Sunday, October 16, 2011
Meet Katie McGowan of Rock Crazy
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What’s Rock Crazy about? Here’s the short version—abandoned, pregnant and bi-polar, Katie McGowan’s going crazy on that God-forsaken rock the Moon!
And now, I’d like to introduce Katie McGowan, the heroine of Rock Crazy.
RIW: I’m asking these questions in the Rockton Community Hospital, inside Mt. Aragaeus on the Moon, where Katie McGowan has been hospitalized for the remainder of her pregnancy. She’s lucid and is sitting up in bed as she speaks to me.
What's your story/back story? Why would someone come up with a story about YOU?
Katie: I have no clue. I’m bi-polar, but so are a lot of people. And it’s not like I came up to the Moon to have that chip implanted in my brain. I don’t wanna become a robot, or a vegetable. They say the surgery’s not experimental anymore, but there was a lady in the hospital when I was in for one of my manic tantrums and she had the surgery when it was still an experiment and she was a vegetable. I don’t wanna be like her.
RIW: Can you tell us about your hero/ine?
Katie: I don’t really have one. [Katie’s eyes well with tears.] My ex-husband, Scott, brought me up here to this God-forsaken rock, the Moon, and then he dumped me the first time I decked him! He said he couldn’t deal with my tantrums anymore. He knew I was bi-polar when he married me the first time and when we renewed our contract after the first five years. But I knew it wouldn’t do any good to fight him when I looked in his eyes. Well, when I looked in the one that wasn’t bandaged. There was no twinkle. It was just flat and dead looking. And I didn’t have the strength to fight because I was sick! I couldn’t keep anything down, including my meds! How could he yell at me for not taking my meds when I’d try but I’d just vomit them right back up? I thought I was space sick and Scott—I don’t know what he thought. But it was morning sickness, all day.
RIW: What problems do you have to face and overcome in your life?
Katie: Well, I guess I really do need to get the chip implanted in my head. I’m not space sick; I’m pregnant. And my boss’ wife says if I want to keep my baby, I have to have the surgery. But the doc says it’s too dangerous now and my meds’ll hurt the baby so I had to go off them and I can’t stop crying and I know I’m gonna get violent again and prob’ly suicidal and… Oh, me-ann… I’m in trouble!
RIW: Do you expect your hero/ine to help or is s/he the problem?
Katie: Scott says he wants me back. Like I can ever trust him again. He says he didn’t really want a divorce. He was just trying to force me to get the surgery. He claims he thought if I had to support myself and live on my own I’d “hit bottom” and realize I needed the chip. He even says he’ll take me home now, but the doc says it isn’t safe to travel. Scott looked kinda puzzled when the doc said that, but I’m listening to the doc—not Scott. If he ever wants me back, he’s gotta show me that he wants me and not just our baby.
RIW: That’s all the questions we have for you. Thank you for speaking to us.
Katie: Yeah, thanks for interviewing me. I still don’t see why anyone would want to write a book about me. I’m not all that special. Maybe the baby’ll do something important and someone’ll write something cool about me in the history books as the mother of…
[Katie pats her abdomen.] You’re gonna grow up and do something really important, aren’t you, Baby?
Her eyes go out of focus and after a pause, she replies, “Because you’re special and I’m gonna be a much better Mommy to you than mine was to me.”
Her demeanor changes completely and she snarls almost like an animal, arms wrapping protectively around her swollen abdomen. It looks as though she’s trying to kick but her legs are restrained by an invisible force. “Leave me alone you nasty bitch! I don’t want you anywhere near my baby, Mama!”
“I won’t let her hurt you, Baby. I promise. She won’t ‘raise you right’. Scott, help us!”
A nurse comes into the room and holds a syringe up to Katie’s IV tube. There’s a faint hiss, and Katie slumps back in the bed, unconcious. “I’m afraid that’s all you’ll get from her today, Ms. Weber.”
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Right now you can go over to Rochelle’s Reviews and see what I had to say about May I Have This Dance by Roseanne Dowell. Don’t forget to leave a comment on both blogs. I’ll see you on Thursday, October 20, 2011 over at Decadent Decisions, Lynn Chantale’s blog.
I’ll draw a name from among those who comment on all of the stops between now and The Long & the Short of It Reviews on November 14, 2011 and I’ll announce it here on November 15 2011.