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Meet Cash Logan (Snippets from The Fire Dancer)

Today is: National Coconut Cream Pie Day, National Have A Coke Day,National Military Spouse Appreciation Day,
National Provider Appreciation Day.

Coconut Cream Pie. Yes. (And a side note, tomorrow is Lost Sock Memorial Day and Butterscotch Brownie Day. Plan accordingly)

If you’ve read We Own the Night, you’ve met Cash Logan. Alluring, cunning, and unpredictable, the vampire who helped make Callie a true clan leader was never supposed to be in that book.

I’d come up with the idea for Cash around the same time as Holly Octane blew into my life, which is probably how they became intertwined. I’d been writing all these pretty boy vampires with dirt on their souls. Don’t get me wrong, I like my pretty boys. A lot. Tristan oozes sex his long hair and tattoos, Ryder has that chilled out older dude thing going on, and then there’s Blade, my fallen angel. I might have a type. Whatever. This isn’t about me, it’s about Cash. I wanted more than a pretty face. I wanted a character that plunged straight into darkness with no apologies, that I had to go against my better judgement to trust, but still convinced me to trust him. That character was Cash Logan.

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I’ve always pictured Cash to look similar to Rob Zombie. I never asked myself, “What would Rob Zombie be like if he was a vampire?” because there’s the outside chance he might actually be a vampire. I actually hope he is. The musical connection to a dark fantasy rock n roll cirque book is pretty strong. Holly would totally dance to this song:


And if Julie and I ever made a movie, it would probably be close to a Zombie production. Say what you will about those movies, but they kinda spoke to me.

So many of my vampires were created in the last few years, but Cash is much more of a classic vampire. Created in the eighteenth century by Aidan to satisfy Talis de Rancourt, he wasn’t suited for his original purpose. Talis  delighted in tormenting her new toy, ultimately committing him to Bethlem Royal Hospital in London.

Images jumbled in my brain as if someone spun a wheel. I saw Cash, bound, bloody, and burned, surrounded by laughing onlookers. His hair was shorter, and it was a different time, but I knew him. His eyes. No matter what humiliation was bestowed upon him, they remained proud.

Cash may have been beaten, but he didn’t go down without a fight. He wanted revenge. He used his immortality to his advantage, putting the weak out of their misery and forming a troupe of performers that would become his first dark magic show.

Bethlem also led him to Holly.

But now, Talis has created a modern troupe of vampires to revive her Las Vegas empire, and Cash Logan is pissed.  His magic show has made him famous, but he’s never come out publicly as a vampire. In Cash’s dark world, nightmares are real. What Talis has done with Immortal Dilemma threatens to disrupt the balance that immortals have created for centuries.  Cash needs to destroy Talis to protect his way of life. Cash needs revenge.

Which leads him back to Holly.

“Gone are the days of the two-headed dolls and the men with the forked tongues. Science can take care of that now. But where does that leave people like us? Exposed. All we can rely on is exploiting the darkness within our souls, and the rare individual who has a special talent. Exceptional strength. Mind control. The ability to control the elements. That’s why I need Blade.” Cash tipped my chin up so I met his eyes. They were almost solid gold, metallic. “The two of you will make an exquisite team, both of you able to do something that science has yet to figure out.”

Cash and Holly have much in common, and they agree on one thing for Cirque Macabre: they want a return to classic entertainment.  Only problem is, they don’t quite agree on what that means.

Cash shook his head, dismissing my outburst. “Why not? People have been attending public executions for centuries. I’m sure you’ve been to see gladiators in your time travels. Maybe you went to the witch trials? I’m sure you’ve seen a hanging or two. You were one of the performers who wanted a return to classic entertainment. You should have been more specific.”

All I’d wanted to do was wear a headdress.  “We’re better than that, now. As a society.”

Cash laughed. “Are we? We might have more laws, but I think you can agree with me that people are no different now that they were in the past. They hide their darkness now, but it’s still there. Evil doesn’t die.”

The Fire Dancer is coming May 21!  It’s available for preorder now!

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Absinthe: A Walk On The Wild Side

Today’s Brew: Not Absinthe.  Frozen Hot Chocolate. Which was twice as good as it sounds.

by Kristen

***BECAUSE THE NIGHT is on sale this week for 99 cents! Merry Christmas!****

Still in Vegas.

It’s hard for me to talk about the book I just finished, We Own the Night, because it’s so spoilery if you haven’t read Because the Night. And with this week’s sale, you now have no friggin’ excuse for not owning it. There’s more change of the floor of the rental Camaro than that. But anyway, I digress.

Just before Halloween, I contributed a story for The Dark Carnival called Heaven’s on Fire, which introduced two new characters: Cash Logan and Holly Octane. After I finished that story, they wouldn’t leave me the frig alone until I included them in We Own the Night.  Cash is a magician, and I wanted him to have a bad ass magical show the only the likes of Vegas could host.

Of course, I placed The Cirque Macabre at Circus Circus. There is nothing cool at Circus Circus, and I know this to be fact. My friend Jason, the one I told you I ran into the other night, suggested we go see a bad at yet another of Vince Neil’s bar located at Circus Circus. What a nightmare that place is. The low ceilings trap the desperation like a fog.

Not to mention on the way out of that place, a 13 year old grabbed my ass. But I digress.

Tonight Liz and I went to see Absinthe at Caesar’s Palace. I wasn’t sure what to expect, all I knew was it was some sort of variety show with burlesque and roller derby, which if you know me, you can imagine the intensity of my lady boner hearing those two things together.

Imagine my surprise when I found Absinthe to set in a circus tent, just like my Cirque Macabre. And it was decorated all steampunk, similar to Cirque Macabre.  Kind of like my pinterest board come to life.

The performers were incredible! There was many different aerial and acrobatic acts that did thing with their bodies I could only hope to be able to move again if I attempted.  I love that shit. I’m still convinced that someday I’ll be able a little bit of it. No one set themselves on fire, like Holly.

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