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Steve is No Nonsense

When it comes to Steve, Jayne’s obscure social worker, there is much more than meets the eye. He’s old-fashioned, stays cool in any situation, and believes in duty and responsibility over anything else. As far as good guys go, he’s definitely one of them, but it wouldn’t kill him to crack a smile, and maybe buy a car that was made in the past two decades.

Steve is a supporting character in my upcoming novel, “The Author and The Illustrator.”

Name: Steve

Gender: Male

Age: 40-ish

Hometown: Oregon, a secluded home about an hour and a half away from the
coast.

Occupation: Social Worker.

Eye Color: Brown.

Natural Hair Color: Brown, starting to gray.

Body Type: Tall. Thin. Fit.

Clothing Style: Casual. Suit and tie. Bowler hat.

Extrovert or Introvert: Extrovert. Though, he’s a quiet one.

Optimist or Pessimist: Realist.

Temperament: Nothing shakes him.

Mood: Even-kilter.

Attitude: Smooth.

Strengths: Always upholds his duty.

Flaws: Resistant to change.

Pet Peeves: When people don’t follow the rules.

Favorite Virtue: Justice

Ruled by Heart or Mind: Mind.

Motivated by: Duty.

Life Motto: Stay cool.

Favorite Foods: Coffee and toast.

Favorite Movie: None. It’s possible he’s never seen one!

Favorite Music: Whatever is playing on the classic rock station in his car.

Favorite Book: The Daily Newspaper.

Favorite Place: Annie’s.

Favorite activities: Driving his car.

Hobbies: Keeping the kids safe.

Interests: His car.

Pets: None.

“The Author and The Illustrator” book blurb:

Jayne was either dying or going crazy. This is what she thought every time her
right hand started hurting. She never suspected it was magic.

Ordinary Jayne grew up with her loving mom and dad in downtown Portland,
Oregon. She liked books and movies, and hanging out with her best friend. At
school, she stayed camouflaged in the background–careful not to attract the
attention of bullies. Life was good and safe.

But her very ordinary, plain life changes when her parents are hit in a
tragic bicycling accident. She barely has time to breathe before she is whisked
away to live with a misfit crew of orphans and a seemingly psychic foster mom.
As if her new home wasn’t odd enough, her new neighborhood turns out to be even
weirder. It’s here she encounters talking animals, a ghost-witch, and a secret
that connects Jayne to all of it.

In search of answers, Jayne and two unlikely friends embark on a journey
where she discovers she possesses a strange power. But Jayne must keep her
magic hidden for fear of a maniacal, long-lost relative who wants to force her
to use her magic for evil.

 

Jayne was either dying or going crazy. This is what she thought every time her right hand started hurting. She never suspected it was magic.

Thirteen-year-old Jayne grew up with her loving mom and dad in downtown Portland, Oregon. She liked books and movies, and hanging out with her best friend. At school, she stayed camouflaged in the background—careful not to attract the attention of bullies. Life was good and safe.

But her very ordinary, plain life changes when her parents are hit in a tragic bicycling accident. She barely has time to breathe before she is whisked away to live with a misfit crew of orphans and a seemingly psychic foster mom. As if her new home wasn’t odd enough, the neighborhood turns out to be even weirder. It’s here she encounters talking animals, a ghost-witch, and a secret that connects Jayne to all of it.

In search of answers, Jayne and two unlikely friends embark on a journey where she discovers she possesses a strange power. But fearful of those who would force her to use her magic for evil, Jayne must keep her magic hidden.

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