Wendi Zwaduk! She's here promoting her new release. I asked Wendi if she could do a character interview and below are the results. I think you'll find it very interesting. Wendi will be giving away a $10 GC to Liquid Silver Books to one randomly drawn commenter during the tour.
Character Interview with Sully Tanner
Hello Tory. So glad I could be here today. I don’t get to be on the hot seat very often. Let me introduce myself. I’m Sully Tanner. I love rock and roll and taking care of those who matter to me. But let’s get this interview going. You didn’t come to the blog just to look at me. (Did you? Sorry. Had to ask.) So the name of the game is five questions. I can handle that. Fire away.
Q: Question one - You were in rock and roll. Why leave the scene?
A: Ah. Right to the meat of the interview from the start. I got out of the music business to the degree I was in because I got tired of it. There’s only so much fakeness one man can take. I could play. Sure. But I couldn’t take the crap. Groupies who wanted to sleep with someone famous to make them famous. Fellow musicians who want to play, but want to do illegal things more often. I never saw the point in trashing my hotel room. I guess I never really fit the mold. Plus there was this girl I never quite got out of my head.
Q: Question two - There was a girl, eh? Dish. Yes, that’s not a question, but answer it. Grin.
A: I knew you’d go there. (Folds arms and leans back in chair) When I was living at home, before I decided to go out on my own, I fell in love with a little girl next door. Okay, I wasn’t much older than her, but yeah, I liked my best friend’s sister. I had an inkling she liked me, but I’m a doofus sometimes and don’t see the obvious. I never forgot how I felt about her, but I didn’t know how to deal with it. Taking off to New York seemed like the thing to do. It wasn’t, but it felt like it.
Q: We all make mistakes. The point is to learn from it.
A: I learned from it alright. I learned that running only makes the problem worse.
Q: You know that wasn’t a question before, right? Okay, question three - you’ve spent time in the music business, obviously. What are your favorite bands and genres?
A: I’ll give you a bye on the earlier line. Conversation will do that. My favorite bands? It’s an evolving taste. I like a lot of the harder bands that are up and coming. You never know what’s on the horizon in music and it’s fun to find new blood. Then again there’s nothing wrong with the old classics, Kiss, AC/DC, Boston...lots to name. But I like a little country sometimes, too. I’m with a new band, well, it’s my old band and it’s not really mine. I play the bars and honky tonks. I don’t want fame or fortune, just to make people happy with my music.
Q: Question four – What does Marley think of your music? Does she like that you’re in the R&R life?
A: That’s a toughy. I’m not in her head, so I can’t say for sure. I can tell you what it seemed like from my point of view. Will that work? When we were younger, it was like a puppy love thing. She mooned over me, I didn’t know what to think but I did like the idol worship. Then I realized she actually liked me and I wasn’t ready to be tied down. How stupid, yanno? She’s a very mature, responsible kind of person. I’m sure she hated my crazy life when I took off. Probably chafed with frustration. And she was right to. I acted irresponsible. I know she still doesn’t trust me. I deserve it and I’m working like hell to make her see I’m not that dumb kid who took off. I’m a little more world weary and ready to settle down—with her. I didn’t really answer your question, but like I said I’m not her, so that’s how I see it.
Q: Awww. That’s sweet. Okay, last question. What do you see for your future? What do you want to accomplish? What are your goals for the rest of your life?
A: Well, gee. Make the last question the hardest. (leans forward and rests elbows on knees.) My goals are to make something of my life. Being in NY in the scene didn’t get me anywhere. Yeah, I played music, but I wasted my chance. I’m not going to do that any longer. If it means breaking my back working the farms with my brothers-in-law, then I’ll do it. I’d love for Marley to realize I’m a changed man and fall in love with me, but for now that’s just a dream. If I had my druthers and could chose my destiny, I’d like to live in the house my parents built, marry the girl of my dreams, work the land of my grandparents and grow old knowing I’d done something with my life.
I have to say you ask hard questions. I had a great time and am glad I participated. Thanks for having me!
I earned a BA in education at Kent State university and as well as a Masters in Education from Nova Southeastern University. I've tried my hand at teaching, waitressing, and retail sales, but writing holds my heart.
I love NASCAR, romance, books in general, Ohio farmland, dirt racing, and my menagerie of animals. I have more stories than my brain can handle percolating. I can't wait to share them with you!
He never knew what he was missing until he came home to find his place to belong—with her.
Sullavan Tanner walked away from Jarvis, Ohio, afraid to give his heart to the woman he loved. He lived the rock and roll lifestyle, but never quite made it to the big time. Fifteen years later, he’s back and ready to claim what’s his—if she’ll accept his help.
Until Sully shows up.
Although she’s not interested in rekindling the love affair, she’s not above accepting Sully’s hands on the farm. What’s the worst that could happen? They get the farm out of the red and into the black? That’s her plan. They actually fall in love? The past says it won’t work, so she’s not hedging her bets.
Too bad Sully’s not giving up this time.
EXCERPT: “I know you don’t want a thing from me, and I guarantee you’ll never accept my help, so I’m insisting. I’ll beg if I have to.”
“Sully.” If she stayed in is embrace much longer, she’d cave and admit she needed him—but not for romance. She needed the extra hands on the farm.
“I don’t have anywhere else to be, and I don’t back down.”
“No kidding. Look, it won’t work a second time around.” She wriggled from him and closed her eyes. “You’ll hate it here.” If he’d just take the out...just walk away. She fortified the barricades around her heart and insulated her soul from letting him get too close. Close meant she’d get hurt again when he took off.
“Aren’t you a sparkling ray of sunshine?” He tugged her ponytail, not causing harm. Just playful, like a sibling. Always like a sibling.
“We can’t get along when something other than friendship is involved. When we added sex, things imploded. But I guess that doesn’t matter because you don’t have anywhere to stay.” She groaned and opened her eyes. “Kellie won’t take you. Not with three kids already under foot and another one on the way.”
“And here I thought you’d say you’d take me in because then you’d have 24-7 access to my slave labor and hot body.” He tipped his head and winked. “Please?”
Marley weighed her options. She needed the help. Desperately. Having Sully nearby meant a stable set of hands. It also meant she’d have to keep an eye on him. Sure, Kellie claimed he’d quit the drugs and the booze, but people relapsed all the time. If he hadn’t changed his ways, he’d be just as much of a liability as an asset. Worry flowed through her mind as she palmed her phone in her pocket. The most recent text message from her ex-husband, Taylor, outright demanded she sell him the farm and cut her losses. If it took her last breath, her last dollar, she wasn’t about to sell anything to Taylor. Having Sully around would provide safety. God knew she needed all the help she could get to keep her good-for-nothing ex away from the farm. Could she trust herself to keep her hands off Sully a second time?
When she’d needed him in the past—her mother’s death, the endless hours in the hospital—Sully had run. Why did she have to need him? Need led to heartbreak.