Cassy Mae thought she left danger behind when she moved from the Santos Francisco slums to live in a small mountain town with her grandmother, only to learn her GrammyJo worked magic which her mother had taught her to fear and hate.
Docket’s Diggings at first seemed a paradise — until the strange, but rich, Lydia Markhem and her niece, Jamilla, moved to town, spreading a strange malaise around them. Cassy Mae spends her senior year trying to avoid her grandmother’s magic and Jamilla’s persistent stalking.
Targeted Age Group:: teen to adult
What Inspired You to Write Your Book?
Got tired of bloody vampires and wondered about emotional vampires. The idea sort of stuck in my mind and blended in with my demons from There Be Demons, which will be coming out in Summer 2014 from The Grumpy Dragon. Cassy Mae will appear in the trilogy.
I like to use short stories to develop characters after they appear in my mind. This is Cassy Mae’s moment in the sun.
How Did You Come up With Your Characters?
My characters sort of generate themselves while I’m petting my cat in the mornings.
“The Markem,” as the gossips called her, caused one hell of a commotion the day she strutted into GrammyJo’s shop. Wearing stiletto heels, tight leather pants, and a half-unbuttoned shirt, Lydia Markem surveyed the shop. Her lip curled slightly. She fingered the three teeth hanging from a thick gold chain. The woman flustered more feathers than a hooker at a church social.
The Markem dressed hot, but I couldn’t see how she could make her rent on the streets or avoid a beating from a pimp. Even under their caked makeup, the hookers in the Tenderloin looked fresher than she did. Her dull black hair emphasized her pale, crepe paper skin and the deep wrinkles around her eyes and mouth. If The Markem’s looks didn’t scare a john off, her unnamed companion would’ve sent potential johns running when she smiled, revealing teeth more pointed than straight.
The old woman bent so far over her feet, her spine looked ready to break in two. Her tangled white hair didn’t hide how tight the skin stretched over her skull. Her teeth stood out from her paper-thin lips like crooked tombstones. I shuddered when she scratched her nose with a talon-like fingernail, expecting to see blood flow from the scrape.
The Markem ignored her companion, who hovered by the doorway, as far away from the candles and burning incense as possible. I had a hard time pulling my gaze away from the old woman. The shop ladies’ gazes were fixed on the primadonna.
“Who owns this place?” Her voice was low and gravely.
Comics first hooked M. K. Theodoratus on fantasy. When she discovered L. Frank Baum’s first Oz books, the strong female characters drew her into the possibilities of alternate worlds. Then, she stared writing in grade school when a teacher assigned a short story lesson. The assignment was incomplete at 25 pages, but she finished the book by the next summer.
Theodoratus has enjoyed at least four writing careers. Now she writes fantasy … mostly because it amuses her. She’s now sharing her stories.
While Theodoratus often writes in the world of her grumpy Far Isles Half-Elven, often featuring Mariah del Oesti or Renna of Ren Creek, she also explores other magical worlds of ghosts, gargoyles, and Fae.
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