What is the working title of your book?
The Obitch Queen
Where did the idea come from for this book?
I was the Obitch Queen when I worked at a small newspaper in OH. One of my jobs was to take the obituaries and the kids I worked with tagged me with the title. Then the morticians began referring me by that name. I dug out some notes I took while working there a million years ago and decided to write the book.
What genre does your book fall under?
Woman’s Fiction with a lot of mystery
How long did it take to write the first draft?
Really, I don’t remember.
What actors would you use for a movie rendition of your book?
Sandra Bullock for Ellagrace. Someone older but with the personality of Blake Shelton for Gary.
What is a one sentence synopsis of your book?
It wasn’t a pretty day when Ellagrace Gosdin received the news her husband died in the arms of the town prostitute, and she was determined to get revenge.
Will it be self published or represented by an agency?
If I don’t sell it or have an agent by March, I’ll try to self publish. Right now two agents have partials and an editor has the full.
Who or what inspired you to write this book?
One day I was thinking of all the kooky characters I actually worked with at the newspaper and decided I could pull from them and from my notes to write a book. I use to refer to the town in Ohio where I worked as the town of the dead and the dying.
Many years ago my husband was waiting while getting a lube job on his car, and a man sitting there was from a neighboring town and he used that phrase. Funny!
What other books would you compare this story to within your genre?
I really don’t know. I read lots and lots of books, but nothing I can compare with mine.
What else about your book might pique the reader's interest?
An older woman who is left destitute, had to find a job, and meets her high school sweetheart at a party, drags him with her to a friend’s house where they find a man dead in the friend's kitchen, the friend tied up like a Christmas turkey in a closet, then the friend is upset that her good knife is in his chest and pulls it out, holding it when the police arrive. There are other dead bodies found, like the dead man sitting on the friend’s porch at a later date, posed with a cig in mouth and a note saying they wasted him because he sold them bogus blow, which they later learned was her husband’s ashes and they apologized. A sexy ex-boyfriend she’s determined not to become involved with after her lousy marriage, but how can she make herself not get involved?
The characters are as loony as many people I’ve met over the years, the ones I loved to hang out with, the ones we all love because they are fun to be with.
Oh, Diane notes that I write about dysfunctional families. Are there really families who aren’t dysfunctionals? I thought that was today’s norm!
Welcome to my world.