Character Interview: Thank you so much for joining us today! Please introduce yourself!
*Oh, hi! My name is Raven McAphee. I star and bitch in this romantic comedy novel entitled, I Will Never Marry a Cowboy.
Tell us who you are and what you do!
*I’m a successful music producer, daughter of a retired physician and a desperate mother who likes pimping me out to my ever dearest assistant… or to any other guy she thinks would take me… as if I’m that desperate (of course, not…pshh).
Are you the main character in the story or a supporting role?
*I’m the main character.
How old are you?
*I’m in my 30’s. I stopped counting the number, simply because I don’t look it.
Tell us about your story. What is it about and what role do you play?
*Well, everything is on the fast lane except for my love life. I have all these pre-conceived notions about the opposite sex and all the perfect guys have been gone…married. When my Daddy buys a ranch away from the city, my younger sister Riley boarded herself on the fast lane too, by winning a cowboy’s heart. Someone that I could never imagine settling with… just thinking about that is way too awkward on my part… Imagine city girls and country boys ending up on a saddle together? I couldn’t for the love of God.
Do you have any birthmarks or tattoos?
*No, I have none.
Would you ever want to go hang out with your author? If so, what would you do together?
*In a heartbeat, yes, yes, yes! We will hang-out on a coffee shop, mostly to talk about this guy. Girl talks can be so long.
If you could have a super power what would it be, and why?
*The power to talk to animals… there’s this pot belly pig in my story, which I swear is so creepy there should be a reality show about a pig whisperer. That pig hates me!
Thank you for this interview!
*And thank you too, for having me… I’m just so stoked I had to invite myself, lol. What do you do when you’re not writing?
*I only do three other major things when I’m not writing. One, I hang out with preschoolers or my loved ones. Two, I spend time with my pet birds. Three, I’m talking to my Mahogany plant named, Cate. Weird, huh… but yes that’s me. *When did you start writing?
I was eleven when I wrote my very first crappy cheesy story about a boy. I thought I loved the idea of making anything possible at the tip of my fingers… don’t we all? If you could go anywhere in the world to start writing your next book, where would that be and why?
*Ohhh, Ireland! I don’t know why I’m so in love with that place… it’s an added point that they don’t have snakes there, I guess but… I feel it’s so peaceful there with all the greens around. I love their weather too. Ahhhh, now I want to go there more… as in right now. What is your favorite part of writing Romance? What is your least favorite?
*I’m a sucker for Cinderella stories! Although, when I write mine I add a vital ingredient. I like ‘em girls kick-ass, bad-ass or unconventionally alternative (can’t think of another appropriate word with an ass anymore, hahaha). With that being said, that’s my least favorite part in writing too. When I run out of words and it seems like I’ve already used them up and couldn’t come up with other catchy ones. I just love Mr. Thesaurus, hahaha.
I was born in Uzbekistan. When I was three years old me and my family moved to Germany (we lived in Bonn, it’s a small town near Cologne) and lived there for eleven years. I went to a Russian school which was one of the two Russian schools in the whole country (the second one is in Berlin).
In the year 2011 we moved to Kazakhstan where I live now. I finished school here. Now I am a student at a Russian university and a technical translator for my father’s IT firm.
Right now I’m working on my second book and a few other projects I’m thinking about doing. In the past few months I’ve also become an avid reader, I do reviews on indie books on my blog, I also started a youtube channel recently.
I’m also a gamer, I play Dota 2, among other games, and I’m a hobby photographer.
Most of the night I stay silent and just watch them talk. It’s as if they’re long lost friends. Overall the night turned out not as bad as I thought, I even enjoyed most of it. And when it’s really late and everyone is sleepy and tired, dad actually asks Dean to stay until tomorrow, offering the guest room.
“Are you sure? You don’t have to…” Write starts, but my father cuts him off. Wow, this really is a different man. Who are you and what have you done to my daddy?
“But I insist.” And with this sentence Write is obliged to stay. “Milly will show you everything, thank you for this wonderful evening, too sad that I’m too old to stay up for much longer. Good night.”
When he’s gone, we stand awkwardly in silence for a few moments. I clear my throat.
“Would you like to go to sleep now? Or can I get you anything else? Something to drink?”
“A glass of water would be nice.” He gives me the warmest look ever.
“Then please, follow me to the kitchen.” I say as I collect the dishes.
I feel myself tense with every passing second. While he is drinking his water, I start washing the dishes.
“Can I help?” He asks when I am on my second plate.
“You can dry them if you want.” He nods. I point at a towel hanging nearby. “You can use that towel over there.”
And so we stay silent for a few more moments, cleaning up in the kitchen. I don’t relax, on the contrary, I feel like I’m going to turn to stone completely at some point. It’s one thing being with him at work, but having him here? Seeing him like this? It’s just too much and I remember our weekend. It hurts.
“Millicent.” He says, voice soft and quiet. “I know I shouldn’t be saying this, I promised myself I wouldn’t, but we need to talk about what happened in New York.”