The Story of IDENTITY ISSUES
Hi! My name is Claudia Whitsitt! I’d like to tell you about my latest mystery, Identity Issues. Thanks for reading!
It wasn’t until the threatening letter arrived (from Botswana) that I became a bit concerned about the theft of my husband’s passport some years previous. The letter, clearly meant for someone else, was disturbing. But in all his business travels, Don had never been to Botswana, nor did he have associates there. We blew it off. Then came the late night wrong numbers (also from Botswana) demanding my husband’s contact information. My interest peaked, but there weren’t enough dots to connect. The caller sought a man by the same name, a man not my husband. I never succeeded in convincing the persistent caller of his mistake and merely tolerated in his bi-annual calls. They became nothing more than an irritating interruption of my much-needed sleep.
After the calls faded, a parent who shared my surname visited me at Parent-Teacher conferences. Who’s named Whitsitt? C’mon, really! She claimed her husband shared the same first and middle name as my husband, along with a matching birth date and countless other similarities. This identity theft had come back to haunt us. FOR REAL. Right in our own backyard. That short twenty minute conference with the other Mrs. Whitsitt, who wound up making startling accusations, marked the conception of Identity Issues.

That disquieting meeting would have been enough to spark my writing of the book, but more puzzle pieces fell into my lap. Too many questions with too few answers and a simple schoolteacher from Michigan re-invents herself as an author of suspense.
I’ve always loved writing and even attempted to write an entire book when at the age of ten. But I found myself compelled to write this story in a way I’d never experienced before. It wouldn’t leave me alone. So, in September of 2006, I fired up my laptop and put fingers to the keyboard. To my surprise, the book poured out of me. Since the initial parts of the story were true, it seemed easy to recount the details. And I LOVED WRITING! In the process, I researched. Both the true elements of the story, to verify the facts, and the fiction portion, to add credibility. I wonder how many readers will be able to tell when the true story drifts into fiction. Can you?
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Traditional interviews can get dull. Having the chance to interview author Marian Allen gave me the perfect opportunity to come up with some insanely wacky questions. Why would I do this to poor Marian? Read her books. Force of Habit made my face hurt I was grinning and giggling so much. So please enjoy this wacky interview, while you learn about a truly amazing author!
1. Chocolate, Strawberry or Vanilla?
CHORKLIT!!!!!!!
2. The light side or the dark side?
Light. Definitely light. I am MomGoth, and I like dark, but not The Dark Side.
3. Do you have deep dark secret? How about a shallow grey one?
I read the first book of the TWILIGHT series and, dammit, I liked it!
4. What sort of coffee would you order? Simple coffee, complicated soy-non-fat-extra-espresso-half-caff-nightmare?
Depends on who’s buying. If it’s me, I usually buy whatever’s cheapest. If it’s somebody else, or I happen to be flush, I’ll order something fancy-schmancy like Pumpkin Spice Choco-bomb with Caramel Swirl and Whipped Cream.
5. Have you ever given someone who asked for decaf, regular coffee just to see what would happen?
Bwa-ha-ha-ha-haaaaaaa! No, I haven’t. That would just be mean, funny though it sounds. ~grin~ No Dark Side, remember?
6. Is there any food you refuse to eat? (Other than brussel sprouts because NO ONE likes them)
Actually, I LOVE Brussels sprouts! But there are many foods on my Forbidden List:
No tongue, brains, innards, wobbly bits or naughy bits.
No cute little baby animals (exception: eggs)
No long squiggly animals
Nothing with eleven billion rock-hard seeds (exception: strawberries)
Nothing that ends in “mite”
No beets
No beets
Still no beets
7. What is your favorite breakfast cereal? Are you opposed to those brands with tiny marshmellows in them?
My very most favorite cereal of the world is bite-sized frosted shredded wheat (or, as my mother calls them, sugar-coated Brillo pads). I am adamantly opposed to “marshmallow” cereals, because the marshmallows are always hard. Nobody should have to eat hard marshmallows. It’s just WRONG.
8. If you could live off of chocolate would you? What kind?
Oh, dear God, can you make that happen? Chocolate-coated coffee beans. Chocolate-coated orange peels. Chocolate-coated nuts. Chocolate-coated peanut butter.
9. What do you think the coolest pet to have would be?
A pink alley jammer. That’s a critter from FORCE OF HABIT. I want a gray one, to match my cat.
10. If you could visit any world (real or imagined) where would you go?
Llannonn, of course!
11. Have you every done anything really crazy? Do you regret it?
I walked on a ledge about ten feet off the ground between one door of a school building and another. I don’t remember how old I was, but it was somewhere in the single digits. If I had fallen off and injured myself seriously, I would have regretted it. As it is, I don’t, because nobody thought I’d have the guts to do it, not even me!
12. What kind of person drives you nuts? (personality trait)
Mean people are the worst. Other than that, people who won’t. shut. up.
13. Do you prefer tapered candles, pillars or tea lights?
Tea lights. Pillars hurt if you drop them on your foot and tapers–you could put your eye out.
14. What do you think about scarves? Do you wear them or p
There's only one person in the world for whom I'd post a picture of Coca-Cola on my blog:
Sarah Hina. I mean, people. I'm a lifelong Pepsi loyalist. My allegiance to Pepsi comes before my religion, my political affiliation - heck, even my marriage vows. Do you perceive how much I love this woman?
Only slightly less do I love
her debut novel,
Plum Blossoms in Paris (Medallion Press). Now, you might think I'm biased, since I just posted a picture of The-Drink-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named for her. You'd be wrong. The horrid truth is that I didn't like Sarah at all when I first encountered her at Jason Evans'
"Whispers" Clarity of Night contest (hey, there's
another contest going on right now!)
Let's nevermind the whys and wherefores. Let's zoom ahead to the point that, feeling comfortable in the writing community of which we're a part, I ordered a copy of Sarah's novel to be supportive. And then, to be competitive with a
slower reader friend and
another mutual friend who'd already received hers, I started reading it. And about three hours later, I'd finished it.
Plum Blossoms in Paris is the story of Daisy Lockhart, med student and slightly type-A personality, who gets dumped by her boyfriend-almost-fiancee. Via email. After crying a while, she does what any self-respecting young twentysomething does: empties her savings and flies to Paris (with her supplemental oxygen). Where she takes in art, meets a boy, loses her preconceived notions and finds herself. And all of this is told in luxurious, melting and intelligent prose (Hina's poetry is "the best-kept secret on the internet.")
And Sarah herself? One of those melting and intelligent dearhearts without whom life would be colorless, tasteless, and void of meaning. Without further ado, I present novelist Sarah Hina.
Step #1 LIGHTNING ROUND |
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Meet Me in Paris is actually the name of Sarah Hina's blog tour for her book Plum Blossoms in Paris, which launched today at Travis Erwin's blog. Go check it out - but before you do, answer this question in the comments:
What would you and I do in Paris if we met there?
@Aerin: You might as well drink sugar syrup instead of Pepsi. Coke rules (not specifying powder or liquid :P) Beer trumps everything though.
@Sarah: Seems I'm the only one around who liked Kirk over Picard.
Wow, I've managed to upset both of you. :)
So Aerin, you didn't like Sarah, han? I mean I hate her too, for she never makes a mistake in writing. Not even a typo or a missed period. Its almost inhuman. But thats all there is to it. But whats the scoop with your story. *brings popcorn* Give me some dirt.
This is a terrific interview. Thank you both.
Add one more vote for Coke.
Sarah's writing is so good, I'm going to have to tone down my review so it doesn't sound like hyperbole.
If I'd known there were so many heathens (ie, Coke people) who visited this blog, I'd have restricted access ages ago.
Well, you people are here now, nothing I can do about it.
Aniket - I will save that story for another popcorn party.
As a true Texan, I'm a Dr. Pepper man myself. Well that, Big Red and Shiner Bock Beer.
And I didn't like Sarah at first either. Okay I liked her, what's not to like, those eyes done me in, but I will admit to be a pang or two of jealousy.
I love the way you interview Aerin.
Aniket - it got to a point, with Aerin and me, of hair-pulling and bitch-slapping. You'd have loved it.
Richard - you and Aerin have spoiled me for the rest of the tour. Truly outstanding questions all around.
Steve - thanks. I'm already blushing.
Aerin - I bet Old Spice Guy drinks Coke. Actually, in looking at his pecs in that pic again, I bet he drinks Diet Coke. And I bet he smells real nice while drinking it.
Thank you for this. It's more than I deserve. Now go kick some ass on that CoN entry, woman.
Travis - Dr. Pepper?
I don't even think I know who you are anymore.
@Sarah: See thats what I'm talking about. I want those kinda details. Who gave whom a black eye?
Travis and Dr. Pepper. Go figure.
It's like finding out that John Wayne liked to wear frilly pink underwear. :-)
Dr. Pepper is the soft drink equivalent of frilly pink underwear?
Not here in Texas my friend.
10, 2, and 4 be damned.
Here in the Lone Star state DP reigns supreme as the only major drink invented withing the borders. And if you ever make it down near Waco stop in at the factory in Dublin and have a real DP with pure cane sugar. They are far superior to the commercial variety in stores that uses corn sweetener
fantastic interview, aerin. why don't talk show hosts ask questions this interesting?
and great answers, sarah. though i first read "funereal" as "funreal" - like fun+unreal. but - no.
what is funreal, though, is imagining you exclaiming "geez louise! that would puke a hound bitch from a gut wagon!" i don't even know what that means but find it supremely entertaining.
and, for the record, when it comes to coke vs. pepsi - if you can tell which one it is, there isn't enough bourbon in it.
I drank some Dr. Pepper in Travis's honor, and now all I can see before me are the whole bunch of you wearing frilly pink underwear.
Is that normal for a newbie?
Joaquin - Geez Louise, you're funny.
I moseyed on over from Jason's blog to check you out and found a wonderful interview that really engaged me. I fell in love with Sarah from your interview not because of her book (which I haven't read but will) but because she knew what "resistance is futile' is and there was even a picture of Jean-Luc! :::squeals all around:::
In all seriousness, thank you for commenting on my story (Synesthesia) over at Clarity of Night. I appreciate your insight and really supportive words!