(Kelly was written by Kelly Blanchard. Adam was written by Adam Mitchell.)
Pub or Saloon—that’s where her interviewee requested to meet her. Definitely not the place Kelly would go on her own because it wasn’t her atmosphere, she always accommodated her guest. The noise hit her when she walked in—music and a lot of people trying to talk over the music. If she stayed here too long, it’d give her a headache, but security escorted her through the crowd away from the noise to a quiet booth in the back. “I’ll bring your guest back this way when he arrives,” he told her as she sat down. “You sure you don’t want a drink?”
Kelly shook her head but smiled at him. “No thank you, Heist. You’ve been very helpful.” With that, she sat back, pulled out her notebook and a pen, and began taking notes.
Several moments passed, allowing Kelly to jolt down notes of her surroundings and different thoughts she had, but she sensed someone approaching, so she looked up to see Heist escorting a man. Kelly smiled and rose to her feet, reaching out her hand to shake Adam’s. “Adam Mitchell, a pleasure to meet you. Please sit.” She motioned to the booth. “Would you like something to drink? I could have something brought to you.”
“It’s okay, doll. I brought my own” He took a hip flask from his jacket, downing a good gulp “Right hun, fire away”
She nodded as she sat back down. “Well, Adam, tell me about yourself. What is it that you do?” She always started with this question because she was curious of the different walks in life where writers came from.
“Well doll, where should I start by day I’m an illustrator and church leader and by night I right like to kill people and have sordid affairs, well in my books anyway.” Adam lit a cigar and inhaled deep, waiting for Kelly to reply
Kelly smiled. Writers were always an interesting kind of people. “And when did you start writing?” She tilted her head to a side. “What inspired you to begin writing?”
Adam smiled, taking a moment for the music to hit his ears. “I wrote in bits and drabs through the years. But it was last years NaNo that made me take a year out and right full time.”
“So you did NaNo. What made you decide to do that?” Kelly raised her brows. It wasn’t like random people decided to tackle the task of writing 50,000 words in 30 days…at least, not that Kelly knew.
“Well that’s a long story, hun.” Taking out his wallet, Adam took a long hard look at a photo and smiled. “It was my wife to be honest. She challenged me to try it, as I’ve always shy’d away from things like that due to my dyslexia. The deal as I remember was if I can complete it, she would accompany me to a film noir movie marathon as she hates them as a rule preferring movies with sparkly vampires.”
This made Kelly chuckle. “I’m glad she challenged you and that you actually undertook it. It’s not easy facing uncertainties, but you become stronger for it, and I’m sure you did well.” She smiled at him then scooted to the edge of her seat, folding her forearms on the table. “So, what do you write? What story of yours would you like us to focus on today? I’ve love to hear about anything.”
Adam took out a bundle from his jacket, and unwrapped it. “Here you are doll my book ‘The Lost Angel’. As you can see, Kelly, I mostly write crime. And mainly period crime novels from the 1940.”
Kelly looked at the book. “Nice. So crime in the 1940s. What’s the story about?” She lifted her gaze from the book up to look at his gaze. “Who are the characters? The conflicts they encounter?”
“There’s a guy named Eddy who robbed a night club, like this one you see. He gets away with the money and falls in love with his dead partners dame. Unknown to Eddy a P.I buy the name of Jack Malone is on the hunt for him. It ends in a surprising twist which I won’t go into now. But I’ve tried to give all the characters a story arc that is both facing demons of sorts And redemption. For example the P.I lost everything to a drink problem and this case is his chance to get himself back together”
Kelly smiled when she heard this. “Good that you’ve given each character their own arc and let them face their demons. That’s much more realistic.” Then she sat back in her chair and regarded Adam with a tilt of her head. “So what inspired this story? What gave you the idea?”
“The P.I was the seed to be honest as I saw a parallel between his arc and my battle with prescription pain killers his story kind of centered everything else. I hope that makes sense.”
“Of course.” Kelly nodded and offered him another smile. “I’m glad you’re able to write such a story. Has it at all helped you with your own personal battles? Sometimes seeing it from a different point of view helps a bit.”
“The ongoing arc that the P.I. will take over the next books I think will keep me going. I wanted to add a lot more on the addition but thought better of it, not wanting to preach to the readers.”
“Yeah, that’s usually wise.” Kelly bobbed her head, but her gaze caught sight of the clock on the wall, and she frowned, looking back at Adam. “Our time’s almost up, but we still have a little more time, so another question.” She smiled at him. “Is there anything you’d like your readers to walk away with after they read your story? Anything you hope they take from it?”
“I guess the idea that no matter how down on your luck you are, no matter what holds you back you can get over it, that Thing that holds you back can be overcome. I think that is the message of the book and what I’m trying to highlight with the revised second edition I’m currently working on, Kelly.”
“Well, Adam, I hope you the very best. You will do well especially with your mind set on it.” She smiled at him warmly. “Unfortunately I need to wrap this up because I have another appointment, but I do appreciate you agreeing to meet with me and answering my questions.” She rose to her feet. “I hope you have a wonderful day, Adam. And never stop writing.”
“Thanks, doll. Its been a good chat. Have a good night.”
Kelly smiled once more at him then left.
Adam Mitchell’s novel, ‘The Lost Angel’, is available on Kindle. Be sure to follow him on social media too!