We are Angelica Hart and Zi and work full time as authors. The mundane and monotony are held at bay by one very practical quality. Whereas, we take our writing serious, we seldom take ourselves so. Back when we were going through the idiosyncratic process of creating the tone and texture of SNAKE DANCE, a fantasy piece, there were days that boredumb bit not out of any other reason but self-defense of our sanity. The genres we’ve chosen would include, contemporary romantic thrillers and romantic fantasy. Furthermore, we believe we do have a propensity for humor and have works that are specific to that.
On a serious note I’d like to share something you don’t know about Zi. He will KILLER DOLLS me, shameless reference to our most recent release, if he knew I was writing this. So, shhhh, don’t tell him. That means you! And we both know the you that I mean.
We do a lot of field research where we go places to absorb the milieu and believe this makes more genuine our writing. This one day we agreed to meet at the park near his home. The plan was to be there early before anyone arrived. We were looking for the surreal temperament of that loneliness. I got there before Zi, sat on a bench out of view. Saw him enter from the southeast entrance, he stopped, turned around and retreated back toward his home. I suspected he had forgotten something.
Minutes later he returned with a dustpan and broom. Mind you, I had that look of what’s this all about, skewed up nose and all. Then he did something that put the oh my in my whisper. He swept up the broken glass bottles that had been arrogantly discarded by someone. He knew that this place was frequented by pets and children, and considered the possibilities of hurt. Once cleaned he tucked the broom and pan behind a bush, I guessed to be retrieved later. Then he joined me.
He had inadvertently cut himself and I asked how that happened, fully expecting a capsulation of what he had done. Instead, Zi replied he had no idea, licked the blood, swabbed it on his shorts and moved on to what we were doing. I waited for him to bring up the broken glass. He did not.
There it was, this man just did the right thing when no one was watching. It didn’t really amaze me. Over the years we spent writing, I’ve gotten to know a bit of the inner man. This humorous, kind man who dogs everyone endlessly with his comedic banter, who teaches by example, who is the first to give of himself without ever considering if it would disadvantage him, who is strong when strong is needed, yet gentle when it is called upon. Yes, I’ve seen this side of him, and more, when he thought I wasn’t noticing. But I did. And, I know he hopes that I didn’t, that no one understands or recognizes the truth of him. For I recalled him once saying, when we were talking about heroes, that it is easy for someone to do the right thing when they are being watched, but real champions do it when no one is watching.
We write of heroes and heroines, struggle to make them likeable, honest, admirable, and I believe our books have been privileged by Zi’s intimacy with heroism. I am touched and awed that in this day of self, that he lives his life as if he is a role model. Wanting, actually avoiding, no fanfare or kudos. And to the children and pets of that park on that day he was a silent champion.
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Angelica Hart and Zi
KILLER DOLLS
SNAKE DANCE
CHASING YESTERDAY
angelicahartandzi@yahoo.com
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