Of Interviews And Carnal Pleasures, Part One

A living room. Four writers are gathered together, William Kendall and Norma Beishir sitting on one of the room, and the pairing of Scarlett Martin and James Morgan on the other. Scarlett and James are in very close company. He's got one arm wrapped around her shoulders, and she's stroking one of his thighs. And he's nuzzling her neck. William and Norma look at each other, rolling their eyes.

 

William: Shall we get started?

 

James: Oh, very well.

 

Scarlett: Can you give us a half hour first?

Norma: For what? We've already postponed this interview four times.

Scarlett: We have some research that just can't wait.

James: Yes, that's it. Research. We're sticklers for getting it right.

 

William: So we've heard. You're into very extensive field research.

 

Scarlett: Hands on field research at that. And we do so like to choreograph some of our more... graphic scenes. In fact, just this morning James was between my legs, his tongue driving me over the....

 

William: Could we stay on topic?

 

James: We are on topic. 

 

Scarlett: That's right, we're talking about choreographing our sex scenes for the book. Therefore we have to talk about sex.

 

James: And demonstrate.

 

Scarlett: Oh, that's such a lovely idea.

 

William: Look, we've come to talk about your jointly authored book, Same Time Tomorrow. Now, how did you... James, would you kindly stop licking Scarlett's neck?

James: Just making sure I've got it right, chap.

Scarlett:  Oh you've definitely got it right....but could you do that again,just to be sure?

James: My pleasure.

Norma: Come on, you two! Knock it off!

James: Knock you up...now that's something we haven't done yet, goddess. Is it true women are hornier when they're preggers?

Norma: I said knock it off, not knock her up!

Scarlett: We'd have to learn some new positions. You know, for when my belly is really big. That could be fun....

James: And Chloe does get pregnant...

Scarlett: Not until the next book.

James: Are you sure?

Scarlett: Fairly certain.

 

William: You're giving away plot points now?

 

James: We're teasing the readers.

 

Scarlett: And teasing each other.

 

James: She likes when I tease her. And tickle her. And massage her.

Scarlett: And I like massaging him back. See, there's this thing we do with naked massages and using every bit of our bodies on each other...

 

William: Okay, if we could call this to order? You're writing this book, sort of a he-said, she-said sort of thing.

 

Scarlett: And a he-did, she-did scenario.

 

William: How is that going? Do you two have any... Scarlett, why are you taking his shirt off?

Scarlett: Research, William. Research.

James: Necessary research.

Norma: Could this wait until the interview is finished, please?

Scarlett: Ohhhh, James....

Norma: James, what are you doing to her? Ohmygod! Not here....

Scarlett: moaning with pleasure... Oh, baby, do that again...

Norma: William, they're undressing each other....

Scarlett: Oh, yes! Yes!

 

William: That's not the only thing they're doing....

 

Clothes are quickly scattered everywhere. Scarlett settles back on the couch, and James settles his head between her legs. She groans, wrapping her legs around his body. James drives her closer and closer to the edge, his hands rubbing over her body. William and Norma watch, and roll their eyes again. 

Norma: William, do you think we should continue this later?

 

William: Maybe give them a half hour to themselves....

 

Scarlett: No! Oh, Gooodddd... right there, baby... no, stay! James and I like having an audieeence! Oh, James! Right there!!

James: Casting Supporting Characters

We've been playing the game of who we'd like to see playing our characters on the screen, and today we're following that up with three of our supporting characters. We've gotten to know these three women, and have been looking at spinning them off into their own books down the line.

First off, there's Dana, an outrageous flirt and good friend of Chloe....

We thought of Sarah Paulsen....

And there's also Sienna Guillory, from Eragon and Gunless....

The other two women in question are a couple. Olivia is Gabriel's agent. Rachel is her fiancee, and a doctor. Several ideas came to mind for both of them.

First, as far as Olivia's concerned, Scarlett and I are both fans of Castle, so there's Stana Katic:

Or Emily Blunt, from The Young Victoria....

Finally, from the series MI5, Olga Sosnovska.

Which brings us to Rachel.

Halle Berry's one such pick...

Or Gina Torres, from Serenity....

Finally... (did I mention we're Castle fans?) Tamala Jones....

 

Scarlett: Casting Chloe

Now that my partner has made his choices for Gabriel known, it’s my turn to cast Chloe. I’ve narrowed the possibilities down to three, excellent young actresses who could play the role beautifully….

                                          Anne Hathaway...

                     

                                       Rachel McAdams...

                                                    
                                                    ... or Ayelet Zurer?
                                                      

James: The Unusual Suspects

With the book in progress, Scarlett and I were talking about who we'd see playing the parts of our two lead characters. She's got it down to a very fine choice indeed for Chloe. I thought of any one of the following to play Gabriel. Some, obviously, would require hair dye!

Starting out with Ewan McGregor...

Rupert Penry-Jones, of the series MI5....

Matthew MacFadyan, of Pride and Prejudice and MI5...

James Caviezel, of The Count of Monte Cristo and Frequency

Ioan Gruffudd, from Amazing Grace and Fantastic Four

Ben Barnes, from The Chronicles of Narnia...

And finishing off with Charlie Cox, from Stone of Destiny and Stardust.

James: Jeremy's Blog

Bastards.

Why is it they're always getting ahead and I'm not?

I'm a photographer, and a damned good one. Right now, though, things in life aren't quite what I expected. All I did was get in one little argument with one pointless blowhard editor, and I'm out on my butt. Instead of shooting something meaningful, some news story or major magazine photo essay, I'm spending my time working for tabloids, shooting pictures of air head starlets or rappers snorting away their latest paycheck on premium coke.

It's no job for a self respecting photographer, but it'll pay the bills until I get back to where I belong. Then let's see those pricks who think they're better at this job then I am keep up their snickering.

The compensation's good though. Catch a star at a bad moment, and you get paid big for it. Get them in the middle of a meltdown, or out on the town with someone they're not dating or married to, or with their tongue down the throat of someone of the same gender, and you get paid big for it. You just have to get used to feeling like a vulture.

Got to get going. I've got a source who's tipped me off that the cast of that tedious MTV reality show are going to be snorting some premium Columbian cocaine at their beach house. I can practically count the money coming my way if I get the pics to my editors before anyone else has even heard the rumors....

James: Olivia's Blog

It's strange, the way our lives turn out.

I was raised by a succession of nannies and governesses, the only child to parents who never seemed to have time for me. I never asked, but I'm convinced I was an accident, and that they saw to it that there'd never be another accident again. Mother and Father kept me at arms' length my entire childhood, always off to whatever social function they might be involved in. I can't remember either of them ever telling me that they loved me.

The nannies and governesses did what they could. I suppose they felt sorry for me. I suppose I felt like I had to fill the empty space, the lack of a brother or sister, with energy. Maybe that's why I've got such an extroverted personality. I didn't retreat into myself, like I could have.

My parents have been dead for years. I never felt close to them, so really... I don't know if they'd care about my choices in life one way or another. I don't know what they'd think of Rachel.

She is my reason to wake up in the morning with a smile. She's my fiancee, my love, and my future. Proposing to her, setting a wedding date, making our plans together... that's been a joy to me.

We kid each other about having children of our own. She's an obstetrician, so she's bringing babies into the world all the time. She smiles so sweetly whenever she tells me that I'll be the one to have the baby if we go ahead with it.

I'd do it. I'd get pregnant, carry a life inside me for nine months, put up with the cramps, the backaches, the weight gain. Just as long as she's there with me in the delivery room helping me bring our baby into the world.

She's my family. And I'm hers.

James: Rachel's Blog

If a bride's nervous waiting for her wedding day, does that mean it's doubled when the wedding involves two brides?

Olivia is the love of my life. She's my family and my future. She's touched my heart, and she's made me laugh. How could I not love her?

My family, that is, the family I come from, couldn't accept me. When I came out of the closet, they disowned me. They would have never accepted me for who I am. You know, though, family isn't always about blood, or the people you grow up with. Olivia and I both know that from hard personal experience. Where I've been rejected by my family completely, she was ignored by hers.

And yet we've made a life together, become a family, and in a few months, we're making it official. She's the woman I want to marry, to spend my life with, and to have children with. As to which of us has the kids, well, let's just say I deliver babies into the world most days as a doctor, and... I'm not sure I want to go through that experience personally! I wonder how to persuade her to do the nine months pregnancy thing... she'd look amazing pregnant.

We're two very different souls, but somehow we compliment each other perfectly. I belong to her, and she belongs to me. Isn't that what we all want in life? Someone to belong to?