Monday, March 28, 2016 | By: Angela Brown

Witch of the Cards on Tour!

Catherine Stine is back to share a little something special about the setting for her latest release, Witch of the Cards. Take it away, Catherine :-)

The allure of creepy, ramshackle beach towns as settings for dark fantasy

What is it exactly that makes edgy beach towns the perfect setting for sinister fantasy and historical suspense? I’ve always been attracted to the dark side, and particularly to strange beach towns. So far, I’ve set two of my novels in them.

When I first moved to New York City after college and a stint out west, you couldn’t tear me away from the nefarious boardwalks of Coney Island. This was back before the arcade was renovated, back when the sideshow by the sea with its sword swallower and human pincushion were on full display. It was when a hungry, dirty capybara was caged in a box that read: Only $1 To See the Biggest Rat in the World! This poor critter was a plot point in Dorianna, my paranormal twist on Dorian Grey. And no surprise, I set Dorianna in Coney Island, and installed my sexiest villain ever, Wilson Warren, an agent of the devil disguised as a videographer who prowled the beaches, making girls into Internet sensations.

Fast-forward to my new novel Witch of the Cards, set in 1932, about Fiera, a sea witch who has a special talent with Tarot (and not just reading the cards). Of course, I set it in a shady beach town, in this case, Asbury Park, NJ. You see, I’ve been coming to this gentrifying beach town for years and know it well—in its sunny moods but also in its spooky, moody shades.

Around the turn of the century, and up until 1940, Asbury Park used to be the stomping grounds of the glitterati. There were grand concerts in the art deco Convention Center, and people dressed to the nines would stroll on the boardwalk at night. Then came the race riots of the 1960s and the economic crash, and the place fell into major disrepair. Its only remaining claim to fame was The Stone Pony, where Bruce Springsteen rocked into the limelight.

When I discovered first ventured into the convention center, there was a hole in its roof that seagulls flew in and out of, and only one lonely saltwater taffy store on the boardwalk run by an ancient lady who seemed to have stepped out of a Stephen King novel. Of course in Witch of the Cards I made her into a fabulous, dangerous witch, who sold magical taffy. And I turned the paranormal museum on Cookwell Avenue, the main shopping lane, into a place to hold séances that often went horribly wrong. I installed an illegal speakeasy in the taffy store basement. In my novel, Witch of the Cards, even the ocean hides terrible secrets.

There’s something about the scent of saltwater and hotdogs, the splintered, salt-dried boardwalk and the scream of people hurtling down on the arcade rides that gets my blood charging and my imagination firing. What about you?

Here’s a snippet of a scene when Fiera and her date Peter went down to the basement speakeasy in the taffy store:
Perhaps I was far too gone, but I didn’t care. Peter and I danced and danced. The room filled with the overflow from the convention hall dance—young lovers, bootlegger types with wide ties and cigars, older women with twinkling earrings and heavy bosoms, even a prostitute or two. I thought so anyway, because they wore way too much rouge and came alone to sit brazenly up at the bar with the gin rummies.
This time I couldn’t say whether or not I stepped on Mr. Dune’s polished wingtips. This time, he probably couldn’t be sure if he knocked his bony legs into mine. We had many more nips of absinthe, and I wolfed down another green-swirl taffy and before I knew it, I was leaning provocatively against Peter and laughing like a wild banshee.
I remember gaping up at him to see his black hair all disheveled and him mumbling indistinctly. And I, thinking that he was the most gorgeous human being I’d ever seen. I remember Dulcie grabbing one of my arms, and Peter grasping the other. I remember all of us howling at the crescent moon over the ocean, and the shocked sideways glance of the hotel proprietor as we all stumbled in.
I recall pulling out the Tarot he’d given me, and laying them out on the bedroom rug. I recall babbling at him—about a witch and a swindler and a boat—not necessarily in that order. I can still picture his expression of shocked surprise but not at what.
And I remember Peter’s lips branding my forehead—how could I ever forget that—while shocks of his lush black hair dangled deliciously on my burning cheeks. The last thing I recall before things went dark was kicking off my shoes.”

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About the Author:

Catherine Stine’s novels span the range from futuristic to supernatural to contemporary. Her YA sci-fi thrillers Fireseed One and Ruby’s Fire are Amazon bestsellers and indie award winners. Her YA, Dorianna won Best Horror Book in the Kindle Hub Awards. Heart in a Box, her contemporary YA was an Amazon Hot New Release in Teen and Alternative Family for over eight weeks. She also writes romance as Kitsy Clare. Her Art of Love series includes Model Position and Private Internship. Book three, Girl and the Gamer, launches this summer. She suspects her love of dark fantasy came from her father reading Edgar Allen Poe to her as a child, and her love of contemporary fiction comes from being a jubilant realist. To unwind she loves to watch “bad” reality TV and travel to offbeat places.

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Christine Rains said...

Congratulations to Catherine! Can't wait to read this book.

Alex J. Cavanaugh said...

Definitely sounds like a great setting for a story. Do people trip out on the magical taffy?

Natalie Aguirre said...

Just reading your description of the setting for your story makes me want to go there. Congrats on your book, Catherine!

Catherine Stine said...

Thanks,, Angela!

Catherine Stine said...

Yes, the taffy has some very strange properties.

Sheena-kay Graham said...

Congrats Catherine. With the real life murder shows I watch that devil videographer prowling after young women is not far from reality.

cleemckenzie said...

I love the time period. It sounds like a very fun read, Catherine.

Catherine Stine said...

Yes, Sheena, my last two books have scary elements similar to those real life investigation shows. With a romantic twist. LOL.

Catherine Stine said...

Yes, Sheena, my last two books have scary elements similar to those real life investigation shows. With a romantic twist. LOL.

L.A. Remenicky said...

Sounds like a great story

L.A. Remenicky said...

Sounds like a great story

Sandra Watts said...

I like witch stories. I like reading scary creepy witch stories best.

Nicola said...

Sounds interesting, Angela. Thanks for sharing. I'm having so many nasty dreams of my own at the moment (Gawd knows why) so I'll check this one out when my mind has settled into some sort of normalacy (however you spell it:)). Have a great week!

Nancy Jones said...

Can't wait to read this one.

Nicole said...

The absinthe does it every time. That's where all the trouble begins. Ha! I like the cover design for Witch of Cards and also love me some saltwater taffy but try not to eat it too much. While I've always wanted to visit Coney Island, I can't say the same for Asbury Park but it's interesting how such places always have that creepy side that lingers when you look under the surface of candy, fun, games and wild attractions.

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