It seems that my blog is being haunted today by the Haunting Obsession Blog Tour! I have a blog post from one of the characters in this book. It's pretty interesting too. Check it out!!
Wibbly Wobbly, Timey Wimey Stuff
Wuv and Mawwage
Tomorrow is a big day. I'm getting married.
Well, no, I'm not actually getting married tomorrow, but I'm taking my first steps to make plans to get married tomorrow. Tomorrow Loretta is coming over. As far as she knows, her birthday is in two weeks.
Which...it is. Of course it is.
But I mean, she thinks we're going to Castleton Square Mall to shop for her birthday present.
But also, as we're walking the mall hitting our favorite stores, I'll take her past the jewelry store. It's right between GameStop and the Hollywood Frame shop. And she won't be able to take it. So she'll lead me over and she'll coo over the rings, and I'll pretend I hate it, all the while making note of everything she's pointing out, so I can double back and get it a few days later.
Which really won't fool her, but what the hell, I can pretend I'm clever, right?
I mean, there's nothing to decide, really. We've been together eighteen months and she still digs me, I mean, she really digs me. She digs the Star Trek; she digs the Doctor Who. She can quote more consecutive lines from Star Wars without making a mistake than I can, and that's saying something. She knows FOX didn't betray all science fiction fans when it canceled Firefly; FOX had already betrayed all science fiction over a decade earlier when it canceled Alien Nation. Her X-Men comics look really nice next to my Spider-Man comics.
And video games? She kicks my ass on Nintendo DS Mario Karts. I have the edge on her on Halo 4, but maybe not much longer. We've been exploring Pandaria together ever since World of Warcraft launched the beta. She exposes Morgan Webb for the poser she is. And I used to crush pretty serious on Morgan Webb.
She even gets the old movies. Well, most of them,
She prefers Keaton over Chaplin. Okay, that's fair.
She prefers Christopher Lee over Bela Lugosi. I can live with that, too. Besides, it's just an excuse to watch them again and debate about it.
Of course, the Maxine Marie flicks don't always go over so well.
I mean, she knows I crush on Maxine Marie. Not like Morgan Webb, it's a different kind of thing with Maxine. It's about beauty and vulnerability and tragedy and seduction and all those things that keep Maxine Marie fans lifelong Maxine Marie fans. I fell for the hype back in college and have been stuck in that mindset ever since.
Maxine was gorgeous; she was vulnerable; she was maybe a bit insane.
Well, maybe just very insecure. But in a way that came through even in her movies. Most of them were very good, which is why Loretta doesn't mind my watching them. Much.
But she doesn't really dig them, either.
I guess I made too much of my adoration of Maxine, too early in the relationship. I remember we were watching one of Maxine's sillier comedies, Stop the Bus, I think. I was rattling off some silly trivia, like I do whenever we're watching something, and Loretta, out of the blue got all upset. "Maxine, Maxine! I'm tired of hearing about Maxine! Here's what I have to say about Maxine."
And Loretta threw herself on top of me and gave me a big wet kiss. It turned out to be a really good night.
What, you were expecting a fight? No. I mean, I felt bad at the time, but it turned out kinda okay.
So if that's how our fights are gonna go, I gotta marry that girl!
I mean, seriously. It's not like there's really anything to be jealous of, right?
Maxine Marie has been dead nearly 50 years. It's not a real competition. She gives great photo, but it doesn't hold a candle to a real warm body and the laughter of a beautiful redhead curled up next to you, someone who truly understands you--and loves you anyway.
And there's nothing a long-dead movie star can do to ruin that.
Not even when you're Maxine Marie.
Haunting Obsession Synopsis
“She wants to be loved by you…alone!”
Daryl Beasley collects all things Maxine Marie, whose famous curves and fast lifestyle made her a Hollywood icon for decades after her tragic death. Daryl’s girlfriend, Loretta Stevens, knew about his geeky lifestyle when they started dating, but she loves him, quirks and all.
Then one day Daryl chooses to buy a particularly tacky piece of memorabilia instead of Loretta’s birthday present. Daryl ends up in the doghouse, not only with Loretta, but with Maxine Marie herself. The legendary blonde returns from the dead to give Daryl a piece of her mind—and a haunting obsession he’ll never forget.
About the Author
R. J. Sullivan resides with his family in Heartland Crossing, Indiana. His first novel, Haunting Blue, is an edgy paranormal thriller about punk girl loner Fiona "Blue" Shaefer and her boyfriend Chip Farren. R.J. is hard at work on the next chapter in Fiona's story, Virtual Blue, coming soon from Seventh Star Press. R.J. is a member of the Indiana Horror Writers.