Friday, February 19, 2016

Redefining Myself as a Bitch Witch

S.R. Karfelt/The Glitter Globe

Last summer I made a late night run to Target. Just before the store closes is my favorite shopping time. Is that an introvert thing? As I tossed bags into the back of my little Jeep I glanced up at a spectacular blue moon rising over the parking lot. My first thought was that that moment would make a spectacular opening scene for a book.

Within minutes I had the story for Bitch Witch

I raced home to get online and see if it was already out in the world. It wasn’t. I contacted my agent/publisher that night and asked, “Can I use Bitch Witch as a book title?” Since I wrote the book and it’s now available for pre-sale, I’m guessing that you can tell what their answer was.

Contemporary, Women's Fiction, Bitch Witch, S.R. Karfelt, books
S.R. Karfelt/The Glitter Globe

This book was a delight to write. It’s about Sarah Elizabeth Archer. She comes from a long line of dark witches. Only Sarah doesn’t want to be evil. She doesn’t want to lose her soul to dark matter like all the women in her family. So she tries not to cast. The only problem is when Sarah gets mad, all bets are off.

Thus the title. Sorry, mom.

Writing is my bag. Story slips with me into my dreams at night and scenes wake me in the morning. I stand at my desk in my office and write into the wee hours. With this book I laughed out loud as I wrote. It wrote itself. I love stories of redemption. I adore taking an unlikeable person and falling in love with them. If Bitch Witch has a moral—beyond never piss off a witch—it’s that anyone can choose the life they want. It’s never too late, and it doesn’t matter where you come from.

You just have to be willing to accept the consequences. That’s the hard part. Sometimes that’s the impossible part.

So here we go. I’ve written a story about a witch. She’s not nice. She swears. She does what she wants, says what she wants, and eats what she wants. And she pays the price, because as Sarah says in the book, absolutely nothing in life is free, and that includes favors from the dark side.

One of the oddest side effects of being a fiction writer is when people dissect my writing to define me. Am I a bitch witch? Am I an ancient immortal warrior? Am I a female assassin with voices in her head? Am I a woman who can create tesseracts and bring stories to life? The answer is yes, I am all of them, and so many more. How about you? What defines you?


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