I Get Patriotic and Religious with Australian Young Adult author Jacinta Maree

jacinta Profile picI Skyped with Australian Young Adult author Jacinta Maree, and I was the first American she has ever talked to face-to-face. I hope I represented the great country of the United States of American adequately. While we talked, I ate beef jerky, slurped on a 64 oz. Big Gulp full of a Monster energy drink, and cleaned my 7mm Remington hunting rifle. I had my bible prominently placed, but we’ll get to religion. Oh, yes, we will.

But first, more about Jacinta!

Self-confessed chocaholic Jacinta was born and raised in Melbourne, Australia, with her loving family of five. Even as a child, Jacinta had an itch to write. Writing was the one constant hobby she clung to, also trying her hand at piano, flute, tennis, horseback riding and drama. Jacinta works full-time in the family business and spends her afternoons either playing basketball, reading, writing, or hanging out with friends. She is always happy to try something new; getting her real estate license, practicing ninjitshu, Zumba and parkour to name a few. For her future, Jacinta sees herself writing. It is a large part of her identity and something she hopes to continue. Aside from her love of stories, she loves Japan and its unique and beautiful culture and history. From their delicious sushi dishes right down to their kimonos and wooden sandals. She is also a huge cat person and loves to snuggle up in front of the fire for a good movie or book. Her favorite genres are paranormal and fantasy but she also loves anything written by thriller writer Stephen King.

And here is where we get more on her debut novel, My Demonic Ghost. What’s the story, morning glory?

My-Demonic-Ghostfonts2Rachael has traveled to Whitehaven to visit her father, a trek she cannot help but dread given his recent descent into madness. Upon her arrival she realizes his deterioration has not only been mental, it’s been physical as well. His death comes as no surprise, but what she discovers soon after, is shocking when his burden becomes hers. Lock is a banished spirit who must attach himself to a human host in order to hide from those who would drag him back to hell to be destroyed. When he meets Rachael he finds more than a host, he finds an ally. Together they must defeat each of the seven sins in order to guarantee Lock’s safe passage into the Third Realm, a loophole in creation that would allow him to escape hell and have peace at long last. Through their unlikely friendship, other banished spirits flock to them in hopes of a peace they hadn’t dreamt possible.

Six months in the making, this interview was epic! We talked about atheism and God–which of course are subjects I adore as much as Americans adore semi-automatic assault rifles–Wrestlemania, beer, and monster truck rallies. And Jesus.

So let’s get to it! Hit me baby one more time.

Aaron: So, Jacinta, how did you hook up with Heather Savage? I interviewed her and she is the essence of awesome. Tell us a little about how that worked.

Jacinta: Heather Savage has been a fantastic mentor and role model since the moment I met her. Obviously due to the large distance of earth and water separating us, I could only get into contact with Heather over email but even so she managed to inspire me to become a better writer. I had been searching for reliable editing help to improve on my manuscript when I stumbled across Staccato. From the kick-off, Heather had been honest, helpful, cheerful and energetic when dealing with me (and my thousand and one questions). We would speak everyday about philosophy, karate, parkour and publishing. Call it luck or fate, I am very grateful to have met her and the team at Staccato.

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Aaron: You said when you were taken on by Heather, you wept. I was too shocked for tears when I got my first book deal. I usually save all my tears for Doctor Who, but yeah, anyway, why do you think you had such an emotional reaction?

Jacinta: I had been rejected and ignored by many Australian publishers before I reached Heather and so I had expected to get rejected again. I was careful to keep my hopes down. It’s hard not to take rejection personally and a way to protect myself I presumed rejection from everyone. I just kept telling myself, every no is just getting you closer to that yes. So when she dropped the bomb on me I wasn’t expecting it. It kind of hit me like a football to the nose; tears were swelling before I could comprehend what I was crying over. For a while I didn’t dare tell anyone outside my immediate family in case it was ‘too good to be true’.

Aaron: Like me, you had a hidden phase, where you wrote a bunch and didn’t show your work to anyone. Which project would you pick from your hidden phase that would make the best movie? Who would direct? What would the story be? Actors? Actresses? Soundtrack?

Jacinta: Oh no! The folder of shame. The only story that actually took form was one I had completed when I was in year seven. It was a strong 180 pages long and revolved around high school girls, witchery and the earthly elements. I had called it ‘Magic Goes Six Different Ways’ and it was about six unlikely friends who were born with supernatural powers embedded in their bodies. When they all formed together at their new high school, it was like a trigger had been tripped causing all the girls to slowly transform into super beings. It’s… ridiculous. No wonder I hid it.

Aaron: So you’ve had lots of projects, but what drove you to finish and polish up My Demonic Ghost? Why did that project make it?

Jacinta: The connection I had formed with My Demonic Ghost had saved it from the sinking ship. It just wouldn’t get out of my head no matter how long I spent away from it; it was like some consistent cough. My Demonic Ghost is unique and it has a powerful message behind it. I felt like if I didn’t tell this story then no one ever would.

Aaron: So for your character Lock, how did you get into the mind and soul of a fourteen-year-old boy? Did you watch lots of Star Wars and browse through lots of lingerie catalogs?

Jacinta: Ha ha ha, no I didn’t venture that far into the mind of a boy but I had studied theatre during my VCE so it was a bit easier for me to step into the shoes of other characters. I may not have dived into the interests of the common teenage boy but I did take every sentence Lock said and every reaction very seriously. He’s an incredibly strong character, one that I had based off Casper The Friendly Ghost movie originally before he started to morph into his own self. His personality came out naturally, like I had been friends with him for my entire life without knowing it.

Aaron: Every interview, I ask people what they don’t want to talk about, and you were trying to shy away from the religious aspect of your book. But you were a good sport and agreed we could talk a little about it. Okay, just a little. I love this stuff! And yeah, the angel in my book starts off as an atheist, and I myself am a Catholic-Hindu-Atheist. No. Really. Anyway, I’m dancing around the question. So we’ll just go there. You mentioned that the God in your book is corrupt. How so? And could you ever write a novel where you show some sort of divine force in a more positive light?

Jacinta: It is possible, I guess, but it’s not something that interests me. It’s been done to death. I want to write something unique and intriguing. My Demonic Ghost was an experiment for me; can I make angelic beings bad and have an audience cheer for the demons? Are people even interested in a story told from the monster’s side? It would’ve been easy if I had written the Banished spirits as noble, misunderstood creatures but I didn’t want that. I wanted them to be rude, temperamental, vicious and scary. I wanted them to have all these horrible demon qualities as well as good human traits and see if I could make the readers fall in love. The god is corrupted by greed and power, which is funny because that is a very human fault for a divine being to be guilty of.

uniformAaron: Like me, you went to a private Catholic school, all-girl. Well, I went to an all-boy, but you get my point. Going to all-boy Catholic school left me with an unhealthy interest in existential atheism, Star Wars, and lingerie catalogs, but I digress. How do you think your school affected your writing in My Demonic Ghost, or did it?

Jacinta: If I hadn’t gone to a Catholic School, ‘My Demonic Ghost’ probably wouldn’t have existed. I am an atheist, but even so, the possibility of spirits and the afterlife have fascinated me. And being an atheist may have helped with any spiritual conflict a person may encounter when trying to depict a God as bad. I wasn’t targeting any religion of course, hence why I created an afterlife system from scratch. I just borrowed ideas such as Angels, Demons and of course the Seven Sins.

Aaron: Last question, and this where you can let your creativity explode like a nuclear bomb dropped into the middle of a tsunami. You said you were a cradle writer and that you have no idea how you came to start writing. You didn’t have any relatives or friends who wrote, but you started it up like a bad habit. Make up a story, paranormal or not, that explains why you started writing at a very young age.

Jacinta:

True Version: I think my obsession with the written word had started when I was given one of those children’s books for my birthday, where the name of the protagonist is changed to the child’s name. I had been put into a book and the adventure of the ‘Jacinta’ inside that world was so incredible I wanted to explore more and more. So I started to write and I found it came naturally to me. My spelling, on the other hand, did not, so I was a writer who couldn’t spell. What are the odds? I had written my first story when I was in grade two and ever since I’ve kept going.

Fun Version:

I was born with a terribly embarrassing problem. Every time I tried to speak, my words would form knots in my mouth. I had become a one-man freak show, stuttering and blurting out the wrong words and stumbling through my sentences like a clumsy waiter. I would practice in my head every night, breaking the sentence down so I was able to pronounce it properly the next time I spoke. My delays in natural speech gave the other children the impression I was slow, so in the end I just stopped speaking all together. By the time I had reached the age of eight I had forgotten how to speak altogether.

When I couldn’t speak to my family, I instead wrote. I wrote everything I was thinking, everything that I was seeing and doing and soon my words formed stories. Through the written path, I wasn’t an outcast but a hero charging into battle on top of a dragon. I was a mystical princess charming the birds to do tasks for me. I was powerful and confident. Through literature I was able to gather my confidence back up to take on the task of speaking. Day by day, I got stronger and I would practice in secret, reading my stories aloud in a confident voice. For the first time in a long time, I was able to greet my mother at the door with a gentle ‘Hello’.

 

Aaron: Thanks so much to Jacinta Maree!

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Jacinta’s blog
Her Facebook author page
Jacinta’s Deviant Art page
On Goodreads
Smashwords author page
On Amazon

 

 

But hey, both Jacinta and I are going to Romantic Times Book Lovers Convention in Kansas City, baby, May 2013! She’s road-tripping down from Minneapolis, like a good American, fueling the journey on Cherry-Coke Slurpees and Cheetohs. God bless, America! I can’t wait to see Jacinta and all my friends again!

 

 

Step 5 Pt. 4: I Am Not Unique; One Writer’s Story is All Our Stories

Step 5 – Admitted to the world, to another person, and to ourselves the exact nature of our disease

 

Last week I talked about first sales panels at writers conferences and the funny thing, most of the time I completely discount other people’s experiences. Totally. Do you know why?

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Because I have this deep-seated notion that I am unique. No one is like me. Only one Aaron Michael Ritchey ever born, that’s me, and if you think anything you say matters to me it doesn’t.

 

 

Kinda’ like my favorite joke.

How many VietNam vets does it take to screw in a lightbulb?

You don’t know ‘cause you weren’t there, man.

Ain’t nobody been Aaron Michael Ritchey.

But it’s a stupid idea to think that I am so unique. As a person or as a writer. That’s the thing with the first sales panels—their story is my story. Or could be. If I keep working and keep trying.

From what I’ve seen, it takes about five to six years to get published once you really set your mind to do it. Really commit. Then it takes another twenty to get on the New York Times Bestseller List. And that can happen to writers. Happens to writers all the time. Why not me?

Why not?

I’m just a writer, after all.

And that’s the power of the 5th step. Once I shared all of my foibles with another person, once I got everything on paper and out in the open, I realized I wasn’t unique, or alone. That I’m a person, a writer, and other people feel the same things I feel. The successful ones find a way through the fear and pain. Those are the people I need to talk to and the stories I need to hear.

If I focus on the similarities and not the differences, I can get to a place where success as a writer is possible. If I focus on the differences, then I’m doomed, doomed I tell you! Doomed to be alone. Doomed to be a failure. Doomed forever!

But that’s not the case. That’s why I can talk to writers so easily. They are my people.

So cowboy up, all you happy writers, because we’re leaving Step 5 and going on to Step 6. This is where the hardcore part of the program hits.

Steps 6 and 7 ain’t for sissies!

 

Stand Together or Die Alone: Step Five, Part 3

Step 5 – Admitted to the world, to another person, and to ourselves the exact nature of our disease

Back when I started going to writers conferences, I would always attend the first-time published sessions and listen to the experiences of those lucky few that got published. Here I was in the darkest cesspool of obscurity, scribbling in the dark, but these writers, these people, they had made it!
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Ha. Not sure we ever really make it. Will Stephenie Meyer write another novel, or have the haters hated her right into a cesspool I can only dream about? That of the despised, successful writer.

But back to the First Published panels at writers conferences. I can’t tell you how much it meant to me to see these other writers succeed. Usually, I’m a very envious person, but hearing their journeys, for some odd reason, I didn’t focus on that. I focused not on the differences, but on the similarities. They struggled. They fought. And they made it. To getting published. As my friend Linda Rohrbough says, the game changes at every stage. And they were honest.

Listening to that honesty, I knew I wasn’t alone. And I could keep struggling and fighting.

Part of Step 5 is baring our souls and letting another person see how completely wacky we are. But there’s another part. The person who listens gets to share. And the stories we tell each other during the Step 5 process are priceless. I’m scared, you’re scared, we’re Nickelback+When+We+Stand+Together+2011both scared. Doesn’t mean we stop. No, once you have two people sharing their fear, the fear is lessened. I think that’s where the idea came from of when two people meet, there is God in that meeting.

Together we can do things we can’t do alone.

 

One of the best things that’s ever happened to me at a writers conference came when I ran into a guy who had just come from a terrible pitch session. He blew it. The fail was epic! White-faced, he was wandering the halls and we started talking.

He explained how horrible it had been. And right then, I could look him in the eye and say, “Yeah, I know. Here’s what happened to me.” I talked to him just like how Linda Rohrbough talked to me after my meeting with an agent went terribly, terribly wrong.

That’s the power that community has. That’s the amazing synergy that can happen if I reach out and engage with other people. But I’m a dark-souled sort. I need to remember that I need to share my victories as well as my defeats. That yes, my inventory is of the darker bits of who I am, but there are many sides to life and to me. I need to remember to celebrate when it’s time to celebrate. I had a rough time with that one.

One last thing. I’m choosy about who I let into the little circle of my life. Some people won’t understand, or they’ll try and preach.

hair on fireDon’t tell me what to do. Not even if I’m on fire. The minute you say, “Oh, you should put out the fire that’s burning on your head!” I will let that fire burn me to cinders.
But if you say, “Yeah, this one time, my head was on fire, and it hurt. Jesus, it hurt.”
I’ll listen closely to what you are saying. Because you’re not talking about me. You’re not preaching. You’re sharing about what happened to you.

And then, when you say, “Yeah, my head was on fire, and I got a bucket of water, and oh, it felt so good to douse the flames.” Then, I’ll go looking for a bucket. I can learn from your experience, not your preaching.

I love stories. Tell me a story, and I’ll learn.

So find a close group of people you trust, share what’s going on, and above all, keep working. Keep writing. Keep creating.

Because no one will read the book you don’t write.

One last thing on Step 5 next week.