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Ruby Russell has reached her limit. When she discovers her hipster husband has a dirty little secret, she whips him up a Viagra-infused-chocolate mousse punishment, but in the morning, her husband's a stiff. Armed with a lifetime of crime show reruns and Arsenic and Old Lace on DVD, Ruby and her best friend Charlotte try to lay low until after Ruby's son's wedding, but a nosy therapist, meddling minister and local news reporter are making it very difficult to get away with murder.
Character Interview with the star of Death by Chocolate: Ruby Russell
Hello Ruby! I am so happy that you were able to stop by today for a little bit. I have so many questions! What are you passionate about these days?
Passionate is such a strong word. I try not to get carried away, you understand, and also passion is severely overrated. Sensationalized even. Passion makes people impetuous. Not that I know firsthand, of course. Oh, I’m blathering. Passion you say? Hmm, let’s see, I’ll say cupcakes. No. Muffins. Though I do enjoy a good tartlet. So long as it’s done properly. Too many bakers these days try to pass off any old thing as a tartlet. It’s sad, really. I always bake a proper tartlet, and my chocolate zucchini muffins are to die for. Don’t write that.
What do you do to unwind and relax?
I like wine. With the right wine, I find most things don’t matter. Chocolate helps too, but wine is good for your heart. Did you know that? And it helps you to sleep.
Indeed. If you could apologize to someone in your past, who would it be?
My dear husband Kenneth, rest his soul. I had no idea my “special” mousse would kill him, but I suppose I wouldn’t have made it “special” if he hadn’t crossed me. So…maybe this question can be, If someone in my past owed me and apology, who would it be? Kenneth. He owes me an apology.
What a unique viewpoint. You've obviously given it some thought. Let me ask an easier question. What would we find under your bed?
I keep Kenneth’s box of sins there. When I start to feel guilty about anything, I drag it out. It reminds me of how Kenneth caused all this trouble for me with his shenanigans and tomfoolery. That box reminds me how his careless self-absorption ended in so many untimely deaths, one commitment to a mental institution, and my forced relocation.
Oh, well I guess that queston wasn't as simple as I thought... [nervous giggle] What makes you happy?
Wine. Not that I condone drinking. I certainly don’t. It’s a terrible habit, but you did ask, so there it is. Wine. Wine makes me happy. You shouldn’t drink.Ooookay, then. If I came to visit early in the morning would you impress me as being more like a chirpy bird or a grumpy bear?
Oh, I am definitely a chirpy bird. Early to bed, early to rise, you know. Early bird gets the worm. I wake promptly at six o’clock every morning. More people should get up early, I think. Nothing but mischief happens at night.
I'm with you there! What one word best describes you?
I am a lady. Does lady count as a word? No. Proper, I think is a good word to describe me. I’m a proper lady, like ladies should be. Appropriate is also a good one. You can write that one down. Yes, appropriate.
Do your friends think you are an introvert or an extravert?
Waves bye, and breathes a big sigh....[whispers to self "think I'll pass on the muffins, this time."]
I am a mother of three, wife to a sane person and Ring Master at the Lindsey Circus. Most days you'll find me online, amped up on caffeine & wielding a book.
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