I’m Shannon MacLeod and delighted to be back at Literary Lagniappe! The last time I was here I mentioned the Scot in the living room…specifically Faolán MacIntyre, the hero of my new paranormal romance Rogue on the Rollaway!
Our heroine Colleen O’Brien is a TV/movie addict and tends to think in terms of sitcom dialogue and classic movie lines. I too…uh…will admit to being something of a movie aficionado. I watch TV occasionally, sticking mainly to cartoons, NFL games, the Weather Channel and the Food Network. (I love Chopped, but if I ever open my fridge and see flank steak, candy corn, dried seaweed and radishes what I’m making for dinner is reservations…)
So – given that Colleen (not unlike myself) has seen Lord of the Rings so many times she can reenact the battle scenes using interpretive dance, it became a personal challenge to see how many movie and TV show references I could stuff in. Among the shows you may see a line or two of dialogue from are:
Braveheart, Highlander and Rob Roy (ok, those were a given, right?)
Pirates of the Caribbean
Lost in Space
Serenity and Firefly (no self respecting TV geek would be caught dead without tossing some Joss Whedon in the mix)
The Twilight Zone
Lord of the Rings
The Food Network
Alice in Wonderland
The History Channel
The Oprah Winfrey Show
And the list goes on…
Faolán’s reaction to TV is not exactly what you’d expect from a Dark Ages kind of guy…he loves it! Here’s an example when a not so modern man gets a taste of modern wisdom…
From Rogue on the Rollaway:
“…Watching the spring training baseball game wasn’t nearly as much fun as the impromptu entertainment up in the stands. Faolán balanced peanuts on his nose, then with a perfect toss of his head flipped them in up into the air to catch in his mouth. “’Tis a verra slow game, is it no’?” he asked, rolling his eyes in exasperation.
Colleen giggled at his clowning. “I guess it is,” she conceded, “but they serve great dogs here.” At his alarmed expression, she rose and took him by the hand. “Come on, I’ll show you.”
They settled back into their seats a short time later with fully dressed hot dogs, a dangerously overloaded plate of nachos, and plastic souvenir cups of cold draft beer. “I’d begun to believe there were no spirits in yer time,” Faolán sighed with relief, draining half of his in one big swallow.
She took a dainty sip of hers and dabbed at her mouth. “I’m not much of a drinker,” she said.
“And that’s as it should be,” he nodded sagely. “I doona think I’d fancy my woman being able to drink me under the table.”
Colleen turned in her seat and gave him a pointed look. “We’ve talked about this, Faolán. I am not your woman.”
He leaned back in his seat, folded his hands behind his head and draped his long jean clad legs over the empty seat in front of him. “Och, aye. Ye are. Yer just in a state of denial over yer true feelings about me, ’tis all,” he assured her. Closing his eyes, he tilted his face up to the sun and added with unmistakably masculine confidence, “I’ve no doubts ye’ll be coming around soon. It’s just a matter of taking ownership of yer emotions and acknowledging yer needs as a woman.”
Colleen burst into laughter. “A state of what? What have you been watching while I’m at work?” she demanded, punching his shoulder playfully.
“Oprah,” he said defensively. “She’s a wise woman. She says modern lasses tend to fight what’s best for them. And we both know, my bonny wee hedgehog,” he looked at her over the top of dark sunglasses, his blue eyes twinkling with mischief, “that I’m what’s best for ye.” He drained the rest of the beer and tugged off his shades. Colleen turned a becoming shade of pink and Faolán took that opportunity to lean over and brush his lips across hers. “And I’m looking forward to proving that to ye, Beauty–all night long if need be…”
Yowzah…ok, so here’s the big news – Lyrical Press and myself have just been acquired by Kensington!
My paranormal romances initially published by Lyrical Press are all in the process of being switched over to Kensington. At the moment of this writing they are not available through any retailers, but fear not – in the meantime, you can win an ecopy of Rogue on the Rollaway from the lovely Literary Lagniappe! (Contest ends February 2, 2014 at 11:59 p.m. EST)
Thanks again for having me – hoping to come back again soon!