Another fantastic Canadian female author! This month is all about Canadian females, and I didn’t intentionally plan it that way. I’ve admired A.J. from afar as she writes in a genre I enjoy reading (horror), and she does it very well. She also has a wonderful sense of humor, swears like a sailor, and loves food. Yay! What’s not to like? With one of the best bios I’ve read on any author’s site, you’ll get a hint for her style. I’ve included it below, so you can see what I mean.
Please welcome the wonderfully talented A.J. Aalto.
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Who is A.J. Aalto?
AJ Aalto is an unrepentant liar and a writer of blathering nonsense offset by factual gore. When not working on her horror novels, you can find her singing old Monty Python songs in the shower, eavesdropping on perfect strangers, stalking her eye doctor, or failing at one of her many fruitless hobbies. Generally a fan of anyone with a passion for the ridiculous, she has a particular weak spot for smug, pseudointellectual assholes and narcissistic jerks; readers will find her work littered with dark, imperfect creatures and flawed monsters. Her first novel, Touched, is available for Kindle or Nook.
AJ cannot say no to a Snickers bar, and has been known to swallow her gum.
The media has nicknames for Marnie Baranuik, though she’d rather they didn’t; twice-Touched by the Blue Sense, a rare dual-talented psychic with a doctorate in preternatural biology and a working knowledge of the dark arts, she was considered without peer in the psychic community.
Her first big FBI case ended with a bullet in one shoulder and a chip on the other, a queasy heart and a serial killer in the wind, leaving her a public flop and a private wreck. When the FBI’s preternatural crimes unit tracks her down at her remote mountain lodge in Ten Springs, Colorado for her insight on a local case, she isn’t particularly eager to stick her neck out again, but her quiet retirement is promptly besieged by a stab-happy starlet, a rampaging ghoul, and a vampire hunting jackass in tight Wranglers. Marnie figures the only real mystery is which one will kill her first.
Too mean to die young, backed up by friends in cold places, and running with a mouth as demure as a cannon’s blast, Marnie Baranuik is about to discover that there’s no such thing as quitting time when you’re Touched.
Inside A. J. Aalto’s Mind
What is your idea of perfect happiness? A thunderstorm, candlelight, good food, fine company, a scary movie. A walk at night, the smell of fallen leaves in a ditch.
What turns you on creatively? I get fired-up when I read about abnormal psychology and aberrant behaviour, unexplained phenomenon, mysterious creatures, unexplored places.
Which words or phrases do you most overuse? I say “totally” a lot, and I swear constantly; I should totally fuckin’ knock that shit off.
What quality do you most admire in a man? I love the way a man’s face changes the instant someone asks for help. *bing!* Something primal shines inside them; it’s fascinating on an anthropological level.
What quality do you most admire in a woman? Anyone who is lucky enough to have close female friends know they are the most nurturing people. The support my female friends have shown me in these past few years, as they’ve encouraged me to finally publish, has been amazing. Don’t know what I’d do without my chickies.
What is your greatest regret? I don’t believe in regret or remorse; both are pointless exercises and a waste of time. I prefer to look to the future, with the help of Denial and booze lol
If you could change one thing about yourself, what would it be? I’m terribly shy, and fear prevents me from doing some of the things I’d like to do. I’d pay a sizeable chunk for a vial of condensed bravery.
What is your greatest fear? I am terrified of clowns, and if one were to show up in my house, or at my window, I think I’d have a heart attack.
Which living person do you most admire? Tom Waits; I love the cadence of his talent.
What profession other than your own would you like to attempt? I’d make a fair private investigator: I’m nosy, I like paperwork, I dig photography and I can sit in a car for a really, really long time.
If you could choose what to come back as, what would it be? If human wasn’t an option, I think I’d love to be a pampered house cat.
What do you consider your greatest achievement? The day I wrote ~the End~ at the bottom of the page and knew it was the truth. I’d finally finished a book, after seven false starts and fatally-flawed manuscripts; I had one that felt right, one that worked, one that pleased me enough to share it.
What is the trait you most deplore in others? Intolerance. When someone says “all <these> should be shot” or a variation thereof, it makes me sad.
What is your greatest extravagance? I don’t buy large things, and rarely buy small things; I spend most of my money on food. I love food.
What is one thing you want to do before you die? I need to see polar night in Finland.
What are some of your favorite curse words? Twatwaffle, ratfuck, nerdhole, douche-nozzle, asshat, dickpuddle … there are so many to choose from!
What is your motto? Write every day. Every. Damn. Day.
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Thanks A.J. for being a wonderful guest. Readers, please leave a comment for A.J. and say “hi.”
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