RESONANCE Blog Tour: Character Interview
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First off, I have to apologise to Julie for posting this late. A teething and irritable baby has been keeping me away from the computer!
J.A. Belfield’s latest installment in her Holloway Pack paranormal series, Resonance, released April 2nd:
Resonance
Guilt is a heavy burden for the one carrying it.
Jem Stonehouse is no exception to this rule.
What if sheâd acted sooner? What if sheâd fully recognised the threat? What if she hadnât allowed the male pack members to head into the witchesâ ambush?
For one, youngest pack member Josh Larsen wouldnât be trapped in the sleep of the dead.
Now, Jem is convinced itâs her job to bring him back to life no matter what it takes â learning more about her heritage, risking pack exposure, or travelling to places she couldnât have imagined possible.
Even if the journey endangers her soul.
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Interested? Want to find out more? Here’s Julie with an interview with one of the book’s characters, Jess Stonehouse:
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You’d think in setting up an interview with a witch that I would choose to go somewhere a little surreal. Maybe a store that sells Wicca items, or something Celtic or even just a magic shop. But no, not with Jess. This no-nonsense girl knows her stuff and doesn’t need to meet me out somewhere. On no, we’re … at her house. Why, might you ask? Because a single mom might need to get out, but when the babysitter is nowhere to be found, we gotta improvise.
Sitting here in her kitchen, with its pale walls and beech-wood units, the wan winter sun streaming in through the window over the sink, I have a cup of tea in my hand as I stare across at her. “So, Jess. You’re a witch. What’s that like?”
She smiles. “I’d imagine it’s pretty much like being a regular old human. Just with a few quirks and tricks up one’s sleeve.”
“Quirks and tricks?” I ask. “Like … can you move objects? Ooh, do you make love potions?”
“Ah, the ever sought after love potion.” She smiles again but it’s a brief gesture. “Yes, I’ve tried it. But it’s a dangerous game to play. And it’s not something I have a desire to try again.”
“But … what if someone paid you so much money, you couldn’t resist. Would you then?”
“No. Because the hand of love isn’t something that can be forced. Trying to do so will only result in a falsity. And with that comes consequences.”
Consequences? Now this I gotta know. I lean in closer and clasp my hands together. “Like … what kind of consequences?”
“You really need me to spell this out for you?” She rolls her eyes.
I do, but I’m not going to say that out loud.
“Okay, maybe you do.”
Dude, she can read my mind.
“Imagine forcing someone to love you. Then imagine that same person never loved you to begin with. That means it’s not real. You’re living an illusion. And any love that isn’t true holds no strength. No security to its foundations. Sooner or later, those foundations? They’re going to show a few cracks. See?”
“Erm … but what if I â I mean, the one person … loves the other one enough for the both of us â them? What then?”
She shakes her head, even looks a little exasperated. “There is no then. Because single-sided, unreturned love is love of the loneliest possible kind.”
Booooo. I don’t say that out loud though.
“Besides, take other spells with love as the boost or catalyst. Do you really think Jem and Sean would be here now, if either one of them didn’t love the other? Why don’t you ask them what they think on that?”
“Nah. I already know what they think. I read their book.” With that, I add a gigantic smile. “Okay, instead of sappy love stuff, can you, or will you tell me about your favourite spell, good or bad, that you did and the results. Just for an eency weency bit of fun?”
“Fun?” Her one eyebrow wings up. “Magic is a serious business. Though, I did have a lot of fun, one time in senior school, when I stuck an illusion-adjustment spell on some stuck-up bimbo who tried to steal my guy.” She chuckles, almost as if to herself. “Yeah, imagine considering yourself the most beautiful girl in town. Then imagine it looking like your face is melting every time you check yourself out in the mirror. Payback really can be a witch.”
“That’s awesome!” I can’t help myself. Iâd love to be able to do stuff like that. “So, okay, you keep telling me magic is serious, business … when did you figure out you were talented with said ‘business skills’?”
“When did you figure out you liked guys?” She shrugs. “A bit like anybody whose mind and body goes through subtle adjustments with puberty, it just creeps up on you, and before you know it, those differences you notice quit being freaky and become a natural part of who you are.”
When did I figure out I like guys? When … when … when … Hmmm… oh yeah! “Okay, so I get it. Can you tell me the first magic you remember doing? Then I promise to stop bugging you about magic and will ask you one more deeper and more thoughtful question.” I smile hoping she’ll indulge me.
“Oh, crikey. You expect me to remember that?” She taps a finger against her chin for a second before a slow smile appears. “I accidentally frazzled the ends of Carly May’s hair when she pissed me off in art class by making fun of my picture compared to hers from across the room every time the teacher wasn’t looking.” She gives small shrug that’s only halfway apologetic. “Amazing what you can achieve with a little intent.”
My laughter is genuine as I can picture this event … just so. “Okay, Jess … last question. Ethan or no Ethan?”
“Now that?” She wags a finger though there is mischief sparkling in her eyes. “That I won’t tell.”
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Massive thanks to Aimee Laine for collaborating with me on this interview and helping to make it way more interesting than I could have on my own.
And a huge thanks to J.C. for allowing Jess & me to take over her blog for the Resonance Tour.
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About the Author
J.A. Belfield
One day, a character and scene popped into J. A. Belfieldâs head, and she started controlling the little people inside her imagination as though she were the puppet master and they her toys. Questions arose: What would happen ifâ¦? How would they react ifâ¦? Who would they meet ifâ¦? Before she knew it, a singular scene had become an entire movie. The characters she controlled began to hold conversations. Their actions reflected the personalities she bestowed upon them. Within no time, they had a life, a lover, a foe, family ⦠they had Become.
One day, she wrote down her thoughts. Sheâs yet to stop.
J. A. Belfield lives in Solihull, England, with her husband, two children, three cats, and a dog. She writes paranormal romance with a second love for urban fantasy.
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And to finish off on a teaser, here’s a random one-liner from the book:
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