by Amber Scott
An Interview with Amber Scott and the anti-heroine some love to hate, Millie Match:
Amber: Millie, you know I adore, right?
Millie: Adore? Really, Amber? Mmmmm. Let’s be honest. I amuse you, yes. But let’s not call it love. Yet.
Amber: LOL. Okay, okay. Yes, you do seriously amuse me. You remind me of a really cool chick I used to know. She used to be my best friend, in fact.
Millie: Oooohh. Do tell! And please, if you could include the part about how I am not based on this person or any other?
Amber: You aren’t based on her. Or anyone! You just showed up in my mental waiting room, dinging the bell and elbowing through. But then. You know that. I get why you’re asking, though. Not everyone…um, shall we say…votes for Millie?
Millie: They hate me.
Amber: Not hate, per se. You just create a strong reaction is all. That can be a really good thing.
Millie: Uh, strong is putting it mildly. “Insipid?” “I’d like to throttle her?” Let’s not paint the fence fuchsia here Ambykinns. They’d slash my tires if I had any. Which I don’t. Because I’m stuck in every small town America Heaven can find with little to no cash to spare. Sickwads.
Amber: Is that part of the whole Cupid as punishment thing?
Millie: Oh. You think life sentence matching the friggin impossible with true love wasn’t enough? I wouldn’t be surprised at all, but apparently, no. I just can’t keep a decent job. All me. And, I’m still waiting to hear why? WHY this?
You know, Amber. I know you know. You have to tell me. And I don’t mean all that “a life lived in gross indifference” bullsheetah ruling handed down by those imperious angels. I mean, how do I get out of matchmaking hell?
Amber: I do know. But… I can’t tell you. Hey, you wouldn’t believe me if I did. It’s one of those figure it out on your own or it won’t take things.
Millie: If it won’t take anyways, tell me, dirty author! *fakes a strangle*
Amber: *grinning* Hmmmm…..Yeah. I guess that’s logical enough. Okay. The answer is love.
Millie: ….okaaaay? Can I say duh here?
Amber: LOL. Yes, you can. Remember, I actually do adore you. What I meant was you must learn love in order to be freed of the Cupid sentence.
Millie: Please don’t tell me this means I have to pull some “you love me, you really love me blah, blah, blegh.” Love is overrated.
Amber: Really?
Millie: Trust me.
Amber: What about AJ?
Millie: Pshhh. AJ? You already know allll about AJ. You are there for every dizzy, breathtaking, put-your-mouth-on-me-please moment. It’s all I can do not to twist my hair, pop bubble gum and not attack him. Lust? For sure. He’s lust incarnate. But let’s not call my DNA screaming at me to claim a piece of his as love.
Amber: Isn’t attraction deeply tied to love, though?
Millie: No. Attraction makes you stupid. It blinds you. I can’t lose him. I’ll never make it out of this sentence without AJ.
Amber: What makes you think you’ll lose him?
Millie: Oh, the plot thickens! Are you saying I won’t lose him? Huh-uh. None of that. Spill it author.
Amber: ssssss….Can’t. Sorry.
Millie: Fine. But don’t think I’ll forget this. Anyways, who needs love or lust. What I need is to go back to being me. Before I lose my mind in this body. Having Brooke for a friend made it bearable, you know? I know I’m not easy to like, let alone love. But she did. Or, does. I hope. And after all the crap I’ve seen long before this whole cupid gig, I can promise you, friends will be there when no one else will. No guy, no family, will stick it thick and thin like a friend.
Amber: I completely agree. For now. *smiling*
Millie: Cheeky bitch. *winks*
BIO:
Amber Scott talks to herself.
Sure she claims it’s her muse, Milla, and her inner critic, Charles, who respond, but really, these split personalities are her.
All those characters in her mental waiting room are just her, too.With all that wild conversation going on, it’s no wonder she burns dinner!
Amber started writing romance novels during her first born’s ‘nap-ortunities’ and fell in love with the whole business. Right down to what font works best on a title page. Her addiction to chocolate gets her through the rough times and her husband and two young ones have learned to live with imaginary people.
Thankfully, all this makes for some HOT, fun, adventurous reads! Discover more about Amber Scott at her website https://AmberScottBooks.com, on Facebook and on Twitter @amberscottbooks.
More Bestsellers by Amber Scott:
Fierce Dawn
Irish Moon
Love Lust
Coming soon...
Soul Search
Wanted
Jessie’s Girl
Enchanted Moon