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My interview with Author Jesse James Freeman
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This is a little different post folks. This is an interview with Jesse James Freeman, Author of “Billy Purgatory: I am Devil Bird” that I am conducting with Jesse.
Jim and I have been friends for over 25 years and have had many adventures together.
This is another chapter…
1. Where and when did Billy come to you?
First of all, thanks Robert for wanting to interview me on your blog - I really appreciate it.
The idea for Billy came to me in its earliest form about 10 years ago. I first thought it up because I was living in Los Angeles at the time and writing movie scripts and a lot of the ideas my writing partner and I were coming up with at the time were pretty complicated. I wanted a simple idea that didn't involve a lot of world building and what I came up with was a skateboard kid that fought a different 'mythological creature of the week', he had a Vietnam Vet father who had fought monsters back in the war. I wrote a little script - had no idea what I was going to do with it then - I was thinking maybe a comic book. I did eventually turn it into a short comic with the help of artist Moses Jaen and we printed them in a zine called Blinky's at San Deigo Comic-Con a few years back. It would still be a couple years beyond that before I ultimately would have the idea to turn Billy into a novel, and that's how we arrive at Billy Purgatory: I am the Devil Bird.
2. How far do you see this book going?
I really didn't know to be completely honest. I knew that I wanted to get it published, but I had no idea how to go about doing that. The only thing I did know to do was to start writing, so that's what I did - it was the only part of any of it that I could control. I'm pretty sure a lot of people thought that I was crazy, writing a book. I had never written one before and I didn't have a clue just how hard writing a novel would turn out to be. Sometimes I didn't understand how to stay motivated and wondered if I was wasting a lot of time sitting at my computer when I could be out doing fun stuff - not that writing isn't fun.
I owe a lot of my success to Twitter, and I know that you tried to get me on Twitter for a long time, so in hindsight, many thanks. I met a lot of really smart and friendly writers on Twitter, one of them happened to be author Tess Hardwick. Tess liked the description of the book that I was writing and wanted to read it - why, I have no idea - but she took a chance and she liked it enough to pass it on to her publishers at Booktrope.
3. How many times have you been asked the same questions about your book?
*Laughs* It's not just me - a lot of authors get asked a lot of the same questions. We mostly get asked about 'the writing process' - mine has a lot to do with obsession and DosXX.
4. If we ended up on an island together, what do you think we'd need to survive?
All I know about islands is what I learned from watching LOST, so I'd have my fingers crossed there'd be a Dharma Hatch filled with food and supplies and a turntable. I think I could do without all the rest of that stuff - but the no music would get pretty old. I figure it wouldn't be too long before we were insane, quoting Sisters of Mercy lyrics to one another.
I also used to do personal assistant work for Dawn "Mary Ann from Gilligan's Island" Wells - she didn't teach me how to survive on any islands, but the lady can still bake a mean coconut pie!
5. Do you believe that there could be a Satanic 5 at work now?
I completely believe there is a Satanic 5 working behind the scenes - it's the only explanation I can come up with for reality TV, having to watch my sugar intake, or lite beer.
6. Could a Time Zombie appear at anytime in real life like in the book?
Total fabrication on my part: the zombie outbreak is an inevitability, but everyone knows that you can't travel back and forth in time - if that was possible I'd already be dating a Spice Girl.
7. Just how BIG is Aphrodite’s Ass really?
It's so big that when she sits around the Parthenon she sits AROUND the Parthenon. It's so big that Ares doesn't carry a shield anymore he just tells her to go first and back dat-ass-up. It's so big that when she danced around Apollo's chariot the Oracle of Delphi predicted an eclipse.
8. Where do you see yourself in 5 years after the movie has been shot?
Believing that someone would ever read the book and throw serious Hollywood muscle behind a movie project is a dream that is just too surreal for me to even think about right now. It's a very humbling idea, and I can't let myself get bogged down with things like that and I still have tons more writing to do. All that being said, if there are any producers reading please contact me directly. If there are any fashion designers reading, I'll need a man's sized suit for that whole red carpet thing.
9. What are some of your aspirations for yourself?
I'd be very happy when I reach that point where I can write full-time. That's my only aspiration, seriously, I'm not so interested in lots of money (I will still cash the checks, though) or fame or any of that. I would just like to tell stories 24/7/365.
10. You and I have been friends a long time; do you see us being friends for a long time to come?
That's the easiest question of all of them. We'll always be friends - thanks for the support, brother.
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Jesse James Freeman : https://twitter.com/#!/JesseJFreeman : http://billypurgatory.wordpress.com/
Jesse James Freeman : https://twitter.com/#!/JesseJFreeman : http://billypurgatory.wordpress.com/
"Science is magic that works."
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- K. Vonnegut, Cat's Cradle
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HDR Waterfall 1.2
Original photos taken at Boykin Springs. 2 layer IR Photo created in Photoshop CS5.
Located in the Angelina National Forest, Great state of Texas.
HDR Waterfall 1.0
Original photos taken at Boykin Springs. 2 layer IR Photo created in Photoshop CS5.
Located in the Angelina National Forest, Great state of Texas.
HDR Waterfall 1.1
Original photos taken at Boykin Springs. 2 layer IR Photo created in Photoshop CS5.
Located in the Angelina National Forest, Great state of Texas.
Tuesday, January 10, 2012
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Tuesday, January 03, 2012
An Interview: Taking It To The Grave 3: Old Gods, New Blood
Supervillain on a Leash
Taken from A.J. Aalto and her blog.
An Interview of Jesse James Freeman, Author of “Billy Purgatory I AM The Devil Bird“
Available on Kindle, Nook, and Paperback.
Winter–that coy bitch–has finally pinned the city down with a merciless cold front; drooping above the barn is an ash grey sky studded by lonely pockets of stars. Your host’s fingers are clutched tightly to the old coffee can, and the thing inside it is making pitiful claws-on-tin noises: scritch-scritch-scritch. They’re hard to ignore, but she has hardened herself off so that she may face the task ahead. Wind snatches the collar of her coat and drags the fabric away from the delicate flesh of her throat, and she’s thankful that she’s brought a flask of Fireball whiskey.
Inside the barn, under a dry shaft of light, the circle is still waiting, fairly humming, creating an expectant buzz low in her belly. Stepping without hesitation to the workbench, she works quickly against her stiffening joints to lay out her supplies: candles the colour of blood orange marmalade, the flask, the tin can, the butcher knife.
A smell brings her hand to a hovering pause mid-air … it’s familiar, sweet … root beer? Craning to inspect the darkest recesses of the barn from her safe roost by the bench, she lets her fingertips fall on the knife. The cold length of it emboldens her. She hasn’t begun the ritual–hasn’t even put match to wick, yet–but the fact remains: she is not alone. The shadows breathe, stare, and wait. They don’t have to wait long.
She cocks her hip in blatant invitation at the corner. “An Infernal who does not wait to be summoned is pertinacious company, indeed. I am most eager to meet you. Won’t you come out and play?”
The shadow retreats like liquid mercury streaking down a drain, but the tilt of what might have been its chin shows interest.
“Show yourself, Old One. You will be welcomed with praise and offerings.”
Jesse James Freeman steps out from behind the riding lawn mower with a can of Barq’s in his hand, and his eyebrows pinched with bewilderment. “What’s that smell, AJ? Cinnamon and whiskey?”
AJ’s shoulders let down and she glares. “Dude, what the hairy fuck? I told you to wait upstairs. Some of us have shit to do. I’ll interview you later.”
“I got bored and thirsty.”
“Gawd, you’re impatient.” Her lips tighten into a thin line. “Fine. It’s fine. We can do this on your schedule, Hasty McItchypants. Here, come sit in the middle of this circle, here, and hold this.”
She plunks the tin can, with its scritching contents, into his midrif, and he cups it with one arm. His nose crinkles. “What’s in here?”
“Not for you to worry about. Have a seat. Now … my notes are upstairs, but we can improvise. Sit.”
Jesse steps into the circle tentatively, his brow darkening. “What are you tryin’ to pull, here?”
“If I were trying to pull something, you’d feel it, sweetheart,” she promised.
AJ: Is Billy Purgatory the first project you’ve worked on, and if not, what did you write before this?
Jesse: I think if anyone says that real-life experiences don’t factor into their writing I think they’re not being completely honest with themselves. Your characters are either the things you like about yourself, or the things you don’t, probably a lot has to do with the things you want to be.
Inside the barn, under a dry shaft of light, the circle is still waiting, fairly humming, creating an expectant buzz low in her belly. Stepping without hesitation to the workbench, she works quickly against her stiffening joints to lay out her supplies: candles the colour of blood orange marmalade, the flask, the tin can, the butcher knife.
A smell brings her hand to a hovering pause mid-air … it’s familiar, sweet … root beer? Craning to inspect the darkest recesses of the barn from her safe roost by the bench, she lets her fingertips fall on the knife. The cold length of it emboldens her. She hasn’t begun the ritual–hasn’t even put match to wick, yet–but the fact remains: she is not alone. The shadows breathe, stare, and wait. They don’t have to wait long.
She cocks her hip in blatant invitation at the corner. “An Infernal who does not wait to be summoned is pertinacious company, indeed. I am most eager to meet you. Won’t you come out and play?”
The shadow retreats like liquid mercury streaking down a drain, but the tilt of what might have been its chin shows interest.
“Show yourself, Old One. You will be welcomed with praise and offerings.”
Jesse James Freeman steps out from behind the riding lawn mower with a can of Barq’s in his hand, and his eyebrows pinched with bewilderment. “What’s that smell, AJ? Cinnamon and whiskey?”
AJ’s shoulders let down and she glares. “Dude, what the hairy fuck? I told you to wait upstairs. Some of us have shit to do. I’ll interview you later.”
“I got bored and thirsty.”
“Gawd, you’re impatient.” Her lips tighten into a thin line. “Fine. It’s fine. We can do this on your schedule, Hasty McItchypants. Here, come sit in the middle of this circle, here, and hold this.”
She plunks the tin can, with its scritching contents, into his midrif, and he cups it with one arm. His nose crinkles. “What’s in here?”
“Not for you to worry about. Have a seat. Now … my notes are upstairs, but we can improvise. Sit.”
Jesse steps into the circle tentatively, his brow darkening. “What are you tryin’ to pull, here?”
“If I were trying to pull something, you’d feel it, sweetheart,” she promised.
AJ: I’ve only known you since I joined Twitter in April 2011. How long have you been pretending to be a writer?
Jesse: I had a Twitter account for probably two years before I actually started using it for anything beyond a newsfeed. I really didn’t understand Twitter or how one is supposed to use it. I was a Myspace kid going a ways back – and I met a lot of creative folks on there who became actual real-life friends. My friend Robert kept bugging me about Twitter – he said, “That’s where all the deals are being made.” I guess I kinda started using the “@” and bugging people who were writers and kept being directed to this place called #PubWrite – I really think that people kept sending me that direction so I’d leave them alone. What I discovered was there was this vast independent publishing phenomenon going on that I knew nothing about – at the time I didn’t have a Kindle and to be really honest wasn’t even reading that much. I guess I’ve always gravitated towards people “doing their own thing” and I get caught up in groups and movements pretty easily cause I’m a Libra.
I joined the Twitter zeitgeist about the same time that you became active on there I guess.
As for pretending to be a writer, I’ve been lying to people and saying I was that for years. The only sport I was any good at was throwing darts – and that required about three pints of Guinness before I got warmed up. I wanted to be a comic book artist but I can’t draw. Being a jazz musician was out because I’d have had to learn to play an instrument. Writing was kind of all I had left – and I type really fast.
AJ: Is Billy Purgatory the first project you’ve worked on, and if not, what did you write before this?Jesse: When I got out of college I bartended in Dallas for a few years and tried to break into the independent film scene that everyone was promising was going to show up at the time. I never had much luck getting on a crew, so I decided to make my life even more difficult by loading everything I could fit into the bed of a truck and drove out to Los Angeles. I had it in my head that I wanted to direct movies – you can guess how well that went as nobody has ever heard of anything I ever worked on. My buddy Patrick Noblitt and I worked on some projects together and then I decided with his coaching that I was a screenwriter. We had some stuff we wrote “go around town” but ultimately never made that big sale (thanks Pluto Nash). What I did learn from all that is that what I was going to tell people I was from now on was a writer.
I actually got the idea for Billy Purgatory ten years or so ago when I was in L.A. I was looking for a simple idea – because whatever I work on tends to mushroom cloud into stuff that’s way more complicated than it needs to be and I become overwhelmed in the fall-out. I was like, “This is perfect. Kid has a skateboard and fights a different mythological creature every week.” No back-story, no complicated plot devices, no emotional what-have-you’s motivating the character.
A good friend of mine, Moses Jaen, who is an amazing artist and an even more amazing sculptor, and I put Billy together as a comic book several years back. A lot of the ideas that ended up in the novel came from Moses and I brainstorming and I will always love that guy for believing in the project when not so many people did.
And now – Billy Purgatory and the “Billyverse” has, of course, grown into the most complicated and convuluted thing I’ve ever put on paper. So yeah, given a long enough timeline I can royally fuck any easy idea right up.
AJ: For those who haven’t read it yet, can you describe Billy Purgatory for us?
Jesse: *shakes the can* Is there a fuckin’ bird in here?
AJ: Hush, you. Answer the question.
Jesse: Billy Purgatory starts out in the book as a ten year old kid who is focused on skateboarding – it’s his entire world. He’s being raised by his father, Ulysses, who is a black-ops Vietnam veteran with a wooden leg and a gruff disposition in regards to everything but his love for his son. Their little family is all they know in the beginning – their entire world. Billy’s mother is a complete mystery to him, she’s never been around and as far as Billy knows she’s either dead or left right after he was born. His Pop isn’t really helpful on filling in the blanks and refuses to talk about any of it.
Billy’s life changes when he starts having dreams about a giant rooster who lives in his backyard, the Devil Bird. Clues to what happened to Mom and the appearance of vampires and a monster Billy names The Time Zombie start the action trucking right along after Billy rescues a mysterious girl named Anastasia from peril.
The second half of the book lets the reader in on the answers to the mysteries of Billy’s life, what happened to his mother, and the relationship between Billy and Anastasia as grown-ups. It also tells of an overlying paranormal mystery that plays out in ancient Greece, Vietnam, on the high-seas and to the mysterious island of The Satanic Five.
It’s an adventure story at its core – with elements of horror, the supernatural, UFOlogy and black comedy mixed in.
AJ: Does anything in Billy Purgatory come from real-life experiences, whether it be characters, or scenes?
Jesse: I think if anyone says that real-life experiences don’t factor into their writing I think they’re not being completely honest with themselves. Your characters are either the things you like about yourself, or the things you don’t, probably a lot has to do with the things you want to be.Billy has a sort of unlucky relationship with the ladies, so that completely doesn’t come from my own personal history. There are a lot of really creepy places in the story that I pulled from childhood experiences. The old sawmill where people supposedly drank and did occult weirdness is a real place. The Witch House is a real place, or at least in my memory it is, in the woods behind the elementary school.
I’ve always had a really great relationship with my parents, they always supported me even when my plans were obviously bizarre and out on left field Pluto somewhere. Billy looking for his mother was easy to write because I just imagined how I would feel if my own mother hadn’t been around for me. The relationship between Billy and his “Pop” is definitely in honor of my own father.
The first person that ever read the book in its entirety was author Tess Hardwick. The first thing she asked me when she finished reading it was, “So who was this girl and what did she do to you in real life for you to create the character of Anastasia (who turns out to *spoiler* be the vampire girlfriend, and not one of the sparkly-nice ones either)?” I continue to plead the fifth.
AJ: Does fear make you horny? Of course it does, don’t be silly. Why do you think that might be?
Jesse: Yes, extremely – you know me so well. I think that fear is a powerful emotion and our minds gravitate towards this power and switches get flipped. Danger, fear, aggression and sweet sweet love are all labels for stuff that comes out of the same jar. Open the lid and jam.
AJ: *chuckles* I would not recommend you open that lid just yet. *lights the candles one by one and places them carefully around the circle* When you’re not busy licking paint chips, which authors do you usually read? Do you have a preferred genre?
Jesse: Well, we might as well plug your book, Touched (The Marnie Baranuik Files), because I’m reading it right now – and it’s fantastic by the way.
AJ: Gosh, thanks, I uh .. that almost makes me want to reconsider this, uh, whole … um, nevermind, too late now. You were saying?
Jesse: I’m also reading a book by Marni Mann called Memoirs Aren’t Fairytales: A Story of Addiction – which is beyond intense. Most everything I read lately is tied to our Twitter writing community #PubWrite. There are a lot of amazing storytellers who I have been lucky enough to become great friends with.
As for genre, I’m definitely a genre-guy and a geek. I’ve walked the floors at Comic-Con and stared in awe. I love Lovecraft, Neil Gaiman, Alan Moore, Warren Ellis, Michael Chabon, Joseph Campbell, and definitely Kurt Vonnegut.
AJ: Any odd writing quirks? Have you ever attempted to write sober? *smirk*
Jesse: Here’s the thing about my writing – I note obsessively. I have stacks of journals full of ideas for stuff that I’m writing on, one page treatments that I have no idea what to do with, old movie scripts that will probably never see the silver screen. I notecard everything – I’m into flowcharts and lists and plot breakdowns. I’m kind of a world builder, and I probably build these worlds up far beyond what would be necessary to tell whatever story I’m working on.
I know people are going to shudder at this revelation – but I normally don’t write every day. It’s just not how I work. I might go three days just writing plot notes, or sketching, or letting it all tumble around in my head before I ever hit the keys. When I do hit the keys though, I hit them hard and I attempt to murder the living plastic-hell out of them.
I absolutely hate editing, because I’m obsessive about it and don’t know when to quit. Billy Purgatory went through eight drafts as a novel, and that doesn’t count all the Billy stuff that I had written previously to that. I also, apparently, don’t know where commas should go. God bless my editor, Katie Flanagan.
I am proud to announce, in closing, that I have never written a word sober (especially not this interview).
AJ: *eyeballs the root beer can* Good, that’ll make things easier. Say, what colour thong are you wearing right this second? Be honest!
Jesse: Are little hearts and lace bows a color?
AJ: Oh, you wonderfully kinky bastard. I heard rumours of a video blog upcoming … what can viewers expect to see, if not you huffing gas fumes in full pirate regalia?
Jesse: The details of our upcoming video blog are still in the top secret stages and to give out many details at this stage would put you and the rest of the world in danger. That being said, I can tell you that it will chronicle the adventures of a crack team that I am putting together to investigate the paranormal. This team realizes that they will be putting their very lives on the line in the quest for truth and will be uncovering mysteries that the power brokers of the world are trying to suppress. To my credit, I will selfishly be undertaking this fearsome quest with no regard for my safety – and I will be doing all this while drinking Wild Turkey.
AJ: If you could collaborate with one writer, living or dead, who would it be? (pick me! pick me! WHAT?? Oh, fine)
Jesse: I think that Carl Jung and I could write a badass story together. He could handle all the mystical-science-collective unconciousness bullshit, and I could pepper in a healthy dose of explosions and hot babes.
AJ: Will your next book be another Billy Purgatory adventure in weirdness, or are you trying something else next?
Jesse: The sequel to Billy Purgatory is already being written, Billy Purgatory and the Curse of the Satanic Five. I’ve actually gotten a lot of it done, but it’s still kind of spread out in piles all over my office floor and my dog, PopPop, keeps stealing the pages and running around the house with them until I give him Honey Nut Cheerios.
AJ: To be fair to PopPop, that’s how I usually obtain Honey Nut Cheerios, too.
Jesse: I’m working on another book called MythCop. It’s about angels, samurai swords, super-colliders, althernate-universes, hard drinking, lighthouses, the cavalry, grey aliens with shovels, and cops. I have another idea I’ve been playing with for a long time that’s almost become a comic book a couple times, but I’m thinking of just writing the novel – it’s called R. Cane and it’s about a Victorian adventurer-ruffian type who teams up with his chiropractor and a buddhist monk and goes on adventures.
AJ: Ideas, ideas, hey I have an idea. Open that lid, and stick your hand in, wouldja? Wait … mister, not twenty minutes ago, you said almost the same thing to me about your pants, and I played along, didn’t I? Jesse? I just need two more minutes of your time! Hey wait, ha! You said that too! WAIT! JESSE?? Come back here!If you want to Purchase a photo, please EMAIL me. RMStringer [at] Gmail.com
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Inside of a Fisher-Paykel Top load dryer. Taken with my Samsung Nexus.
Inside of a Fisher-Paykel Top load dryer. Taken with my Samsung Nexus., originally uploaded by RMStringer.
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