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Hi, I’m Liza O’Connor, author of Saving Casey and I wanted to share a bit about myself with you.
I love life-endangering adventures.
From diving with the great clear shark to rafting down a twenty-one foot waterfall, I've done it.
I can fly a plane, parachute from of plane, and hang-glide out of the way of a plane.
I have deep-sea fished, fly-fished, and raised fish in the pond I built in my backyard.
I can kayak clearwater or seas, raft class-four rivers, and scuba-dive into the oceans, where once a giant stingray attacked me.
I have spent grueling hot days carefully unveiling diplodocus bones, rode a suicidal horse up a mountain to fly-fish, and almost enticed a dominant male buffalo of a very large herd to run me down. (I just had to get closer for a photo op.)
Some of these activities, I am actually good at. Others, I was lucky to survive. But all of them make great fodder for my characters to go out there and live life to their fullest.
Last time I was here, I left you with a 69 word sentence about how the world needs yet another blog.
This time I want to tell you about my debut novel: Saving Casey
I really want to do this blog interview style, but I feel weird about interviewing myself. Thus, I’ve drafted Marketing Maniac kitten to interview me. (Because being interviewed by an imaginary cat is so much ‘saner’ than interviewing one’s self.)
Marketing Maniac: Welcome, Liza. So nice to have you. Let me say, I love, love, love your book.
Liza: Thanks, stick to the script please.
MM: So tell us about Saving Casey.
Liza: Eighty-year-old Cass dies and wakes up in the body of a troubled seventeen-year-old girl named Casey. Cass intends to turn the girl’s life around, only it’s harder than she expects. All Casey’s troubles have now become Cass’s and someone wants her dead.
MM: That’s a unique plot. How did your muse come up with that?
Liza:Actually, I blame it on all my friends who have teens. I wondered if the teens just ignored their parents good advice on principle or because it’s simply not relevant to their problems. That made me question if our life experiences would help at all if we were in their bodies, living their lives, or if raging hormones simply take over and trample all that valuable life experience.
MM: And what is your conclusion?
Liza: For Cass, those hormones swept away life experience like a Tsunami.
MM: So who's your favorite character in the book & why?
Liza: That’s hard to answer, because if I say my heroine (which I want to say) and my dog reads this blog, then I’ll be in big trouble, because I put my dog, Jess, in the book, in the first and last chapters. Thus, in those chapters Jess is my favorite. In all other chapters, New Cass has to be my favorite. She’s funny, sarcastic, smart, determined, and refuses to be a victim. Although, as time goes along and we know more about Old Casey, I fall in love with her as well. Both are remarkable characters, with a great deal in common with one another. And then there’s hunky, honorable Troy, who loves Cass, but refuses to go there because of their age difference.
This is an unfair question. It’s like asking a mother which child she loves the most.
MM: Well, we know who you don’t love. How many times am I in your book? Eh? Zero, Zip, Zilch.
Liza: Maniac, you weren’t even born when I wrote this book.
MM: Oh…Never mind then.
What's your favorite line in the story?
What's your favorite line in the story?
Liza: I feel like a comedian working the wax museum crowd.
MM: I like that one, but I also like the first time Cass sees herself in the mirror.
Upon settling down on the toilet, Cass noticed the floor to ceiling mirror facing her and screamed at the sight of the creature within it. Short black hair spouted about its head, black circles surrounded both eyes and fell like triangular knives down the cheeks. Black lips, stretched in horror as if in a nightmare. Pulling up her pants, she moved closer to the mirror.
She was a ghoul, an honest to God ghoul!
The door crashed open and her father stared at her, fear and panic clear in his eyes.
She touched her face. “Please tell me these aren’t permanent.”
His panic remained a second longer as her words filtered into his brain and then he pulled her into his arms. “Don’t worry, we will get them removed—if you want to…”
“If? Oh, I definitely want them removed,” she said.
How can I turn around my life if I look like the walking dead from a low-grade monster movie?
MM: However, readers be warned. This book isn’t all laughs and snorts. It covers some serious topics. Expect to laugh, cry, and yell at characters during your read. According to readers, it’s fast paced, engaging, and emotionally captivating.
Liza: Thanks, Maniac.
MM: It also has a fabulous book trailer:
MM: Was that great, or what? Since the trailer makes you want to buy the book, let me provide the links.
SAVING CASEY BY LIZA O'CONNOR IS AVAILABLE AT THESE SITES
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MM: I’d like to thank everyone for stopping by.
*turns to Liza*
That’s it. Can I have a treat now? I’m starving.
Liza: Me, too. Let’s go raid the fridge.
*pauses* Oh, you guys can come too, only be warned: all that’s in my fridge is peanut butter and broccoli.
MM: Wow, I’ve never seen people run so fast in my life. They must hate peanut butter and broccoli more than me. Since, I’m imaginary and all, can I have some imagined salmon instead?
Liza: *pets Maniac* I think that can be arranged.