. . . .Trip wants to bring her back to the land of the living.
. . . .When Ruby Silver traded in her demon-hunting rifle for a Tremayne Agency badge, she didn't want another partner—losing the last one was too traumatic. But when a new case in the Texas Hill Country pairs her up with the slow-talking, fast-drawing Trip Austin, it will take all their combined skills to combat a plague of poltergeists in this German-settled town.
Today Wild Women Authors welcomes Margo Bond Collins and Ruby Silver, from Wild Wild Ghost, Margo's contribution to The Good, The Bad and The Ghostly. First up is Ruby.
Where are you from? I don't talk about my past much. I've been out West for the most important events of my life, and I don't intend to ever live anywhere else. Let's leave it at that.
Okay. Everyone's entitled to keep their past right there--in the past. Tell us a bit about Wild Wild Ghost. With everyone I love in the grave, I specialize in the dead. I was once a demon hunter, but now I work as an investigator for the Tremayne Psychic Specter Investigations Agency. The last thing I want is another partner, but when I get called to the German town of Rittersburg in the Texas Hill Country to investigate the activities of a poltergeist, the Agency sends Trip Austin, too, and we have to team up to rid the town of its ghostly problem. But Trip presents me with a problem of a completely different kind.
Sounds like we've got a story there. What did you think the first time you saw Trip? I was furious. I did not want another partner. When I took the job with the Tremayne PSI Agency, I told them I worked alone.
Works for us. What was your second thought? "I work alone." It was my third and fourth thought, too. I didn't get around to considering anything else for a while.
Did you feel it was love at first sight? No. It took almost 24 hours.
Is that all? Must be something, this Trip. What's so special about him? He seems to understand that I'm going to need time to get comfortable working with someone new—much less falling in love again.
How would you describe him? Perceptive and kind. Strong. The kind of man you'd want to have your back in a gunfight.
All right. How would he describe you? Haunted. Beautiful. And a talented medium.
What made you choose ghost hunting as a career? I was running away from my last job as a demon hunter.
What is your biggest fear? That my last partner's death was my fault.
Ooh. So how do you relax? I sketch.
Who is your favorite fictional character and why? I rather like all of Jane Austen's characters, but particularly Elizabeth Bennet from Pride and Prejudice. Her life seems so very unrealistic, but charming.
What is the best piece of advice you ever received? Load your gun with silver in case you need it—but walk away from any fight you know you can't win.
Excellent. Now it's Margo's turn. Thanks, Ruby. Good luck.
Margo, what event in your private life were you able to bring to this story and how do you feel it impacted the novel? Right before I began writing this novella, two people I loved very much passed away within days of one another. My own grief seems inextricably intertwined with Ruby's, and writing about her coming to terms with her partner's death was very much influenced by the things I was experiencing in my life. Though Ruby's circumstances were of course fictional, some of the emotional turmoil she feels is definitely a reflection of mine.
What project[s] are you working on now? Sequels! I'm working on sequels to Under Her Skin, Legally Undead, and Waking Up Dead. And I can't seem to help myself—I have an idea for a sequel to Ruby and Trip's story, too.
What's up next for you? I have several novellas coming out in the next few months, and in September, I'm releasing Siren's Curse (you can get a free copy of Siren's Kiss, the prequel, here: https://www.instafreebie.com/free/0ux5P)
The Good, the Bad, and the Ghostly is available here: http://amzn.to/2bkq6Z5
Margo brought along an excerpt for us to enjoy:
Realizing that all the broken glass flying past him had been swept up into the whirlwind of glass around the woman, he dropped Demonio's reins. "Stay here," he instructed. The stallion rolled its eyes at him, but nickered. Trip didn't bother to tether the animal; his horse wasn't going anywhere without him.
If exploding glass didn't startle him, nothing would.
For that matter, neither did various ilk of ghosts and beasts. Bandit was steady, even if he had a tendency to bite strangers.
Was this woman really supposed to be his new partner?
When he'd gotten the telegram from the Tremayne headquarters back in St. Louis, he had laughed aloud. Trip knew there were lady agents—he'd even worked with one a time or two—but they had all been stationed back east. No lone woman in her right mind would want to come out here to work.
Not when there were plenty of ghosts to be exorcised in civilized places.
I guess maybe this one's not in her right mind, then.
Might not be a bad idea to remember that.
He watched the glass-cyclone sweep up the dust around her, the cloud of dirt thickening until he couldn't see the woman at all, and reconsidered.
If she can cause something like that to happen, maybe she's plenty safe out here, after all.
As Trip made his way toward her, the glass-and-dirt devil rose into the air. He stopped to watch it ascend. Then, with a noise like a crack of thunder, it was gone. Trip had the vague impression that it had sped away toward the wilds rather than merely disappearing into nothingness, but he couldn't have pointed to any particular evidence that made him think that.
Smoothing her hands down the sides of the painted horse's face, the woman murmured something soothing in a tone that made Trip realize he had been hearing her voice all along, a soft alto hum rising and falling under the whipping and tinkling sound of the glass tornado, somehow more noticeable now in its absence than it had been during the strange events on the street.
The horse huffed out a breath, and the woman laughed. The sound of it sent an odd shiver up Trip's back—not of anxiety, but of interest.
Don't be stupid, man. You haven't even seen her face yet.
And he couldn't tell anything about her body under that horror of a dress.
Reaching up, she untied the bonnet from under her chin and removed it to shake off the dirt. A silken fall of blond hair cascaded out of it and down her back, and Trip stopped to stare, frozen by the glint of midday Texas sun off its golden sheen.
By the time he moved again, she had begun brushing off her skirt in sharp, efficient motions.
"Ruby Silver?" he asked when he was close enough to speak without shouting.
As she spun around, it occurred to him belatedly that it might not be a good idea to sneak up on a woman who could turn flying glass into a tornado and make it disappear.
Here's a bit about today's guest:
Margo Bond Collins is addicted to coffee and SF/F television, especially Supernatural. She writes paranormal and contemporary romance, urban fantasy, and paranormal mystery. She lives in Texas with her daughter and several spoiled pets. Although she teaches college-level English courses online, writing fiction is her first love. She enjoys reading urban fantasy and paranormal fiction of any genre and spends most of her free time daydreaming about heroes, vampires, ghosts, werewolves, and the women who love (and sometimes fight) them.
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