QSFer Erik Schubach has a new FF superhero book out:
Emily Monroe may be a lot of things, but one thing is for sure, she is NOT the Chosen One.
Emily is a normal girl working at Big Burger who has the unfortunate luck to look exactly like Big City’s superhero darling, the Chosen One.
It has been the bane of her existence as it disrupts her life and those around her when super villains come knocking, wanting to prove their mettle by fighting the Chosen One. Nobody listens when she insists she isn’t who they think she is.
With common sense and years of rage built up inside, she usually serves their butts to them on a platter, asking “Did you want fries with that?” No cape required.
I stood in the alley doorway of Big Burger as I looked over my singed uniform. I dusted cherry red embers from the hem of my skirt and apron in the strobing lights of the emergency vehicles. I watched Containment Agents wheel Firebug away on a gurney, in power dampening cuffs, to the waiting ambulance.
Aw maaan, I’d have to buy yet another uniform. I wonder if Mrs. Yamamoto’s Powered Mishap insurance would pay for it. It isn’t like I made a fortune here on the night shift, flipping burgers. I brushed my brunette locks back over my shoulder and found some singed ends that smelled like… well, like burning hair. Aw, maaan!
Sometimes I wonder just where my life went wrong. A twenty-six-year-old with a degree in Powered Science should not be relegated to working fast food. But because of my personal curse, I find that nobody wants to hire me, as it would make their business a target for all the crazy wannabe supervillains here in Big City.
Mrs. Yamamoto is a friend of the matron of the orphanage I grew up in, and she seems to not care that I get her place trashed every other week. Not because of who I am, but because of who I look like. I think all the insurance claims are making her more than the receipts here at Big Burger.
Reporters in the growing crowd behind the crime scene tape were shouting questions to the Containment Agents. “Agents, what happened here?” “What is that sticking up under the sheet behind Firebug?” “Did a super take him down?”
Then I sighed heavily and quickly stepped back inside and closed the door when some teen boy shouted like a fangirl, pointing at me, “It’s the Chosen One!” Crap on toast. I saw flashes around the door as reporters took pictures too late.
I rolled my eyes as I trudged into the now empty restaurant and started picking up the mess.
I guess I should introduce myself. I’m Emily Monroe, and I most certainly am NOT the Chosen One. I just happen to look freakishly like her, and I did my damndest to change my appearance, so crap like this didn’t happen. I so hated Big City’s superhero darling, the Chosen One, for looking like me, it has ruined my life.
I got my start writing novels by accident. I have always been drawn to strong female characters in books, like Honor Harrington. And I also believe that there is a lack of LGBT characters in media. So one day I came up with a story idea that combines the two… two days later I completed the manuscript for Music of the Soul.
My writing style may not be the most professional nor grammatically correct, but I never profess to be an English major, just a person that wants to share a story. I maintain that my primary language is sarcasm.
Each of my books features strong likeable female characters that are flawed. I think that flaws and emotional or physical scars make us human and give us more character than simply conforming to some “social norm”.
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