ablaze and burning with an incredible ferocity. One man, somewhat short but muscular, stood at the front hollering commands to anyone within earshot.

“Get back!” he called to stray children.

To available workers, male or female, he passed out shovels and blankets. From a far-off well, he organized a line of people who could pass water with buckets, jugs, or other containers. On the side, people struggled to beat at the heavy flames or shovel dirt into its path. The fire grew more powerful with each moment.

When the sting in her eyes got too intense to bear, Becky backed away. She continued to stumble along, each sight startling. A woman with a baby cradled in rags called out someone’s name. Lost children shouted for their mothers. The injured roamed about seeking bandages.

Overwhelmed, Becky sank to her knees.

What happened to cause such devastation?

Who could she approach for help, when all around her were in such a state?


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By the pricking of my thumbs, something evil this way has come! The Siah-dhu has arrived on my blog, straight from Pippa Jay's novel, Keir.

Tell us, what is your ultimate goal?

To possess Quin and gain her ability to travel through time and space with merely a thought.

I can see the allure of that kind of power. What do you see as your greatest obstacle?

She continues to evade and resist us!

Pick an historical figure and compare yourself to him or her– how are you alike and different?

We believe your species has a legend of something called a bogeyman. Imagine not one but many. A legion of darkness, shadows and terrors...

Yikes, sounds ominous! Speaking of sound... name a song that would be played in the soundtrack of your life?

Session by Linkin Park

Alrighty, then! And now, more about Pippa Jay's Keir:

A demon waiting to die... 
An outcast reviled for his discolored skin and rumors of black magic, Keirlan de Corizi sees no hope for redemption. Imprisoned beneath the palace that was once his home, the legendary 'Blue Demon of Adalucian' waits for death to finally free him of his curse. But salvation comes in an unexpected guise. 
A woman determined to save him. 
Able to cross space and time with a wave of her hand, Tarquin Secker has spent eternity on a hopeless quest. Drawn by a compulsion she can't explain, she risks her apparent immortality to save Keir, and offers him sanctuary on her home-world, Lyagnius. But Quin has secrets of her own. 
When Keir mistakenly unleashes the dormant alien powers within him and earns exile from Lyagnius, Quin chooses to stand by him. Can he master his newfound abilities in time to save Quin from the darkness that seeks to possess her? 
Book One of the Redemption series and part of the Travellers Universe. Previously released by Lyrical Press Inc. 7th May 2012

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Today, the Fox from Elizabeth Fountain's novel, You, Jane, has joined us.

Tell us, Fox, what is your ultimate goal?

Now, that poses a puzzler. I do, after all, lead a small boy to cross a busy highway, so that he is hit by a cab that does not stop. But the boy doesn’t die. Instead, he serves as a lesson for the other humans in this tale, Jane and Charlie, a chance for them to confront their inner and outer demons, to make the decisions they’ve avoided for so many years. In order to make an omelet, they say, one must break a few eggs. The small boy turned out to be quite a good egg, and believe me, I feel a pang, sending him across that busy road. A definite pang.

Yet in my defense, I must point out, the Universe works through me. I teach the lessons of Nature. Am I paid for this mischief? Yes, of course. I am a Fox, and a mercenary, and my services do not come cheap. But I ask you, do you blame me for charging what the magical market will bear to deliver the learning the Universe requires?

My ultimate goal, my friend, is survival. The same as yours, the small boy’s, the humans who surround him, and of course, the Universe’s. We all simply seek to engage in this Life another day.

What do you see as your greatest obstacle?

I teach the lessons of Nature, at the behest of the Universe. You might imagine, then, that both stay out of my way and let me do my job. But no. They do not make it so easy. I must overcome the reluctance of my educational charges, unnatural weather events, confusing instructions, resistance high and low. All too often, those supernatural beings who contract me fail to pay my remittance on time. How is a Fox supposed to thrive on unpaid accounts receivable?

But perhaps the largest obstacle I face is the conscience the Universe saw fit to endow me with. Without it, I could do my job so much more easily. If I could only be as ruthless as Nature herself…　

Pick an historical figure and compare yourself to him or her– how are you alike and different?

I see myself as a kind of Florence Nightingale, lighting a small lamp of learning in the great dark of ignorance. Of course, Miss Nightingale set bones, whereas I break them. A small difference, in the great scheme of things, wouldn’t you say?

I'd say that's rather significant, actually. But anyway, name a song that would be played in the soundtrack of your life.

Please, I beg of you, do not mention that song by Ylvis. You have no idea what it is like to be a Fox when that song is played. I strongly prefer classical music. I think the Ride of the Valkyries captures much of what it is like to be a Fox like me.

Interesting choice, Fox. Thanks for the interview. And now, if you'd like to know more about You, Jane:

Jane Margaret Blake’s problem isn’t her drinking. Sure, she’s missing work, and forgetting she’s already fed her cat, who’s getting a little fat. But Jane’s real problem is the reason she drinks: she writes stories that come true and wreak havoc in her life.　

In her “fables” animals, people, angels, and the Universe itself conspire to destroy Jane’s last chance to be with her old love, or, just maybe, to bring her into the arms of a new love. Years ago, a fable pushed Jane’s best friend Charlie into marrying another woman. Now another fable shoves Charlie’s little boy in front of an angry dog - or worse, a wicked spirit bent on getting Jane and Charlie to face the truths they’ve spent a lifetime avoiding.　

As her drinking and writing spiral out of control, Jane must finally discover how to write her own happy ending.　

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