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Friday, October 30, 2009

Midnight Treat with Becca Simone

On the eve of Halloween, thunder and lightning clash and collide as the storm rages through the moonless sky. A streak of lightning splits the sky open just as a clasp of thunder erupts. Shutters bang in the howling wind and pellets of hard rain beat on the windows of the haunted mansion. Deep in the woods, a werewolf howls, its keening echoing through the graveyard.

Hello and welcome to The Haunted Mansion! And on this very special eve of Halloween, as we venture closer and closer to the spookiest night of the year, Becca Simone is here to chat with us about her latest release, her Halloween inspired short story,
Midnight Treat.

So grab a big tub of hot buttered popcorn and get ready to scream. And here comes Becca now, making her way up the rickety steps to the manor on the hill. Enjoy the show!

Dressed incognito, Becca Simone raps at the haunted mansion door three times with her blood red fingernails. With a groaning creak, Oliver swings the door open. The pet raven screeches once, then flaps its wings and soars in with Becca.

Oliver: You rang? He grins a beguiling smile

Becca: Oh. My. God. I’ve died and gone to heaven, you big stud. If I wasn’t a happily married woman…

Oliver, costumed as Zorro, extends his hairy arm, but not before flexing his biceps. His double edge sword gleams in the muted light of the candelabras. Then with a roguish wink, he escorts Becca to the parlor. An eerie whistle snakes through the long dark corridor. From the organ, the music plays. Thriller by Michael Jackson. As they enter the parlor, gargoyles stand vigil, holding flickering vampire candles. Sharon sits in waiting, costumed as MadamDe Sade, red brocade dress and beaded filigree mask.

Sharon: Welcome to the Haunted Mansion, Becca. Come have a seat and we’ll chat. Oliver, do bring us refreshments.

From the walls, the skeletons rattle and shake. A woman screams bloody murder. Then manic laughter echoes, sounding as if it’s coming from the final circle of hell.

Sharon: What an interesting costume. Tell us about it.

Becca: I’m dressed as Marie Antoinette because my heroine was dressed as Marie at that fateful costume party. There were two Maries at that party—and the hero got a bit confused. (Becca looks around, eyes narrowed) There aren’t any other Maries here, are there?

Sharon: "So, Becca, first of all, let me congratulate you for your release of Midnight Treat. You must be so thrilled. Tell us about your debut book and how you came up with the setting, story plot and characters.

Becca: Well, I love the idea of mistaken identity. A friend of mine once went to a costume party where another woman was dressed up in the same costume. Her friends kept mixing them up. I knew someday that snippet of info would morph into a story. In MIDNIGHT TREAT, my heroine, Cassie, thinks she’s rented a one-of-a-kind costume. Unfortunately (or fortunately, as it will turn out), her sexy and flirtatious neighbor from upstairs is wearing the exact same costume. The men at the party are hanging all over her, while shy Cassie tries to blend into the shadows and disappear. Later, she’s upstairs in her apartment and falls asleep in her costume. My hero, Josh, is dressed as Zorro, and he’s climbing the fire escape on his way to the lustier Marie’s apartment. He sees Cassie through her window, thinks he miscalculated the floors, and heads inside. Cassie decides not to tell him he has the wrong floor and wrong Marie. This is an erotica, so you can guess what happens next. J

Oliver appears, Whiskey Sours on tray. He presents them along with apple slices and peanut butter dip. Then his eyes glaze over and he stares at Becca. “If I might be so bold as to have your autograph, Ms. Simone?” he stabs himself with his Zorro sword and draws blood. “Crimson is my favorite color. Sign it in blood.”

Becca: Unbutton your shirt so I can sign your chest.

Oliver breaks into an engaging grin and obliges. Your wish is my command.

Sharon: So let’s talk about Zorro. I’ve recently written a book with Zorro as a main character. I personally love the Zorro sword. Why did you choose it?

Becca: I wanted my hero to be dressed in something sexy and romantic, but also a bit intimidating. And the thought of Zorro climbing a fire escape in the rain, on his way to a sexual tryst was just too appealing. Josh used the Zorro sash and sword to his advantage—and Cassie’s!—let me assure you.

Sharon: And without giving anything in your story away, let’s talk about this fantasy to do something naughty, something out of the norm. Do dish with us, Becca. Is this a secret fantasy of yours which inspired you to write about it?

Becca: Secret fantasies are called “secret” for a reason, Sharon. Nice girls don’t kiss and tell. We just write about it. But like I said, I love the mistaken identity theme, of my hero or heroine trying to be something they’re not.

Oh, here comes Oliver with dessert, homemade apple pie. He sets it on the coffin table, cuts it with the greatest of ease with his Zorro sword and feeds it to Becca. Then he waits to be complimented.

The manic laughter and organ continue to rattle the walls.

Becca: There’s just something about warm apple pie that makes me think about sex. Remember the American Pie movies?

Oliver chuckles

Sharon: Let’s talk about Halloween. Do you have a favorite costume or a masquerade party that stands out in your mind? And favorite decorations? D├ęcor?

The ghost from Halloween past floats through the room.

Becca: I was always one of those lame people who decided on a costume at the last minute. Nothing very creative, I’m afraid. But I do love wearing masks. It’s amazing how much more out-going and outrageous we can be when we wear a mask. It’s fun to be someone else for a while.

Sharon: If you’ve ever visited my blog, you know I adore superstitions. Sharon’s black cat leaps from the rafters and lands on Becca’s lap. Tell us, Becca. Do you have any superstitions you’d like to share?

Becca: I’m really not very superstitious. In fact, I’ve been known to walk under ladders, just because. I do believe in karma, however, and what goes around comes around.

But suddenly the raven clock howls and the witching hour ends.

Sharon: Just one more question. What can the wee ones expect to get at the Simone residence on Halloween night?

Becca: Full-size candy bars, of course. Because any candy other than chocolate just isn’t worth eating.

Thank you so much for being brave enough to venture forth into my haunted mansion. Tell readers where they can buy Midnight Treat and get in touch with you.

Becca: Midnight Treat is available on my website,, and at The Wild Rose Press, and

Oliver appears as Thriller blasts on hidden speakers. Dressed in Becca’s favorite costume, a briky, he grabs her and takes her for a spin around the ballroom dance floor.

Happy Halloween to all and to all a good night!

Becca Simone’s short story, MIDNIGHT TREAT, released September 18, from The Wild Rose Press. It’s her first published work of fiction and she can’t be more excited.

It's mistaken identity gone erotically awry during a Halloween costume party.
Josh Panetti breaks into an apartment Halloween night, thinking he’s fulfilling the sexual fantasy of a woman he just met at a costume party. Instead, he’s broken into Cassie Snow’s place. Cassie immediately realizes his mistake—she’d seen him at the party with her sexy upstairs neighbor. She should tell him he has the wrong apartment and the wrong girl. But she’s always the wrong girl. Would it be so terrible to be the right girl for just one night?


She, Cassie Snow, was smack dab in the middle of another couple’s naughty fantasy.
Zorro hooked his hands under the frame and tugged upward. She gasped. He was
coming inside! He swung his leg quietly over the windowsill, his foot touching carpet.

“You told me you were on the fifth floor,” he said as he swung his other leg inside and unfolded to his full height. His voice was deep and raspy. His white teeth flashed in the dim light as he grinned.

Oh. My. God. Zorro was in her apartment.

“I, ah—” He must have seen her through the window and thought she was the other
Marie. Again. Her insides fluttered with possibilities.

Tell him! He stalked toward the bed like a wild animal hunting its prey. He eased
the sword from its sheath and leaned over her, holding it above her face. She, Cassie
Snow, was smack dab in the middle of another couple’s naughty fantasy. Her eyes widened
and need pulsed between her legs. Tell him he’s in the wrong apartment!

“You said you like to be scared,” he growled, right before he clamped a hand
over her mouth and pressed the back of her head into the pillow.

He held the long silver blade in front of her eyes. “Make a sound and you’re
dead. Understand?” She nodded and immediately stilled. She knew she should tell him
he had the wrong girl. But she was always the wrong girl. Was it so horrible that
she wanted to be the right girl for a change? Was it so wrong that she wished, just
for one night, to be someone else? Someone who acted out naughty role-playing?


Sharon Donovan said...!! After teaser into Becca's Midnight Treat, what woman with red blood pulsing through her veins does not want to race out and buy that one?! Oliver...hold down the forts while I run out and get my copy! And here she comes now. Let's have a warm welcome for Becca Simone! Grab a seat, Becca! And here comes Oliver with Whiskey Sours and apple slices with peanut butter dip. So tell me, Becca? How are sales on this treat?


Hywela Lyn said...

Hi Becca and Sharon, what an interesting interview, Oooh I do love the Zorro connection, and Oliver, that mask and cape really suits you!

Good luck with the new book, Becca.

P.L. Parker said...

Good morning - my usual run before work. Good blog Becca!

Will hate it when October is over. Have really enjoyed hearing all the scary stories.

Good luck with sales, Becca.

Ann_Campbell said...

I have already read this one and let me just say......WOW!!!
Super hot!!

Autumn Shelley said...

Hi Becca, Hi Sharon!
Let me just say that Becca is my kind of girl, between whiskey sours, apple pie and Zorro!!
Can't wait to read this!

Sharon Donovan said...

Hello, Lyn, Patsy, Ann and Autumn! Becca is off exploring the mansion but after that hot excerpt, have some Whiskey Sours to cool off! Oh, Becca! Your adoring fans await!

Becca Simone said...

Hi everyone! Of all days to have internet issues... Yikes! I'm now sitting at Tully's, using their free WiFi to log on here. So sorry I'm late to the party.


Becca Simone said...

Thanks for stopping by the haunted mansion, Hywela and P.L. It's kinda creepy here, isn't it?

Becca Simone said...

Ann--Thanks so much for the "wow!" That makes my day. :) Cuz I've read your "wow" stuff, too.

Autumm, I couldn't agree with you more.

Sharon--I'll apologize again for being so late. I've been on the phone with my internet provider all day and we finally figured out it was my router having the issues. I'm pretty sure it's haunted or cursed. Maybe because I've been cursing at it all day long...

Becca Simone said...

Yo, Oliver! After the day I've had, I REALLY need another whiskey sour. Hold the ice, hold the sour, just make it straight whiskey!

Cari Quinn said...

Hi Becca and Sharon! I can't wait to read Midnight Treat....and tomorrow would be the perfect day! ;D

Becca Simone said...

Hey Cari,
Yes, tomorrow IS the perfect day to read Midnight Treat (although, any day would work, of course) as it's a Halloween story.

Oliver--I'm still waiting for my whiskey. You may deliver it nude if you like.

Mary Ricksen said...

Well there was a time that Antonio Bandaras was very hot.

So now who is the new Zorro, inquiring minds want to know.

Oliver, you look great.

Becca Simone said...

Hey Mary, thanks for braving the dark and ugly night to come visit. Yes, Antonio Banderas used to be hot. Lately, he's looking a bit like the vampires hiding in this mansion. A bit undead. Ick.

I don't know who the knew Zorro will be, but I look forward to finding out.

Becca Simone said...

Oh, my. I just read my last post. Obviously, this whiskey is going to my head, because I said "knew" instead of "new."

Since I'm already getting a bit tipsy, I might as well keep going. Oliver?

Sharon Donovan said...

Well, the party continues right into Halloween! Becca, no worries! We've all had those Internet glitches at the most inappropriate time. Tis the spirits, playing tricks instead of treats! Oliver, my good man, please give a few shots of our very best bourbon to Becca here to sooth her frayed nerves. She's had quite a day. And bring her a huge slice of apple pie! Becca, just sit back and relax. And feel free to invite all your friends by today. Autumn is my featured guest but there is no rule that says there can't be more than one party! It's Halloween, after all, the witching hour. I agree about Zorro. There is just something about a man with a sword, dangerous and mysterious and oh so sexy!

Sharon Donovan said...

Oliver saunters out, shot glass in hand, full of amber liquid. With a wicked wink, he takes a seat on the nail back sofa, plops Becca in his lap and pours the aged whiskey down her throat, his eyes glazing over...

Sharon Donovan said...

Welcome to Becca's party, Cari and Mary! Mingle and eat, drink and be merry! The dancing never least not until the witching hour!

Becca Simone said...

Is it morning yet? It's hard to tell in the dark here. Do you have no lights in this mansion other than the flickering jack-o-lanterns and candles.

Happy Halloween, everyone!

Sharon Donovan said...

Becca, dear's Halloween. Do you want light or atmosphere? Oliver, Becca needs something for the dog that bit her. LOL

Becca Simone said...

I'm in slightly better spirits (pardon the pun) on this bewitching day. Midnight Treat is up for book of the week at Whipped Cream Long and Short Reviews. Kinda cool, eh? That spell I cast must have worked...

Sharon Donovan said...

Congratulations, Becca! Now that makes your bad day yesterday all worth it. What an honor. Oliver, a toast over here for Becca! I must cast my vote for you. Good luck, Becca. I hope you win.

Becca Simone said...

Thanks, Sharon. Maybe if I bribe Oliver, he can strong-arm some more readers into voting for me.