Stephanie Queen Interviews David Young, the not-so-young hero of The
Throwbacks, a romantic comedy mystery.
SQ: So tell me…
David: What’s with that “not so young” crack anyway?
SQ: Let’s face it, you’re middle-aged.
David: No need to belabor the point. You have me spending the entire novel trying
to face that fact.
SQ: It’s important since you’re trying to romance a much younger woman.
David: You mean she’s trying to romance me, don’t you? Hey, maybe you should go
back and read the book again.
SQ: Nonsense. What’s wrong with Grace romancing you?
David: You mean aside from the fact that I’d have to fight off every young buck that
lays eyes on her and she has this notion about raising a swarm of children, living in
the suburbs and having me retire from my crime-fighting career?
SQ: Yes, aside from all that. And aren’t you too old and too serious to be playing
David: I thought I was supposed to be the dashing crime-fighting hero of this story?
SQ: Yes, but you’re the dashing, yet long-suffering with a self-deprecating wit type
David: Great. How many books are in this series?
SQ: Tell me about the Scotland Yard disgrace?
David: You’re full of fun questions aren’t you?
SQ: Stop your whining. Let’s hear some of that self-deprecating wit.
David: [Long-suffering sigh] If I must. I went rogue and murdered a bad guy, but
since I had good reason, the Commission took pity and exiled me to the one place on
earth I could go back to and call home. Boston.
SQ: That wasn’t very witty.
David: Where I met the one woman who was like kryptonite to my career and my
well-being. Grace. She was not simply a charmingly clueless knockout, but possessed
a disarming genuineness, and was naturally and unselfconsciously sensual. In short,
she was the most dangerous human being in the world for me. She had to be a
good twenty or so years my junior, and not the sort of woman I could enjoy a nice
comfortable, tidy, uneventful semi-retirement with, calmly relaxing and gliding
through my golden years.
No. She would give me a heart attack—after torturing me with her energy and
enthusiasm while I try to keep up with her. She wouldn’t understand a thing about
me—and I would know nothing of the youthful generation she came from.
We had nothing in common.
Except mutual excitement
SQ: I see. Sounds dire.
David: Oh, don’t worry. In the end…
SQ: Stop! Have you never heard the word SPOILER? Interview over.
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Author Stephanie Queen writes romance novels while lying on a pink velvet divan
popping chocolates all day. (Well, not really, but I love the visual.) For more
information check out her website at www.StephanieQueen.com.
Saturday, February 18, 2012
Posted by Amanda Brice at 2:39 AM