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5446983142_45f62f06eaLike many writers, I have a go-to play list for most of my characters. It’s a peek at the creative spark that motivates their actions and reactions, and sometimes it’s their way of reminding me of who they really are. Please welcome Mimi Sebastian, author of The Necromancer’s Betrayal, Book 2 in The Necromancers series, as she explains the songs in her characters’ heads.

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Songs in My Characters’ Heads

I love a good movie sound track. How a good song complements a scene, sets the mood, tone, brings on the tears or makes you want to rock out. I often write listening to music, from rock to the Lord of the Rings or Transformers soundtracks, I let the music set the mood and help me find the right words. Some of my characters have their own song or certain scenes are written with a song in mind. Here is a sampling of the many songs on The Necromancer Betrayal soundtrack.

  • 6 Underground by Sneaker Pimps
  • Fade Into You by Mazzy Star
  • Providence by Ani DiFranco
  • I Bleed by The Pixies
  • Dangerous by Big Data

6 Underground with its fuzzy, techno beats and sense of aimlessness set the stage for Ruby’s relationship with the vampire Lysander. I wrote a scene of them together with this song in mind. Both of them want to lose themselves in each other, forget about everything happening around them, but ultimately they can’t, as the song says, without falling from grace. It’s sad and bittersweet and whenever I think of them, I think of this song.

Talk me down, safe and sound
Too strung up to sleep
Wear me out, scream and shout
Swear my time’s never cheap
I fake my life like I’ve lived
Too much, I take whatever you’re given, not enough
Overground, watch this space
I’m open to falling from grace.

(Song by Chris Corner, Liam Coverdale-Howe, Ian Pickering, John Barry)

Dangerous by Big Data also plays into the Ruby and Lysander complication. I hear this song when Ruby ventures to the vampire club to ask for Lysander’s help, but also for other reasons she’s not quite ready to admit?

Nobody’s listening when we’re alone
Nobody’s listening, there’s nobody listening,
No one can hear us when we’re alone
No one can hear us, no, no one can hear us
And I’ve gotta get out of here
Sink down, into the dark
Keep on running
I’ve gotta get out of here (Keep on running)
Sink down, into the dark
You understand, they got a plan for us
I bet you didn’t know that I was dangerous
It must be fate, I found a place for us
I bet you didn’t know someone could love you this much

(Song by David James Jr. Minehan)

On the other side, there’s Ewan, the love Ruby can’t have. Kept apart by demon traditions, they are unable to unleash their desires. However, that doesn’t always stop them, and when they do give in to those passions, it’s exciting but haunting like the song Fade Into You by Mazzy Star.

I want to hold the hand inside you
I want to take the breath that’s true
I look to you and I see nothing
I look to you to see the truth
……
Fade into you
Strange you never knew
Fade into you
I think it’s strange you never knew

(Song by Hope Sandoval, David Roback)


I have always loved the Pixies, since my college days. Frank Black is a maniac. I Bleed, is not only a great play on the whole vampire feeding thing, but touches upon Ruby’s dilemmas, how she’s being pulled in different directions. And I love the line, behind my smile it shakes my teeth.

As loud as hell, a ringing bell
Behind my smile it shakes my teeth
And all the while, as vampires feed
I bleed, I bleed, I bleed
Prithee, my dear, why are we here?
Nobody knows, we go to sleep
As breathing flows, my mind secedes
I bleed, I bleed, I bleed, I bleed, I bleed, I bleed
There’s a place in the buried west in a cave
With a house in it in the clay
The holes of hands, you can place a hand in hand
I bleed, I bleed, I bleed

(Song by Charles Thompson)

Thanks for stopping by today. You can find all these songs on iTunes or Youtube. I hope they inspire you as much as they did my writing and characters! You can visit my blog under each book title for more soundtrack songs.

  • Book Title: The Necromancer’s Betrayal, The Necromancer Series Book 2
  • Author: Mimi Sebastian
  • Genre: Urban Fantasy/Paranormal Romance
    Length: 226 pages
    Release Date: 08.07.2014
    ISBN:  978-1611945119
 
Cover Necromancers betrayal
Her powers have been hobbled. Her enemies are growing stronger. Old loves challenge her. And her worst betrayer may be herself. Necromancer Ruby Montagne is battling for her life in the realm of demons. Unfairly branded for the death of a fellow necromancer, she’s got to prove her innocence without the full use of her magic. And the real culprit is still on the loose.

Blurb

While someone is stalking her friends among the witches, Ruby searches for answers inside the dark intrigues of both the demon and necromancer worlds. Ruby must confront this new, sinister threat while reconciling her feelings for her former lover, a demon warrior. Only it’s difficult . . . because a sexy vampire is making it clear that he’d like to be a lot more than just friends.

The competition for Ruby’s trust heats up as the enemy pushes her toward a dark side that could threaten the entire realm. Yet what can Ruby do when she’s not even sure what she is? With the fabric separating the realms at stake, she must decide whom to trust. But will the ultimate betrayal be her own?

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Excerpt

A hand I knew all too well rested on my shoulder. “Come dance with me.”

My first impulse was to huff, having watched him with Portia, but I smoothed my feathers and smothered the small fire that had been smoldering all night. If Ewan wasn’t going to bug me about Lysander, then I wasn’t going to disturb this quiet, soothing, if not a bit dangerous peace. It probably helped that I was just buzzed enough to agree, and maybe that had been his devious plan. I let him lead me to the floor and envelop me in his arms for the slow dance. His hesitation joined mine for a brief moment when our bodies connected, melting every nerve ending.

I can’t do this to myself.

I moved away from him, but, sensing my skittishness, he tightened his grip, pulling me against his chest. My breath caught and my body buzzed with longing and want. We danced for a few moments to let the popping world around us settle. I understood why it was so much easier to attack each other, find an irritation to mine, an axe to throw, because all of that was easier than enduring this crippling longing, feeling this gaping hole carved in my chest.

When my heart finally stopped tripping over itself, I carefully settled my cheek on the soft silk of his shirt. He pressed his lips to my ear, and his breath, tinged with whiskey and his spicy demon scent, overwhelmed me and everything, everyone around us melted in a blur. He pressed his thumb against my side, grazing until he found the round swell of my breast. I felt his smile against my cheek when I suppressed a moan. My rebellious arms somehow found their way around his neck.

“You’re insufferable,” I said.

“Charming.” His breath puffed against my earlobe, causing my nipples to harden.

“Smug.”

“Confident.” He continued to rub and caught my nipple with one devious flick, eliciting a sharp gasp.

“Arrogant.”

“Gracious.”

“Oh, hell.”

“That, too.” He tightened his arms even more. “Do you know how much I want to throw you over my shoulder, take you to my place, and make love to you? I don’t think you’ll ever understand how much I want you.” His words, whispered into my ear, soft and husky, about undid me.

“This conversation is not a good idea.” But my body screamed, throbbed to hear the rest of what he wanted to do.

“Why? Don’t want Lysander to see me kiss you?” He glided his lips across my jawbone, leaving my skin zinging everywhere he touched. “He kissed you.” His words, tinged with a note of regret, sent a violent shiver through me.

“No. Stop. What if Malthus sees?” I pushed away from him. He loosened his embrace, giving me an extra inch of space, without removing his arms from my waist.

“Maybe I don’t give a damn.”

“I had an interesting talk with Portia.” My words had the intended effect, throwing a bucket of freezing cold water over the conversation. I hated to extinguish the passion I so craved, but our talk had veered into the same morass that led to nowhere but despair.

“That was mean,” he said, his eyes clouding with frustration.

“What? Talking with her or bringing it up?”

“What did you talk about?”

I smirked. “Sharing.”

He quirked an eyebrow. “Maybe I don’t want to know.”

“Do you trust her?”

“It’s wise not to trust anyone for the time being, but I’d be surprised if she was involved.”

“You might try talking to her the next time you’re together.”

“I haven’t been with anyone since you and I made love.” He narrowed his eyes at me. “Guess I can’t say the same for you.”

Ah, back to the pain. It almost felt better. At least we’d enjoyed most of the evening before igniting the white flag. I should have shot back at him with some retort, admonished him for judging me, but I was too buzzed and confused with guilt and readily accepted my role as dartboard for the night.

“So tell me, are you and Lysander serious? Do you care for him?” he asked.

“Yes, of course.”

His arms stiffened.

“He’s a friend,” I added.

His eyebrows shot up in disbelief.

“I’m not dating him. I’m not dating you either. Yes, we—” Frustration stifled my words. “What do you want me to do? Wait nine years? I don’t think our relationship can stand nine years of hurting each other.”

His arms tightened, tightened, tightened and suffocated my thoughts. “He’s using the blood exchange to manipulate you.”

“He’s not manipulating me. You know better than that.”

“Lysander is a very old vampire, and I can assure you, he didn’t spend those hundreds of years in a monastery. He knows exactly what he’s doing.”

“Just like you know exactly what you’re doing with Portia?”

“That’s different.”

He let me pull out of his embrace. “Sure it is,” I said, before turning away from him. The bar came into view and, needing a destination, I sprinted off before he could prevent my escape. I chanced a glance back and saw Portia had claimed him for the next dance. He whirled her onto the dance floor, but not before locking eyes with me for one last, hard stare.

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Mimi Sebastian

Mimi Sebastian

About the Author

Mimi Sebastian raised herself on books and the strange and unusual, and an unhealthy dose of comics and movies. When a career as a punk guitarist failed to materialize, she completed her degree in urban planning, spent two years in the Ivory Coast with the Peace Corps, and another three years in Brazil. By day, she debates the merits of transport oriented development, by night she writes about necromancers and pirates. She’s convinced she could live off coffee, ice cream, and comic books, but is sure only one of those is good for her health.

She’s a member of Romance Writers of America and the Fantasy, Futuristic and Paranormal chapter of RWA. A transplant from the beaches of Florida, Mimi now wanders the desert in Phoenix, AZ, and attempts to balance writing with a day career, fantastic family, and household diva: her Amazon parrot.

 

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