Author, A. J. Llewellyn

 

 

1. Hi Kage, what’s your favorite cocktail? I’ll have the cabana boys whip one up for you while I ask you some stupid, I mean irrelevant. no, no, I mean important questions.

Hola and Buenos Nachos, AJ! My favorite cocktail? Well, once when I was eighteen, there was this guy who had the HUGEST…um…er…yeah. That’s not the kind of cocktail you were looking for, is it? Maybe…heh heh heh…let’s go with my stand-by, the Appletini, especially if I’m sitting anywhere with T.C. Blue. Of course, if I’m with Patricia Logan, it’s the Watermelon Sakitini. Unless I’m at Bon Chon in NYC for Korean fried chicken with my little brother. In that case, it’s either the Watermelon Martini or the Lychee Martini, which is typically followed by bad Karaoke. Ooh, and a nice Long Island Ice Tea if I’m with G.A. Hauser!

2. I wanna know about the guy with the big um…you know…ahem. What was your favorite toy growing up and do you still have it?

I was a product of the Star Wars toy era. And while I don’t still have all of the ships, I do have all of my original action figures and some of the toys from that era. Science Fiction was a wonderful world for me to live in and even though there were princesses and female action figures, the guys always ended up in private quarters with each other and hooked up. The adults never knew, which undoubtedly was in my favor. “Oh, look! Han Solo is pinning down that bounty hunter and threatening him with that light saber between his legs.” Yeah, let’s go with that.

3.  Han Solo is sooo hot! Speaking of hot, do you write naked?

There have been nights when I’ve been in bed naked writing. I tell my husband he can have “all this” when he’s ready for bed and wants it, then I’ll sit there writing 10,000 words waiting several hours for him to wonder if I’ve fallen asleep so he can sneak into the bedroom. Half Asian men are never satisfied, and the moment they are satisfied, they become dissatisfied with themselves for even thinking they were satisfied. And watching that satisfies me, which only serves to irritate him, which satisfies me even more. It’s all about the satisfaction in the marriage.

4. That answer is both satisfying and intriguing! Half Asian men are never satisfied? Wow! So tell me, what is your favorite part of your husband’s body?

His hands, and they are exquisite! There’s just something about his well-manicured, thin fingers that drives me wild. And they’re freakishly strong. I’m not exaggerating. If he puts the cap on a bottle of soda or anything else, he tightens it so bloody much that I have to get one of those grip strips to open the damn thing. Watching me struggle satisfies him, which only serves to irritate me, which satisfies him even more. With all this satisfaction, is it any wonder he feels we don’t need to actually have sex?

5. You’re stuck on a deserted island after a three hour tour that goes awry. Name six people alive or dead that you’d like to be marooned with…and your fantasy castaway meal.

I’d love to sit on the beach and have conversations with William Powell. He was an incredible actor and, from what I’ve read, an equally incredible human being. I always wanted to meet Johnny Carson, too. The stories he could tell… Who else? Stephen King. I don’t write horror, but the opportunity to riff off the guy would be an experience. I’d also like to talk to my mentor, Milt Ford, again. He was a major guiding force in my learning the craft of writing, is probably responsible for my becoming a writer, and he was always, always supportive of everything I did. Hell of a listener, too. Would love to have singer/songwriter Martha Davis along since I’m sure she’d have her guitar. That woman can sing!!! Finally, J.P. Barnaby. She’s like uber-intelligent and could make a jet airplane out of sand and sticks, so we wouldn’t be trapped for too long.

 

About the Author:

Non-award winning and utterly non-famous LGBT author Kage Alan lives in a suburb of Detroit, MI with his husband, who answers to “His Majesty,” and their fish and shrimp, who answer to “fish” or “shrimp.” He enjoys attending Sci-Fi and horror conventions, adding to his tiny Blu-Ray library, and fibbing about buying Blu-Rays on New Release Tuesday from the US, UK, Germany, and/or Japan. Kage also lives in fear of His Majesty’s Hong Kong Grandmonster, who God apparently doesn’t want to spend time with.

Official Website: www.KageAlan.com

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Blurb:

Imagine waking up in a place you can’t remember, with a face you don’t recognize, and a name that may not be your own printed on a ticket in your back pocket. And of the five people you meet during the next few hours, four of them hold clues to your past, present, and two possible futures.

The outcome of the encounter will determine your soul’s fate, and the only way out of the nightmare may be through falling awake.

Excerpt:

“One honeydew bubble tea with organic milk.” Martha set the glass down in front of Larenz. “Would anybody else like a refill, or maybe some dessert?”

Nobody said anything for a few seconds.

“Thank you, Martha,” Tam finally answered for them, “but I think we’re set for the moment.”

“Let me know if you change your mind.” She moved away as quietly as she’d appeared.

“That’s not the most ethnic of drinks for you, is it?” Tam asked, staring at the green liquid with tapioca balls at the bottom.

Larenz gestured towards Tam with his head. “I wasn’t always black, just like you weren’t always Asian, and Daniel wasn’t always white.”

“I wasn’t?” Daniel piped up, his mouth refusing to close. “Was I ever black?”

“No,” Tam answered.

“If you were”—Larenz chuckled—“you’d be black now since you’d realize you can’t do better than perfection.”

 

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