All About Deborah Leblanc

All About Deborah Leblanc

Some of you may have been noticing that it has been All About Me for QUITE some time now.

And so, since I can’t seem to help myself, what I have done is, I have joined a kind of support group for people who are All About Themselves (yes, sometimes they have plural selves; don’t you?). This support group is called the Girlfriends Cyber Circuit, founded by Karen Gillespie.**

**The other members of the GCC are going to kill me for implying that they are All About Themselves. That is knavish libel. What they really are is, they are SO selfless probably, they are All About ME, too, and so they formed this group purely in the hopes of saving me from my obsession with myself and focusing me on others. That’s what I think.

Okay, okay. What it really is, is a group of authors. Some of them I already know and love. You’ve seen me talk about Joshilyn Jackson many times before, for example. (Oh, Truffles! Oh, B. Stuck Under a Bed in Paris. I can’t write the first B word out because of the heckish amount of spam it drew the last time.) Melanie Lynne Hauser is another.

Others I am getting to know. In fact, one of the things the GCC does is take turns introducing authors.

So TODAY we are going to be all about Deborah Leblanc, author of Morbid Curiosity who is a PERFECT blend of Southern & French, because she is from Louisiana. Can we hear it for Louisiana?

What she also is, is very very scary. Not so much as a PERSON, because look at this photo. Doesn’t she look gorgeous? Maybe like someone you shouldn’t mess with, though.

Now look at this book cover!

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HELP!!!! I am scared already. That said, Disney movies are really about my level of maximum tension and I am not kidding about that, so maybe I scare a little too easily.

Here’s what it’s about:

It seemed like the answer to Haley’s prayers. The most popular girl in her high school promised Haley that her life would change forever if only she performed certain dark rituals. And if Haley can convince her twin sister to participate, their power will double. Together they will be able to summon mystical entities they never dared dream of. But these are powerful, uncontrollable forces, forces that can kill—forces that demand to be fed . . .

Publishers Weekly calls it, “An imaginative thriller. Riveting!”

But enough about what she WRITES. We authors, always going on about what we WRITE for some reason. Let’s see what else we can find out about Deborah Leblanc, if we’re nosy.

Laura: We are very gourmands on this blog. My readers force me to it, otherwise I am very indifferent to food I promise. What food would you like to try but have never yet had the courage and/or gotten the chance? What food have you tried/been forced to eat and deeply regret, perhaps even been scarred for life by?

Deborah: Hmm, good question. Since I’m Cajun, I’ll eat just about anything, but I’ve never had the opportunity to try escargot. …and to be honest, I ain’t lookin’ for that opportunity! To this day, I will NOT eat Show Boat Pork-n-Beans. For some time in my childhood, that’s all we had to eat—those damn pork-n-beans over rice…ugh!

Laura: Ha, ha, HA! I could tell you a thing or two about escargots. Don’t start triggering my post-traumatic stress disorder. But I, too, have a firm dislike of pork and beans and in fact, all beans but butter beans and green beans. Totally on a tangent from pork-n-beans, which super hero or super villain would you like to be and why?

Deborah: That’s easy—Superman. Because he can fly!

Laura: When you need to take a break from writing, clear your head, and get the creative juices flowing again, whether for half an hour in the day or for longer periods, what do you do?

Deborah: Go horseback riding or dancing, anything physical.

Laura: Like flying? Me, too, with the dancing and the physical. And now I am jealous about the horseback riding and remembering how many years I asked for a pony for Christmas. I’m going to have to go off and brood, but meanwhile…
Thanks for talking to us, Deborah!

6 Comments
  • Verrrry nice interview…Barbara Wawa couldn’t have done better. Deborah is very pretty indeed! I’m like you and have a low tolerance for fear…well just last night I had to schmear a spider on the bed and I’m still shaken 🙁
    What would a bookmark for this book look like?

    July 27, 2007 at 9:07 am
  • Oh yay! Not only is Deborah from Louisiana, but she’s also from my neck of the woods down here. She is (or was last time I checked) also President of our local writer’s guild . . . you know, the one whose meetings I can never attend because Ken ALWAYS has a rehearsal or concert on that night. No, I’m not bitter at all. I’ve still got A House Divided on my TBR list, but this one might get bumped up ahead of it. Nice interview too!

    Black-eyed peas and bacon over rice was our bean of choice, Deborah, but I can still eat that one. Yum! I would just keel over if I had to eat that much pork & beans. You poor thing!

    Oh, and don’t feel bad, Laura. I asked for a horse every year for Christmas too. We don’t go riding very often now, because, bless his heart, Ken can’t ride to save his life. I spend most of my time getting off my horse and leading his back to wherever we need to go.

    July 27, 2007 at 10:26 am
  • That is one VERY scary cover.
    Not a snow ball’s chance in Hell would you catch me taking that book to bed!
    On the other hand I learned how to make escargot in Venezuela when I was 20, so maybe I’m not such a wuss…
    Very terrific looking writer of scary books!

    July 28, 2007 at 9:20 pm
  • You are definitely not a wuss, Paris Breakfasts. I don’t think anyone could say that about you.

    You are the bookmark expert, Phyllis! Actually, that would be kind of fun, wouldn’t it? To organize something with writers and bookmark experts and see what the latter comes up with for the former. Hmm…I wonder if I could dig up enough authors on my end. It’s hard to tell. Other people don’t always jump on my enthusiasms with…my enthusiasm. Why is that? 🙂

    Michelle, I am not imagining you like Katherine Hepburn in The Philadelphia Story, with the horseback riding. Of course, this puts poor Ken in the position of her fiancé, poor thing, instead of Cary Grant. So maybe I should change my image!

    July 31, 2007 at 7:28 am
  • I’d gladly dump my ‘aspiring novelists’ group in favor of a ‘published writers’ group. I’ve been reading Joshilyn’s blog for a year. She’s effortlessly hilarious. And I ordered your novel online, at long last.

    August 1, 2007 at 11:21 am
  • Joshilyn IS hilarious. Amazing what she can whip out on a daily basis! Thanks for ordering BIoP. 🙂 As Joshilyn loves to say, you just got SO PRETTY ALL THE SUDDEN. EVEN PRETTIER THAN BEFORE.

    August 1, 2007 at 1:09 pm

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