Please welcome
Author Brian Patrick McKinley onto the Road to Hell. Brian is the author of ANCIENT
BLOOD: A NOVEL OF THE HEGEMONY.
Now, it’s time to
create a little hell and get to the good stuff by revealing all of Brian’s wicked secrets while on the
Road to Hell. LOL Yeah, you wish!
;-D
Grab your
favorite drink, sink your teeth into something decadent, sit back, relax and
enjoy getting to know Brian…
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GRACEN: Tell me three things about yourself that we
cannot find on the internet or in your bio?
BRIAN: I’m a role
playing geek, I have acted in and directed community theater, and I
compulsively watch HGTV and Food Network.
GRACEN: What
hobbies and interests do you participate in when you’re not writing?
BRIAN: I have a
regular Dungeons & Dragons game that I play on Fridays with friends. Other
that that, sadly, most of my time is spent either working or doing
writing-related things. Most of my hobbies work toward my writing in some way.
GRACEN: Do you
have any writing quirks or certain things you MUST have or do before beginning
the writing process?
BRIAN: I like to
write to music in someplace that’s private, but that’s just my preferred
method. I’ll sneak a few paragraphs while I’m at work if I can or anywhere else,
so I don’t really have any rituals or special quirks. I do prefer privacy,
though, because sometimes I’ll speak dialogue aloud while I’m working on a
scene and act things out, so I get embarrassed if someone catches me doing it.
GRACEN: If you
were plotting to take over the world, how would you do it?
BRIAN: My
vampires already have. (laughs) But if I really wanted to take over the world,
I’d support the Republican Party and get their help to use obscene amounts of
money, blackmail, and influence to increase people’s dependence on corporations
here and around the world. Eventually, when a few of the largest corporations
have bought all the smaller ones, they merge, and you’ve got a tiny corporate
board of directors essentially controlling everything. Everyone worries about
the government becoming too powerful, but they forget that modern
mega-corporations completely transcend world governments and some have more
money than most governments!
GRACEN: If you
could make one statement that the entire planet would hear and remember, what
would it be?
BRIAN: Stop
letting governments and corporations take more and more of our freedoms away
from us. Fight back!
GRACEN: What
genre do you write and why that genre?
BRIAN: I’ve been
told that what I write is Horror, but I’ve often had difficulty accepting that
label because my goal isn’t to scare people. I like to make people think, but I
suppose some of my ideas are frightening and the consequences they lead to are
often horrible, so I guess it fits. I suppose I write the type of books that I
like to read. I like stories that involve interesting characters confronting
aspects of themselves. For me, writing is an intensive and difficult process,
so I need to make it worthwhile. I want my stories to be entertaining, but I
can’t write fluff. Others do that better than me, so I need to concentrate on
giving voice to the characters in my head.
GRACEN: For those
who are not yet familiar with Ancient
Blood, can you please give us some details about the book and/or series?
BRIAN: Ancient Blood is intended to be the
first book in a series featuring the Hegemony, which is what I call the council
of vampires who secretly control the world. In the first book, we meet Avery
Doyle who is a modern guy that is totally into the current trend of vampires.
He reads vampire novels, watches shows like Buffy
and Angel, loves vampire movies, and
has researched the folklore. So, basically, he thinks he knows everything there
is to know about vampires and, secretly, wishes that he could be one. He’s kind
of a loser and vampires are the epitome of everything he thinks he’d like to
be: mysterious, slightly tragic, seductive, beautiful, and powerful. As luck or
irony would have it, he meets a real vampire named Caroline and falls hard for
her. Eventually she makes him into a vampire, too, but they get captured by
Caroline’s Creator Sebastian and taken back to his private island estate. This
is where Avery discovers that being a vampire sucks. (laughs) Pun intended. The
vampires of the Hegemony already have all the blood they need, so they worry
about feeding as much as we worry about what we’re having for dinner. They’re
rich, they have people to do the dirty work for them, so they spend their time
building up and holding onto their political power because that’s what protects
them from their fellow vampires. See, in my world, the biggest danger a vampire
faces is their fellow vampire.
GRACEN: Do you have any new stories in the works and
can you tell us a bit about it/them?
BRIAN: I have
three stories coming out in the Mystic Press anthology Misery Loves Company in December. Two are about a character named
Faolan O’Connor, who is the protagonist of my next book, Drawing Dead, which I’m finishing up now. The other is a story
called The Chermasu which features a
new take on werewolves and is from a novel I intend to go back and finish soon.
There will be a sequel to Chermasu
called Monsters in another anthology
from Mystic called In the Darkness … When
the Light Fades.
GRACEN: If you
could describe your writing with one word or brief phrase, what would it be?
Please delve into the core of your writing to tell us what word or phrase you
want readers to take with them when they’ve finished reading your story.
BRIAN: I like the sound of “Paranormal Realism.”
GRACEN: What, in
your opinion, makes your story unique and what makes it stand out from other
stories in your genre? Think of this as a pitch to convince readers to pick up
your books.
BRIAN: I’d like
to think that a major aspect that separates my work from others in the same
genre is the level of believability I strive to put in every story. I try to
deal with the world as we know it, rather than create a fantastical setting
that justifies my story. To me, a story with fantastical elements that is
grounded in the reality that I see every day is more effective. I did
scientific research to try to create a vampire that was as biologically
plausible as I could; granted, a real scientist or doctor could probably poke
holes in my concepts, but it was important to me that they hold up an
intelligent reader. I don’t discount the possibility of the extraordinary, but
it still has to be grounded in some kind of realism for me. I want readers to
be able to believe that the events of my novel have actually happened.
GRACEN: What’s
the weirdest thing you’ve ever done in the name of research?
BRIAN: I wish I
had a really cool story to share, but I don’t! I do most of my research through
reading books or looking stuff up on the internet. I was going to say that I
drank blood, but no, nothing bizarre. Sorry!
GRACEN: Of all
your books, which character did you have the most fun creating and why?
BRIAN: Probably
my current protagonist, Faolan O’Connor. I love that classic gangster period of
the 20s and 30s, so the chance to create my own gangster was irresistible. He
started off as a villain in another story, but he was so charismatic and funny
and likeable that I couldn’t keep him contained to one story. I was also afraid
that the reader would start to like him more than my heroes, so I created a
series for him. There’s a little of my late father in his attitude, my
grandfathers, and various other older people I’ve known and respected
throughout my life.
GRACEN: If you
had the opportunity to meet just one of your characters in real life, who would
it be and why?
BRIAN: It would
probably have to be Avery from Ancient
Blood. He’s a lot like me and we have a lot in common, so I know we could
hang out and watch movies or talk and we’d have a great time!
GRACEN: Which of
your characters would you never want to meet under any circumstance and why?
BRIAN: (laughs)
Probably any of the others! Most of my characters are manipulative assholes and
sadistic, bloodthirsty psychopaths! They’d kill me or worse!
GRACEN: If you were interviewing yourself, what is
the one question you would ask yourself and please give us the answer to that
question?
BRIAN: Wow,
that’s probably the toughest question you’ve asked. There’s so many funny or
silly questions I could use … I’m going to ask myself: What is my favorite
novel? And my answer is: That’s a very tough choice, but I’m going to say Red Dragon by Thomas Harris. It’s a
fantastic read and there’s not a wasted or uninteresting character in the
entire novel. I found the main character fascinating and what can you say about
a novel in which the author makes you cry for a man who murders whole families
and wish he could have a happy ending? Not to mention that it’s Hannibal
Lecter’s first ever appearance. It’s a brilliant work!
GRACEN: Thanks so much for joining us, Brian! It’s been a treat getting to know you
better!
BRIAN: Thank you.
It’s been great!
BLURB: Avery Doyle loves vampires; when his first one-night-stand,
Caroline, turns out to be a true vampire on the run, he jumps at the chance to
leave his ordinary life and join her as a "child of the night." The
honeymoon ends, however, when Caroline's brutal Creator Sebastian enslaves them
on his island estate and Avery must confront the dehumanizing reality behind
his dreams.
In order to survive, Caroline and Avery take their place as
servants in Sebastian's household during a gathering of the most powerful
vampires on Earth, the Hegemony, and soon find themselves involved in the
myriad schemes, plots, and revenges that form the night-to-night existence of
The Order. Sebastian, however, has a plan that will change The Order forever
and shatter human civilization. A fast-paced thriller that both re-imagines and
pays tribute to the traditional vampire, Ancient
Blood is a story of love, ambition, sacrifice, and betrayal that is
frighteningly human.
EXCERPT: (any
heat level as this is an 18+ site)
Wilkes smiled and went to the
cages, dragging a ten or eleven-year-old girl out and bringing her back. The
girl squealed through her tape and squirmed in her bonds and I felt my heart
sink as I noticed something else.
A sharp pang of hunger.
Wilkes snickered as he set the girl
down in front of us. “Best watch yourself, boy, looks like this one’s a
fighter!”
“Well, though one begins
moderately, Major, one must still learn.” Sebastian smiled and Wilkes laughed
like a good little flunky while he cut the bonds on the girl’s wrists and ankles.
She scrambled away from him and into Caroline’s waiting arms.
I kept my eyes away from her as
much as possible. When I used to see moments like this in vampire movies, they
always seemed overdone and melodramatic, but this was the first time I understood
what it meant to feel a deep, predatory hunger for another human being. The
fact that she was a young, naked girl was the worst part; it made me feel like
a child molester on top of everything else.
Sebastian closed the gate to the
passage and then he, Wilkes, and the rest of the soldiers went back upstairs.
Caroline made soft, reassuring sounds for the girl while she wept and I tried
to look at other things or just closed my eyes and wished fervently that I
couldn’t smell the girl so near, so clean and young and soft.
I could resist it, of course, and
somehow that was the worst part. I think that if a Vampyr’s hunger for blood
was the kind of irresistible supernatural compulsion you see so often in books
and movies, it would be easier to live with. Something that’s honestly beyond
your control doesn’t cause you as much shame as something that you know you can
fight if you’re strong enough. Most modern Americans have never actually
starved; we can be hungry at times, but food is usually easy to come by. So we
eat, often to the point of excess. Like I did when I was human.
It’s a hard habit to break as a
Vampyr.
I imagine that the hunger is
similar to how addicts feel when confronted by their substance of choice. The
more you try not to think about it, the more aware of it you are. You can have
every good reason not to do it, but if you don’t have something physically
keeping you from the object of your desire, then it all comes down to
willpower. When was the last time you were so thirsty your throat burned and
you didn’t take a drink from a glass of water sitting on the table in front of
you?
“My insurance didn’t scare him,”
Caroline said. “He’s planning something … something big.”
I just nodded. I didn’t trust
myself to speak because I could feel my mouth watering and my canines pushing
down again. As my injuries healed, my body cried out for fresh energy to feed
it. Energy it knew was readily available.
“Avery, look at me.”
I didn’t want to; I knew it would
make it worse to see the little girl lying there against Caroline’s chest, but
after a deep breath, I turned and tried to stare into her eyes—only her eyes,
because there was safety there.
Caroline looked worried, but with
an underlying sadness that could only come from understanding. She nodded and
said, “Give me your jacket.”
I slipped out of the denim jacket
I’d been wearing and gave it to her, grateful for something else to think
about. Caroline wrapped the little girl up in it and gently settled her
sleeping form down onto the floor beside her. With the temptation removed from
my view, it was a little easier to concentrate on what she was saying.
“Now do you understand that
physical force and bold attempts aren’t going to be enough to get us out of
here?”
As much as I still wanted to
entertain fantasies of pumping Sebastian full of machine gun fire, I’d realized
by that point that it wasn’t gonna happen. I nodded.
“Good,” she said. “Because I do
have a few ideas about how we might, but they depend on both of us playing The
Game, as they call it. We have to make Sebastian believe that we’re submitting
to him. We have to be allowed to move around when the Gathering occurs. I can’t
go into much detail now, but I need to know that I can count on you to follow
my lead even if it’s difficult.”
I think I sensed, even then, that
this wasn’t a small thing she was asking. So I didn’t just toss off the
immediate “of course” that was my first reaction. Instead, I looked into her
gorgeous green eyes for the love that I knew was there and, when I found it, I
leaned forward and kissed her. “You can always count on me. I swear.”
Even concentrating on Caroline’s
scent as we held each other, I still felt the smell of the girl’s skin tickling
my nose and the throb of her tiny heart teasing its way into my ears. Caroline
sensed this somehow and removed one of her earrings. Vampyrs should always
carry multiple items that will allow them to draw blood if they don’t have
their canines sharpened (as neither Caroline nor I do). You’d be surprised what
you can use, if push comes to shove.
She gave me the earring and, as
delicately as I could, I pierced one of the smaller arteries at the bottom of
her neck. I handed the earring back to her and bent to drink. While I did, she
punctured my neck in the same way and put her lips to the wound. This is
probably the one major advantage a starving Vampyr has over a starving human,
this mutual-cannibalism we can perform. I guess it’s a little like having sex
while freezing just to generate bodily warmth, but among Vampyrs, this is
considered the purest form of lovemaking. It didn’t have the climactic
intensity of sex, but it was a warmer plateau, like riding that pre-orgasmic
moment forever. Or, for those of a more gastronomic bent, imagine eating the
best chocolate sundae you ever had and never reaching the bottom of the dish
and never losing your appetite for it. It made me feel close to her in a way
that was impossible with any other form of verbal or physical expression. At
that moment, we were literally one being, one system circulating its life
between our separate halves.
We fed and kissed and comforted
each other for the rest of the night. When sunrise came, we fell into our
daytime hibernation coma holding each other. We never touched the girl.
But I would have, except for
Caroline. I know in my heart and in my soul that I would have broken sometime
during those hours and torn into the flesh of that beautiful, innocent child to
get at the blood I wanted. I’ve lived with that every night since.
I suppose that was Sebastian’s
first lesson.
His second, I’m sorry to say, came
the next night when we woke: the girl lay on the floor just as we’d left her,
but the blood from her slit throat had soaked into the fabric of my jacket and
pooled on the stones around her. Caroline wept with a visible fury. I was
pissed off and sickened, of course, but I was also still hungry and I’d be
lying if I didn’t admit that a secret, cowardly part of me was relieved to have
the option taken from me.
I try to live with that, too.
CONTEST
2 comments:
I would not worry about the weirdest thing done in the name of research being reading and internet - there are some pretty weird things out there on the internet, why just today I saw . . . LOL Thank you for taking the time and effort to share with us today. I am curious to see Avert gets on and am looking forward to the read :)
Brian, it's great to see how far you've come since we met a couple years ago. Congratulations on everything and good luck. I especially look forward to picking up a copy of The Chermasu when it comes out.
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