Caraliza. The name alone beckoned me. The cover pulled me in and demanded I read it. And, today, you’ll have a chance to win this haunting tale! Have a look:
A seventy-five year old secret waits in a lovely old portrait studio, at the end of a street in New York City’s Lower East Side. It is a secret, that drove to madness, a renowned photographer, ‘Papa’ Menashe Reisman, and left him to waste and die in his own studio, but haunted by every photograph he tries to take.When his great-grand daughter, Shelly, begs to have the old building, for a new renovation, she awakens more than any secret that Papa kept. She also awakens something darker, more evil, just across the street. Across the street, under the stoop, down a foul stair, where Caraliza was kept prisoner for two years; until the horrid events of that summer, in 1919.
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The talented Joel Blaine Kirkpatrick authored this haunting story. He’s a bit shy about looking at the camera but he doesn’t hold back a thing when he writes. Caraliza is just one of his four brilliant books. As part of Giveaway Month, Joel is offering a free ebook copy of Caraliza
to one lucky winner! Details to come.
Joel puts up with my questions and agreed to answer a bunch for me. Here’s what he had to say:
What and/or who was your inspiration for Caraliza?
Her name. I had finished my first novel a few weeks earlier, and wondered if a ghost story would be fun to write. I love ghost stories, but didn’t know if I could write something frightening. One night, very late, her name suddenly came to mind. Just rolling it around in my mind seemed to bring her to life. Instantly, she was my ghost, but writing her, realizing her condition – I arrived at the point in the story when she had to die, and cried while I wrote that.
I cried then, too!
I loved the photography angle, with the old cameras. Did you have to do a lot of research on that?
I’m a photography buff, but honestly believe that plate images, and the process to make them, is really magic; I certainly cannot do it. It was very magical 120 years ago. For a time, the public could not believe such things could be real. But when it became popular, as smaller cameras became available to average people, photography exploded. My research was mostly into which types of cameras were being used at the turn of the century, to select one that would fit the story. I wanted an easily used camera, which was still quite beautiful as an item. The Waterbury fit that description nicely.
Do you believe in spirits and hauntings?
I may have to. My family certainly does. They believe this house to be haunted, but I cannot feel it. And, that’s funny, cause I don’t like dark places. This house is secluded and quite dark at night. While others hear and feel strange things, I don’t get to participate. I’ve never had an encounter of mine own. It might be fun.
There were times, while writing this story very late at night, when the house was just a bit too quiet. I would distract myself with music, and lights.
If you could come back and haunt one person, who would it be and why?
I have a list. Honestly. I know someone who is so cruel in life, they deserve to be haunted. I would haunt family, but only in a good way, only to let them know I was still lingering.
You’ve been told by someone who is apparently an idiot that you use too many words. I couldn’t find any that were in the way or had the feel of excess baggage. What do you think of the current trend of major publishers to require cookie cutter books with specific word count requirements?
It is a dead end trend; limiting authors just to satisfy marketing needs. We are seeing the whole industry wobbling – resisting change while they thrash about trying to sell books. I don’t purchase books because of size, why are they all as similar as eggs? I only look to see how many pages there are, because I love long stories. Keep me reading for two weeks in a book…please! What I find humorous, in the last twenty years the number of ‘how to write’ books has multiplied a thousand fold. Not a one of them solved the problems in the industry. So, I say, leave the writers alone. They didn’t make the mess that the Big Six find themselves in. Put all the templates in the trash. That’s what they’ve proven themselves to be.
I’m all for tossing the templates.
Mashed potatoes or French fries?
Mashers, loaded, gooey – with Tabasco sauce in them. Yum! We only do fries in the car.
Tabasco sauce? Seriously? My mouth is on fire just thinking about that!
What is your favorite guilty pleasure?
I won’t reveal that. But it’s been a lifelong passion. Gummy bears make a good answer, take that instead. No? Writing then. I set many things aside to write. I’m a bad boy about that.
Now you’ve only made me more curious about that first guilty pleasure!
Rock and roll or country music?
Almost never country, but I do like folk music, which is very individual. I hate current Pop. I loved the British invasion of punk and weird from the 80’s. You didn’t ask all that, did you? Too bad. I’m passionate about blues, Stevie Ray Vaughan…
When I wrote Anoria, in Breathing into Stone, I listened to classical choral music, Gregorian chants. There is a stunning bit that plays in Lenin’s tomb in Moscow (or was, for half a century), called ‘Alleluia, Behold the Bridegroom’ I would listen to those haunting voices for hours, and type till my keyboard smoked. (link: www.amazon.com/gp/product/B000QPJ0B4/ref=dm_mu_dp_trk1)
Music does things to me; I can be very connected to it emotionally. My happy place is inside my headphones.
Headphones = happy place. Yup! For me, too! There’s something magical about crawling inside the music. I am a huge blues fan. Of course, that’s a conversation for another time.
When you write, do you require silence or do you prefer background noise?
Just answered that. I prefer to write with my headphones on. I lose any sense of time when I get to do that.
Getting back to Caraliza – this book is a mix of historical fiction and modern day. That might be a difficult mix for many authors but you pulled it off without a single glitch. What was the hardest part of blending these two worlds?
I’m an admitted amateur at the whole process. Nothing of it was planned or outlined. I just open my mind, close my eyes, and begin to see the world. I just dictate what comes to me visually. Every instant of the book plays for me, and I wander in and out of the settings, between and around the characters. I know what Yousep had in his pocket the first time he saw Caraliza. Admittedly, I might view a few photos of my setting, look into a bit of history of the place. I always turn to maps, to get a sense for where things are, but that is only to spark the visuals, which will come anyway.
When Caraliza falls lifeless, from Yousep’s arms, I only hear the sound of it. I turn away, because I can’t see that happen. He didn’t see it, you know, didn’t see her fall. He was being pulled away. It was the loneliest moment of her life, because, not even I saw it happen.
But, that wasn’t your question either. Sorry.
One of the things which was imperative, from the first page, was the voice of the narrative. I wanted the first third of the book to sound like the texts of that era. It was important to me that my reader hear the early 1900’s. I played with the forms within the text to get there. So, when Shelly appears in the story, the ‘sound’ is obviously modern. You know you’ve come to the present in time.
Later, as the tale unfolds, the past mingles with the living, and you can hear that within the words. I don’t just tell you a spirit has appeared, I try to make you hear it.
And you did that beautifully.
What is the biggest challenge for you in being an indie author?
Time. Finding time. I wish this had all started for me years ago. I think I’m missing the books I might have created. The second? Finding readers. But, it is only natural I want more of them. We can never have too many readers, can we?
Nope, no such thing as too many readers!
Final words?
I have been terribly proud of one element in the book, which opened up so many wonderful things for me. The language. People cannot know, just looking at the cover, or reading the blurbs – Caraliza doesn’t speak a word of English in the entire text. All of her speech is Dutch, flawless Dutch, and her words are translated for the reader. I have a Dutch penpal, from The Netherlands, and she put so much love into correcting Caraliza’s voice. Her name is Irma van der Staal. That could have been the downfall of the story; to get all the Dutch dialogue wrong, or to just bore the reader with it. But, it becomes the key to the sweetness of the love that Yousep and Caraliza share. It was a barrier, which became a bond. I liked that a lot.
I read what you’d written about that at the back of Caraliza. You and Irma combined to do a beautiful job of showing us Caraliza’s native language. And I loved how her and Yousep’s bond grew, despite their language barrier.
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Caraliza is one of those characters that will haunt me for a long time to come. Want to learn more about Joel and his work? You can find him on his website at www.BrownBrushBooks.com. You can also find him on his blog – The Tale’s the Thing – where he shows off his mad writing skills and his slightly off-kilter personality.
Here’s a look at Joel’s books on Amazon in both print and Kindle format:
I hope you’ll take the time to check out Joel’s books!
Now, I did promise the chance to win your own ebook copy of Caraliza. So here we go. All you need to do is leave a comment with a valid email adress. You must be 16 or older and you can live anywhere in the world – an igloo in Antarctica or a hut on a Hawaiian Island. Anywhere at all! Enter by midnight EST on Wednesday, February 9. I’ll post the winner’s name here. Be sure to keep an eye on your spam folder, as Joel will be contacting the winner with his/her prize information.
Good luck!









