Moving along with the Blogger Book Fair, I'm joined with Noree Cosper... IN A CARNIVAL!!
The
Literary Dark Emperor:
The
Literary Dark Emperor takes a bite of some cotton candy, taking in some of the
surroundings before smiling at Noree, “This is quite a happening scene. Can you
tell us why you chose to hold this here?” He eagerly crams more spun sugar into
his mouth.
Noree
Cosper:
Noree munches on a corndog smothered in mustard, “Well,
several major scenes in my novel A Prescription for Delirium take place in a
carnival. The demons are using it for sinister purposes.”
LDE:
Nathan pauses in mid-bite and glances over, smirking, “Demons, eh? Now
you’re just teasing me!” He takes a hearty bite and glances around eagerly, “So…
do you think there’s any demons here? How would we know one of we saw one?”
NC:
Laughing, Noree and takes another bite of her
corndog. She stops to stare at the giant Ferris wheel, “Well, if we were my
main character Gabby, it wouldn't be much of a problem. She can see through the
veil to the Eclispe, which is the spirit world. It allows her to see auras and
people who are possessed as well as those who are gifted by spirits. For us
normal humans, it's a little more difficult. Usually demons come with signs,
increased nightmares, the milk sours early, stuff like that. Then you have to
really look out for abnormal behavior. Did someone start beating their child,
get a drinking habit? Sadly, today people pretend not to see such things
normally, so believing a demon doing it is pretty preposterous.”
LDE:
“Right,” Nathan smirks and chuckles, “Well, it certainly makes hiding
easier, doesn’t it? At least they’ve got good taste in setting, eh?” Nathan
notices the Ferris wheel as well and shivers. “I Hate heights!” he crams more
cotton candy into his mouth, “So… I get that just about every depiction of
demons features them as malicious little bastards, but the stories all vary in
some sense or another. Y’know, in some they’re running around taking pieces
outta people like an entrée at a buffet, while others feature them putting a
tack on the teacher’s seat and letting little Billy take the blame…” he smirks
and glances over, “So can you set the record straight: just what makes ‘em
so—pardon the pun—damned bad?
NC:
Laughing, Noree shakes her head, “I think the ones that put tacks in
teacher's chairs are called imps. I know it's really popular now to have
stories about that demon with the heart of silver, or something. But I've
always found I liked my demons evil. In my world, Hell is divided into Thrones
that are based off the Seven Deadly Sins: Pride, Greed, Lust, Envy, Wrath,
Gluttony, and Sloth. Pride is, of course, controlled by Lucifer and is the top.
Demons try and corrupt humans based on those sins. Now, I know we all have a
little bit of all those sins in us, but demons try to push it to extreme.”
LDE:
The
Literary Dark Emperor smirks, “Extremes, eh?” He looks over, “What sort of
extremes?”
NC:
Noree finishes her corndog and
tilts her head in thought, “Well, pushing a man or woman to become a chronic
adulterer would be one for lust. Or, for Greed, convincing a business owner to
overlook his employees for the sake of profit. Of, course one of the demon's
favorite ways of claiming souls is contracts. It's said that everyone has a
price and they're really good at finding what that price is.”
LDE:
Nathan nods
slowly, “ A price...?” he smirks and finishes eating as well, crumpling the
trash and tossing it over his shoulder, “So what sort of prices might those be?
And, hypothetically speaking, what would your price be?”
Noree
watches as a short woman with black hair steps out of the crowd behind them.
She moves her trenchcoat to the side as she leans down to pick up the discarded
wrapper and stares hard at The Literary Dark Emperor. Oblivious, he continues
on.
NC:
Noree
sighs, “It's different for every person. For instance, there is this tale from
the '20's about this blues musician named Tommy Johnson. His brother swore that
Tommy sold his soul to master the guitar. He was so good he could do tricks
with the guitar like tossing in the air while playing,” she fans her face in
the heat of the sun, slips in a more secluded area behind a fun house to stand
in the shade, “As for me, well I'm not really sure what my price is. I'm the
kind of person that indulges on her sins in moderation. It keeps me balanced
and happy,” she laughs, “The repressed ones are in the most danger because they
tend to go overboard. I suppose my price would be something of desperation,
like someone I loved dying and there was no other way to save them. It's
interesting you ask that.”
LDE:
Following after,
Nathan raises an eyebrow, “Interesting? Why is it interesting?”
NC:
Because
it's almost like you're trying to get inside my mind, to see my soul. I guess
that's what this whole interview is for, eh?
LDE:
Nathan stops
suddenly, his eyes widening, “I... uh, what? That's total nonsense!”
NC:
“Is
it? Gabby here doesn't think so,” Noree nods to the woman in the trench coat
that stands behind Nathan, “You were so interested in the Thrones of Hell and
sin. It's time you meet your masters personally.”
Gabby
pulls a sword from her coat. The blade is wavy, like a metal flame that comes
to a point. She strikes The Literary Dark Emperor down where he stands.
A Prescription for Delirium
Ninety years ago, Gabriella di Luca promised to protect the family of her dying lover. She failed to keep that promise. She was too far away to stop the devil that murdered the eldest Van Helsing son. Years later, Gabby learns the devil has resurfaced. She arrives in Hampton, TX, determined to stop the devil before it can lay a bloody hand on the remaining three brothers.
However, madness is spreading through Hampton. She suspects the devil is using this madness to test a drug which has a side effect of demonic possession. Gabby rushes to end the source of the madness only to fall victim to it. For a woman cursed with eternal life, dying is no threat. However, Gabby must stop the devil's plot or risk losing her most precious possession: her mind.
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About Noree Cosper
Noree Cosper loves writing about
magic in the modern world. While growing up in Texas she constantly searched
for mystical elements in the mundane. She buried her nose in both fiction and
books about Wicca, Religion, and Mythology. Everyday became an adventure as she
joined a group of role-players, acting out her fantasies of vampires, demons,
and monsters living in the world.
She embraced her nerdom
wholeheartedly.
Noree grew, but never left her
love for fantasy and horror. Her dreams pushed her and her hand itched to write
the visions she saw. So, with her fingers on the keys, she did what her heart
had been telling her to do since childhood. She wrote.
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