Me, to Flynn from Summer Kisses: What's up with your hair? Shoulder length? Baseball cap? Do you have dandruff? Enough with the hat already - it's been two books now. Let's give it to someone.
Flynn: Don't. I look like my dad and I don't like it.
Me: Lots of people look like their parents -
Flynn: He went to prison for robbing a bank.
Me: Forgiveness, Flynn. That was a long time ago. Kathryn (my editor) doesn't like clichéd grudges.
I won't tell you what he said to that, but I was a bit shocked. It was one of those I'm in the writing zone moments that you wish came more often. That's when characters come alive.
Me: Flynn, talk about your holiday and any new year resolutions you made.
Flynn: I stayed in Harmony Valley. I know, weird for a bachelor to stay in a town where nearly everyone is over the age of 65. Someday soon, I'm going to get a life and see the world. But for now I like it here. And, of course, I live with my Grandpa Ed, who's slowing down and needs some help. He raised me after my dad...
Me (jumping in quickly): Readers may not realize you scored a big pay day selling a farming app. What've you been doing with your days now that you don't have to worry about money?
Flynn: I've become the town handyman (shhh, don't tell my college professors). I don't get paid and I don't usually charge anyone for materials either.
Me: I'm so proud. Talk more about your work about town. What's the oddest fix-it job you've had?
Flynn: It's a toss-up between adjusting Mr. Mionetti's TV antennae so he can watch Dancing With the Stars - how old school is that? - and repairing Roxie's chicken coop. Those hens are escape artists!
Me: You and Grandpa Ed have been trying to attract more people and businesses to Harmony Valley. What's your pitch?
Flynn: Besides being able to walk to work and a zero crime rate? You can be yourself here and celebrate life. We've got retired race car drivers and Broadway chorus girls, ex-spy masters and retired sailing captains. Life here goes no faster than Grandpa Ed in his walker, but where else can you find a beer belly serenade during Indian summer? Or pumpkin bowling to award the Harvest Queen crown? I may want to see the world, but I know for certain I'm coming back here to stay!
And there you have it - my constantly smiling, Heartwarming February hero. My thanks to Flynn for stopping by today (he talked to me in between plugging a leak in Agnes' bird bath and fixing a leaky faucet at Mae's house). What do you think? Is Flynn living in my basement? Or is it "the girls"?