I've been posting and tweeting and facebooking about Melinda James. I'm getting emails from people--some I know, others I don't--asking who is Melinda James? To answer that question, I've brought Melinda James here today. She will answer the question and give you some enlightening information about why you should get to know her. In my opinion--I am her creator--she's an enigma. Yes, even to me.
So, without further ado, let me introduce you to Melinda James:
QueenWriter (QW): Melinda, I've been asked by several people who you are. Can you please tell everyone?
Melinda James (MJ): I was created by Starr Gardinier. I'm simply a fictional character.
QW: There must be more you can tell your readers.
There's a lot I can tell you. Okay, I'll give you a glimpse into my
life. That should more than explain why I've been breathed into
As you know, my name is Melinda James. My childhood
growing up was pretty typical. That is, until I reached my teenage
years. That's when everything started going downhill. I know some of the
first things some thought about are typical teenage problems: zits, too
fat, other kids making fun, bullies. God, how I wish that's all it was.
My problems started and ended with death. Not mine, mind you,
but some people very close to me. It's a wonder I didn't end up in an
insane asylum. Oh wait...I did. Well, to put it simply, death made me
crazy. At least, that's what everyone thought. Was I crazy? Am I still
QW: Are you?
MJ: Crazy? No. At least, my best
friends Beth and Trent say I'm not. Even Felicity sees how normal I am.
Then again, Dr. Leever might argue with those assumptions.
Anyway, to tell you who I really am, we have to go back in time to when I was thirteen....
tried to tell them it was going to happen, but nobody would listen.
They all said I was just having bad dreams, or that I was crazy.
started at my father’s funeral. It’s been so long since it first began,
about eight years ago. Sometimes though, it seems like yesterday. My
father was there. No, I don’t mean just in the casket. He was there. He
talked to me, begged me to tell Mom that we all needed to run and hide.
He said we were all in danger.
I asked him why he didn’t tell Mom
himself. He said he tried, but she wasn’t listening. I heard him fine.
But I didn’t believe him. Why would we be in danger? We can’t just up
and leave. My friends are all here in Beaumont. When I told him that, he
said it was important, that it was a matter of life and death. He
seemed so worried, but I was so confused, I blew him off.
when it first happened I didn’t pay any heed to his warning. We went on
with our lives. Mom was grief stricken, my brother Kyle was in his own
world playing videos and I was trying to shut my father out of my mind.
Was I going crazy? What was wrong with me? Dad was dead, but I could
still see and hear him.
If I tell you the story, will you believe me?
QW: Wait. So you're saying your father was dead and he talked to you from the grave?
MJ: From the grave, from wherever. He called it the "Other Side."
QW: Have you been to this "Other Side?"
Now, you're jumping the gun. I'll answer and say yes, but it's Trent
who will tell you that story later on. Starr created him, too and you'll
read about him in "The Other Side: Trent's Story." It would be an
injustice to Trent to try and explain him to you. Talk about an enigma.
I'm like an open book, pun intended, whereas Trent...well, let's just
say, Starr really crossed to the "Other Side" to create him.
QW; Is there anything else you can tell us?
I would love to, but I can't. Starr would be very upset if I told you
everything. Just read "The Other Side: Melinda's Story" and you'll have
QW: Thank you for joining us today, Melinda. It was nice speaking with you.
If you want to know even more about Melinda James, click on any of the links below:
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Wild Rose Press: http://bit.ly/2b9vK4B
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Stay tuned for an in-depth interview with Trent Miller.