An old party girl turned domestic diva, infuriated by her husband’s cheating–and his holier-than-thou, tree-hugging, no-tits and no-hips girlfriend–inflicts her wrath by training a local boy in the fine art of seduction. She and her new boy toy turned love god, start a gigolo business as a distraction for the neglected and mistreated housewives of Alabaster Cove.
Deek Goes Deep
In a nutshell, it’s about screwing up. Lindsey compromised her principles and force herself into being something she’s not. In college, she had a scare and crammed herself into a life of domestication. Years later, she’s stuck in a smelly armpit of a marriage and a life that’s foreign and dismal. But when she finds out her husband is a cheater and liar, she and her inner, long-dormant party animal load the cannons and battens down the hatches. Together, they concoct a plan to revenge themselves out of the cesspool of their existence and create a new throne from which to plant her royal tush and rule the town.
What isn’t it about? Sex! There is a little of course, because, well, it’s about an angry and betrayed party girl and her boy toy. But if you’re looking for long descriptions of people’s kibbles and bits and how they sizzle and sauté them into a goulash of passion and uninhibited fornication, then you’d better look for a different blend of Chex Mix, cause, brother, this ain’t it.
How would you describe what your book, Birth of an American Gigolo, is about?
As new author, what would you say is the hardest part about writing a book?
When did you first realize you wanted to be a writer?
Where do you draw your inspiration for your writing?
What did you find most useful in learning to write? What was least useful or most destructive?
When you’re not writing, what do you do for fun?
What is on your bucket list?
If you were running for President, what would your slogan be?
- Rock concerts on the White House lawn every weekend.
- Free queso for all. Queso is a gift that everyone should have the constitutional right to enjoy.
- Mandatory Hawaiian Shirt to Talk for Congress. Every member of Congress would be required to sport the most colorful, obnoxious print shirts available to mankind every time they talk. It’s very difficult to take someone seriously that’s wearing pink flamingos on their chest. As employees of The People, voting citizens could choose and grade their congress person’s attire.
- I’d buy a bullet-proof Oscar Meier Weiner mobile for the vice president. All other modes of transportation would be forbidden to him or her.
- The code phrase for the secret service to pick me up would be: “Beam me up, Scotty.”
- First Lady Erin’s code name would be Venus.
- Instead of the usual pomp and circumstance music played for the president, my entrance would be announced by the opening licks of AC/DC’s Thunderstruck.
If you could have any superhero power/ability, which power would it be?
What words of wisdom would you give to aspiring authors?
What can we expect from you in the future?
About the Author
Deek lives in a rainy pocket in the Pacific Northwest with the stunning YA author bride, Erin Rhew, and their writing assistant, a fat tabby named Trinity. They enjoy lingering in the mornings, and often late into the night, caught up Erin s fantastic fantasy worlds of noble princes and knights and entwined in Deek’s dark underworld of the FBI and drug lords.
He and Erin love to share books by reading aloud to one another. In addition, they enjoy spending time with friends, running, boxing, lifting weights, and exploring the little town–with antique shops and bakeries–they call home.
Blair is the author of more than 40 books and more than 4,500 magazine, newspaper, and web articles. His work has appeared in many national and international publications, including Delta’s Sky Magazine, PHOTOgraphic magazine, The Mail on Sunday, The Walking Magazine, Petersen’s Hunting Magazine, The Boston Herald, The Detroit Free-Press, The Anchorage Times and many more.