Welcome to our stop on the Velveteen Blog Tour for Daniel Marks. The tour is hosted by Teen Book Scene. You can catch all the stop HERE. Today Velvet tells you her This or That.
Daniel Marks writes young adult horror and fantasy, spends way too much time glued to the internets and collects books obsessively (occasionally reading them). He’s been a psychotherapist for children and adolescents, a Halloween store manager, and has survived earthquakes, volcanoes and typhoons to get where he is today, which is to say, in his messy office surrounded by half empty coffee cups. He lives in the Pacific Northwest with his wife, Caroline, and three furry monsters with no regard for quality carpeting. None. Velveteen is his debut YA fantasy (Delacorte/Random House Kids). Follow the author on Twitter: @dannymarksya Check out his Youtube channel! youtube.com/dannymarksya
Character This or That: Velvet
Beach or Desert?
Really? Those are the options? It depends on whose body I’m possessing (which I obviously can, what ghost worth their salt can’t?). If, for instance, I could get a hold of a really rotten but quite pale girl I might put her in a bikini out on the beach for a few hours without sunscreen. Oh wait. I’d achieve the same effect in the desert, right? But then people might wonder what the girl was doing in a bikini out in Death Valley or somewhere. That might interfere with my sunburn plot. Hmm. Stumped.
Black or White?
White, of course. Just kidding. Clearly I’m all about black, all the time. It just suits my humor, so I say, why fight it?
Heaven or Hell?
Purgatory. I don’t think I’ll ever get out of here. I’m supposed to learn something before I move on, but I’m not really putting any effort into that, there are other, more important things to do and figure out. Plus, I’m really into my friends. They’re the best I’ve ever had.
Brown hair or Blond Hair?
Blond. I used to think it looked funny on guys at school, until I met Nick. That’s when I realized it wasn’t the hair that made them look funny, it was just their awkwardness. Nick’s different. He’s comfortable with himself (despite being a complete freak) and that’s much more important than his hair (which looks kind of sexy when it’s messed up in the morning). God, I sound so annoying. Next!
Tall or Short?
Tall. ‘Nough said.
Jock or Nerd?
I get the question, but neither really appeal to me (except Nick, who’s clearly a jock, but has some pretty unhealthy dependency issues, so he’s almost a girl). Jocks have the whole aesthetic thing going for them, but mostly I just want to punch them in the ear whenever they start to talk. Nerds have a certain longevity and earning potential that would mean a whole lot more to me if I weren’t dead. I guess I’m stumped. So, I’ll go jock, for obvious reasons (meaning I have to or he’ll cry).
Greek Gods or Roman Gods?
Blah. Blah. Blah. I’m going to guess that I’ve been in Purgatory for about six years now and I’ve yet to see definitive proof of anything. It sucks. You’d think we’d get some answers but so far nope. No Greeks or Romans. ;)
Rain or Sunshine?
I like them both. I miss the weather when I’m not in your world. All we get is ashfall. Imagine that. A near constant faint drizzle of ash dropping from black skies. But I used to love walking alone in the rain. Of course, spending so much time alone proved detrimental to my health.
High School or College?
High School, as in, I’d like to finish it. When Bonesaw took me I was in that summer between my Junior and Senior year. It seems I missed out on so much. More than high school, obviously. So much more.
Coke or Pepsi?
Oh Coke, definitely. I’d sneak through the veil and possess someone just to get a sip!
Author: Daniel Marks
Reading Level: YA
Release Date: October 9th 2012
Publisher: Delacorte Books for Young Readers
Available: Amazon • Barnes & Noble • Indiebound
Summary: (from goodreads) Velveteen Monroe is dead. At 16, she was kidnapped and murdered by a madman named Bonesaw. But that’s not the problem.
The problem is she landed in purgatory. And while it’s not a fiery inferno, it’s certainly no heaven. It’s gray, ashen, and crumbling more and more by the day, and everyone has a job to do. Which doesn’t leave Velveteen much time to do anything about what’s really on her mind.
Velveteen aches to deliver the bloody punishment her killer deserves. And she’s figured out just how to do it. She’ll haunt him for the rest of his days.
It’ll be brutal... and awesome.
But crossing the divide between the living and the dead has devastating consequences. Velveteen’s obsessive haunting cracks the foundations of purgatory and jeopardizes her very soul. A risk she’s willing to take—except fate has just given her reason to stick around: an unreasonably hot and completely off-limits coworker.
Velveteen can’t help herself when it comes to breaking rules... or getting revenge. And she just might be angry enough to take everyone down with her.