Monday, March 18, 2013

Undertow by Elle Chardou: Character Interview and Excerpt: RABT Tour Stop


Character Interview with Elvira “Evie” Sandstrom from Undertow


Tell us about your family.

I had to choose an easy one to start with, right? Well, my family life is a bit – how shall I say? – complicated. I am very close to my maternal grandmother and grandfather but my parents are a complete and utter mixed bag. My dad is this last action hero type of actor and he is married to a British pop star who is my step-mother and only twenty-eight years old. Yeah, she’s not that much older than me.


My mother, on the other hand is, is a superstar actress and she has had a string of relationships but she has become serious about this French model. I think she will probably marry him so I will have a step-father who is roughly ten years older than I am. Sweet set up, huh?


What songs are most played on your Ipod?

I love music so you will find everything on my iPod but at the moment, “I knew you were trouble” by Taylor Swift and “Diamonds” by Rihanna is on heavy rotation. As for albums, I am in love with Ellie Goulding’s Halcyon at the moment so when I am not listening to my favorite singles, I am listening to her album.


What are you passionate about these days?

I am very passionate about finishing university because UCLA is my third one and I have a feeling I will actually graduate from here so that is an exciting prospect. I am also passionate about the love of my life and how well we have been able to resolve our problems and actually be functional and normal couple.


It is hard maintaining a relationship here in L.A. because there is so much temptation and I am still very young. I am not even twenty-one yet and a lot of people think there’s no way I could have made up my mind but I am happy to say that I did and I have. I have been around and although I am far from being a slut, I am not a vestal virgin either. I have discovered when you find that special someone, the best thing you can do is hold on tight and never let go.


If you could apologize to someone in your past, who would it be?

Without a doubt, my mother, because I have been a pretty crappy daughter over the years and I know she was doing the best she could but parents are supposed to be smarter than their kids, right? Sometimes when we are growing up, we kind of put our parents in a “god complex” and we think they should be perfect and never make mistakes.


I know now my mother is human and I am trying to be a better daughter because I have been awful in the past and she didn’t deserve it. Our relationship has improved and that is what’s important. I would hate if we were still dealing with the same drama over and over again.


Who should play you in a film?

Definitely Jennifer Lawrence or Katie Cassidy. They are such gorgeous actresses and plus Jenn just won the Academy Award for best actress (congrats, girlfriend, my mom has one too!) and I think she would really do me justice and play me as the bitch as I am capable of being but also show my softer and more vulnerable side.


Katie is gorgeous and a great actress. I also know she would do a good job as well so if either were cast as me, I would be completely blown away and think it would be so cool!


What one word best describes you?



Do your friends think you are an introvert or an extravert? Why?

Probably as an extrovert because I am such a people person but to be honest, I can be equally introverted and very reflective of the world. Most of the time, I like to be around people, even if it’s just one other person because it reminds me how we don’t have to be alone. Life is what ever we put into it and I tend to live mine to the fullest with very few regrets!


What is something people would be surprised to know about you?

I have never really felt like a spoiled rich girl. I mean, I know my parents have a lot of money and when they kick the bucket, I will be quite well off. Hell, I am not hurting for money now and although I have designer clothes and shoes, I have always felt like a major fraud.


You see, I spent a lot of time with my grandparents in a working class neighborhood when I was a kid and I guess I never outgrew that way of thinking. My life feels more like I won the lottery rather than I was born into all this wealth.


I suppose because of this, I kind of have a split personality. At times, I feel like a total rich girl and other times, I am completely approachable and act like an every day girl with my hair in a messy bun, a pair of ripped jean shorts and a tank top. Nothing dressy at all because my clothes always match my moods!


Do you have a favorite quote, quip, or saying? What is it?

“When life hands you lemons, you better make some lemonade because no one else is going to peel the lemons and make it for you”. Okay, that isn’t the exact quote but that is my take – call it Evie’s take – on a very famous quote.

New Adult Contemporary
Date Published: 2/3/13

Evie Sandstrom has always had secrets. She has grown up with them and now they are starting to come back and chip away at her confident facade. Always one for an adventure, she decides to leave after college break and spend the summer in Boston.
The Irish Gangster...
Finn Reilly is not only a bad-boy drug dealer but he is also Evie's first love. When they meet again in Boston, sparks begin to fly and although they share one huge secret that should have destroyed them forever, it unites them at a time when she needs all the help she can get.
The French Model...
Evie's mother, superstar actress Athena Donahue, has remarried to Etienne Fournier, a model who is eighteen years her mother's junior and wants to get to know Evie in more ways than one.
Once Athena drags her daughter back to L.A. under dubious circumstances, she is within the sights of Etienne yet out of the sights of Finn. Can they resolve their differences and will true love prevail or will life get in the way and spoil their chances of happiness?


My flight to Boston from Seattle-Tacoma International Airport went off without a hitch and I arrived in the city I’d called home for the first eight years of my life enthused and giddy despite the exhaustion that hadn’t set in though I knew it would eventually.
I checked my phone while I waited at the baggage carousel and wasn’t surprised to find several messages, all but one of them, from my mother.
“How could you do this to me? Don’t you understand how embarrassing it all is? None of them give a damn about you and all they’ll do is ask you for money. I have already contacted your grandparents and told them to send you away when you show up so don’t expect a warm welcoming from them. When you come to your senses, call me back and let me know when I should expect you in L.A.”
I pressed the delete button and listened to the final message. “Hey, gorgeous, it’s Dylan, your cousin—remember me? I’m not staying in Dorchester anymore but own a cute little walk-up in the gentrified area of Charlestown.”
I smiled as I listened to the rest of the message before he gave me his address and instructed me to call him as soon as I was on my way. I grabbed the two Hartmann spinners I owned—both hardside to prevent damage to my precious clothing cargo—and walked out of the airport to flag a cab down.
It didn’t take me long to find one and I quickly hopped in before I gave the driver the address, some double-digit numbered house on School Street and wondered how well I would adjust to my new surroundings. It didn’t take too long for me to find out when less than forty minutes later we were pulling up to a swanky single-family, three-story home painted gray and obviously built within the past ten years. Although it only had a one car garage, there was obvious a vehicle parked inside and late-model, pearl white Cadillac Escalade blocking the garage.
I didn’t get the chance to ring the door before my cousin ran out barefoot in nothing but a pair of black stovepipe jeans and a matching wife-beater. I threw my arms around his neck as he twirled me around.
“How’s my favorite baby cousin been doin’?” Dylan exclaimed happily in that thick Bostonian accent of his that was pure Dorchester even if he was residing in Charlestown now.
“I’m doin’ good,” I replied before I held him at arm’s length to get a good look at him.
Dylan had always been thin but now he was firmly a man at twenty-five who obviously lifted weights though he was still lean. His skin, the color of alabaster, suited his short dark hair and piercing blue-gray eyes so prevalent in the McKenna clan though they firmly came from my grandmother’s side of the family. Before Cleona had been a McKenna, she’d been a Donahue, hence where my mother had gotten her name from. She thought Athena Donahue would sound better than Athena McKenna and she was right.
My cousin grabbed my suitcases, paid the driver and we walked inside. The place was complete with blonde hardwood floors and minimal furniture. There’d obviously been some kind of get-together the night before because the place smelled heavily of stale beer, marijuana and cigarettes.
I turned toward Dylan and stared at him as I cocked my head to the side. “The dope business must be good. How much did a place like this cost you?”
“Can you believe the yuppie bastards I brought this place from wanted nearly a mil for it? I was payin’ in cash and they liked that a hell of a lot better than havin’ to deal with a bank and transferring mortgages and shit. It allowed ‘em to pay off the mortgage they had and I got this dope fuckin’ pad away from my parents.”
He walked towards me and I found myself backing up self-consciously until my back hit a wall. “What are you doin’ here? Your mother is raisin’ all kinds of stink about you being back here. Hell, even Patrick and Clara are frightened you’re gonna pay them a visit and take away their precious bundle. You didn’t come back to do that, did ya?”
I shook my head. “What the hell am I going to do with a kid? I just couldn’t handle L.A. right now and the first place I thought about was here. I even transferred to Boston Uni because I didn’t want to stay in Seattle.”
“Good, just stay away from Fiona and her gang of friends, including Chloe. If you can manage that then you should be fine. I don’t want you turnin’ into a skank like my sister, you got that? It’s rough out here.”
“Well, I wouldn’t know it by the way you’re flossin’,” I responded sarcastically.
“What can I say? The Oxy and coke markets are good. Especially now those Oxyballs have gotten so popular. I try to stay from that Bath Salt crap—too much weird psycho shit I’ve seen people do when they are on it…but I got help and I am not runnin’ this organization alone.”
“No doubt you gotta give McGee a cut?”
“Well, you know how it is? The more things change, the more they stay the same.”
“You can say that again,” another male voice said and when I turned its way, the face and body I saw took my breath away.

Elle Chardou
       Elle Chardou is a world traveler and author of several different series.
Ms. Chardou is the author of The Ties That Bind TrilogyThe Atonement SeriesThe Hart Family SagaThe Vamp SagaThe SupernaturalsBeginnings: Book I (The Plague) series.
She is currently working on UndertowOnly Love (The Atonement Series), and several other novels for her continuing paranormal series, The Vamp Saga.
Ms. Chardou has lived abroad in Stockholm (Sweden), Manchester (England), Los Angeles, the San Francisco Bay Area and Portland. She currently resides in Las Vegas, Nevada.
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