Interview with novelist Alan S. Kessler

Welcome, readers. I’m kicking of a new week with author Alan S.Kessler. He’s sharing a bit about his new novel, Gables Court.

Welcome, Alan. Please tell us a little bit about yourself.

Married, with four children and a cat that likes me to pet her so she can take a bite out of my hand. When I’m not writing I teach karate, many of my students on the autism spectrum

Please tell us about your current release.

Samuel Baas is a romantic and virgin who wants love and marriage before sex. After moving from staid New England to the hothouse world of Miami, he falls in love with Kate, the college girl he wants to marry.

She isn’t interested in becoming anyone’s little wife. For her, sex is recreational.

A lawyer, Baas represents an accused Nazi war criminal and Haitians who, if deported, face retribution from the murderous Tonton Macoute. Head of a crime family, his father takes a special interest in his son’s legal career. In this complicated world, Baas dates and tries to answer the central question in his life, “Is love for someone else?”

Loneliness isn’t gender specific nor is alienation just a phase.

Over a span of ten years, Samuel Baas journeys toward intimacy--and his people.

This novel isn’t erotica or faith-based fiction but as romance, with a small r, it is about the resilience of the human spirit in our quest to find love. Although the language is adult, the scenes of intimacy aren’t graphic. I appreciate how Pearl S. Buck handled sexual matters in The Good Earth with the simple sentence: she taught him.

Gables Court also isn’t intended to moralize about what is right or wrong. Without borders or mass, a mixture of joy, heartache, confusion, and mystery, love follows its own rules.

What inspired you to write this book?

Central to the story is what I, a male author, perceive as a gender stereotype: the young male as sexual hunter, interested in copulation and if love follows it's an unintended consequence. Samuel Baas isn't religious. His motivation for wanting love and marriage before intercourse isn't a value rooted in faith or family values. God for him is an abstraction. His father is valueless, a murderer; his mother loves cocktails and parties at her country club. No, Baas' quest comes from only one place. His heart.

I wanted to write about innocence, about a young man who, perhaps like many young women, searches for romance and in his journey finds heartache, joy, disappointment, mystery, while hoping if he finds love he will possess the courage, wisdom, and strength to accept it.

What exciting story are you working on next?

A post apocalyptic novel called The Butcher.

When did you first consider yourself a writer?

Not even now. I am just someone who likes to tell stories.

Do you write full-time? If so, what's your work day like? If not, what do you do other than write and how do you find time to write?

I write in the morning. Teach karate in the afternoon.

What would you say is your interesting writing quirk?

Sitting at a desk without taking a break.

As a child, what did you want to be when you grew up?

I never thought that far in the future.

Anything additional you want to share with the readers?

Without readers, we write only for ourselves which although guaranteeing wonderful feedback isn’t much fun.

Thanks for joining me today, Alan!

Interview with dark fiction author Alan Steven Kessler

As we wrap up October, and since it's just before Halloween, I think it's great that today's guest is dark fiction author Alan Steven Kessler to talk about his spiritual horror story, A Satan Carol.

Alan and his publisher, Wild Child Publishing, will be awarding a $10 Wild Child Publishing gift card to a randomly drawn commenter during the tour (international), and a 12-pack of Snackwells Devils Food cookies to another commenter (US/Canada only). So if you'd like to be entered to win, make sure to leave an e-mail with your comment below. And you can improve your chances of winning by following his tour and commenting at other stops.

Welcome, Alan. Please tell us a little bit about yourself.

I was born in a small town in Ohio. I currently live in New England with my wife, four children, and dog buckeye.

Please tell us about your current release.

What does the devil really want?

Nostalgic for the Inquisition and plague, Satan feels neglected by the modern world that no longer blames him for disease and death. He plans to create a new genesis, a place where people will love him. For that, his son needs just the right soul.

And there is one—unique, powerful, able to heal. To get it, Satan has a plan that begins in Ireland in the famine year, 1848, and 180 years later traps a young girl and her family in demonic forces pushing them to kill.

A Satan Carol is a horror story about family values--even if they originate in hell.

What inspired you to write this book?

I wanted to write a story about free will, human failings, and human goodness all juxtaposed with the machinations of Satan who, in the novel, is more than a caricature  

Excerpt:

On back of the EnViro truck continuing across the grassless, treeless land, Orem couldn’t tell if the gray, steaming waves he saw lapping sluggishly against a beach were those of a bay or ocean. He could distinguish the two structures whose dark shapes he had seen from a distance, the one closest to him an old farmhouse painted black, beyond it, a ramshackle pier standing a half mile from the shoreline. When the truck passed the pier, Orem saw what looked like a junkyard where the road ended. As the truck slowed before entering the junkyard’s fenced in area, he let go of the handle and jumped, rolling in dirt so dry and light he inhaled it as if it were another form of air. Choking, he took small breaths, sat there slowly adapting to the particle laced, heated atmosphere.

Out of the ground hundreds of small, shriveled crabs, their oversized, razor-sharp claws clicking, swarmed over him. Orem thrashed at them, his hands going through their bodies. Still frantically searching for what had strayed into their feeding zone, the crabs covered Orem’s face, twitched and convulsed in hunger and after running down his legs, disappeared with a popping sound into the dust, the last of their energy wasted on trying to eat a ghost. Orem saw no bite marks on his skin. He got up and by walking slowly, resting every few steps, the heat from the scorching land burning through the soles of his shoes, reached the junkyard fence of dry-rotted planks arranged haphazardly. Orem read a blistered, hand-lettered sign propped up against an old toilet: Moe Gut-man Salvge & antiks

A business sign…in Hell? The EnViro road from Boston to the White Mountains ended on Moe Gutman’s desert land where sinks, stained mattresses, broken pipes and large, cracked vats lay jumbled together along the fence. Through a hole in the boards, Orem watched the truck he’d jumped from pierce the ground with its titanium shaft. Sludge poured from the truck into a bubbling landfill marked Field 17. Nearby, a row of glowing, fissured mounds created by EvViro trucks pumping waste beyond the ground’s capacity to absorb it, rose 70 feet above fields 12 and 9. Brother Green’s business extended all the way to Hell. Orem didn’t understand. For him Hell was a place of torment, not entrepreneurship. In the Hell he imagined, the crabs would have chewed on his face forever. “Am I a spirit and this, damnation? The house and pier, the junkyard, designed to remind me of the world I’ve lost?” Except for the heat, he couldn’t feel or touch what was around him. This Hell of Brother Green’s trucks had its own dynamics and he remained outside it, looking in, detached and alone. “Is this my punishment for sin?  Eternal isolation even from other damned souls in this land of the dead?”   

Hello hello. Can you hear me?

Orem blinked and looked over to where a boy sat slumped and drooling in a stroller parked a few yards from the junkyard fence. Behind the child, a young girl, very thin, stood gazing out at the water.

Children? In Hell? To Orem that didn’t make sense. And he was sure the girl had just spoken to him. Is it possible, by some miracle, I’m still alive? 

What exciting story are you working on next?

A novel about a boy who grows up in a house of demons. It is a horror story without drool and gore.

When did you first consider yourself a writer?

At 11. I wrote a sci-fi story about the world exploding.

Do you write full-time? If so, what's your work day like? If not, what do you do other than write and how do you find time to write?

I write during the day when I’m at work and can find the time. I’m self-employed—the owner of a karate school.

What would you say is your interesting writing quirk?

I self-edit as I write.

As a child, what did you want to be when you grew up?

I just wanted to grow up. My family was a wee bit challenging.    

Anything additional you want to share with the readers?

Thank you. I hope I can give you a story that is both entertaining and thoughtful.

You're welcome, Alan. Happy to have you.

Readers, Alan and his publisher, Wild Child Publishing, will be awarding a $10 Wild Child Publishing gift card to a randomly drawn commenter during the tour (international), and a 12-pack of Snackwells Devils Food cookies to another commenter (US/Canada only). So if you'd like to be entered to win, make sure to leave an e-mail with your comment below. And you can improve your chances of winning by following his tour and commenting at other stops.