Today we are very lucky to have the author of the Alien Series here with us, Gini Koch.
Gini is published under a few other pen names, but is most known for her Alien Series from DAW books. The third book in the series, Alien in the Family, is out on April 5th.
We here at The Book Pushers are all big fans of Kitty, Martini, Chris and the rest of the gang. Having done a few interviews with the fabulous Gini, we thought we would change things up a bit and see if we could get a little more info about those sexy Alpha Centurian aliens as well as what Gini has in store for us in upcoming books!
Gini: Well, I’ll give you what I can. My agent has a chip in my brain that prevents me from sharing certain things.
Book Pushers: What is the normal day like for an Alpha Centaurian?
Gini: Depends on who you are. If you’re one of the Dazzlers, aka the female A-Cs, you’re probably dealing with something scientific, medical or engineering related. The Dazzlers handle the majority of the math and science work the A-Cs do on Earth. A-Cs are rather old-fashioned in some ways, so many of the Dazzlers are focused on raising their families instead of working, but even those tend to help out with small jobs related to their personal area/s of expertise.
If you’re a male A-C, then if you’re one of the few with math or science aptitude, you’re working alongside the Dazzlers somewhere, usually at NASA Base or the Dulce Science Center. If you have empath, imageer, or dream reading talents, you’re working in an active field role in some way. No talents? Then depending on what you have a natural inclination or interest in, you’re working with Home Base or any of the other bases in some support capacity, or you’re doing a job that most humans could relate to. Husbands with no talents married to Dazzlers of high scientific and/or medical talents tend to be the ones to stay home and raise the kids. (Claudia and Lorraine’s fathers, for example, were the A-C versions of stay-at-home dads, though they both have lower level jobs in the Science Center.)
Troubadours tend to go into “face” type positions, like the Diplomatic Corps or those areas where they’re dealing with humans not in the know about A-Cs actually being on Earth.
Book Pushers: Would the A-Cs rather deal with a big dumb fuglie or a genius human villain?
Gini: Big, dumb fugly. They understand a fugly’s motivations. They’re all far too trusting when it comes to humans, something that Kitty, Chuckie, and Angela worry about all the time.
Book Pushers: If Armani stopped making suites, what type of clothes would the A-Cs wear? (Has votes for Bermuda shorts and bikinis!)
Gini: (Sorry, Has, Kitty can barely get Martini into jeans, let alone something like Bermuda shorts!) You mean after the required period of entire species mourning during which time they‘d all only wear sackcloth and ashes? They would likely switch to Tom Ford or Dolce & Gabbana.
Gini: 1. Stephen Hawking
2. Bill Gates
3. Chuck Reynolds
They all also have posters of Albert Einstein up in their rooms. Some of them have what could only be described as a shrine to Einstein. Some are working on how to bring him back from the dead. Yeah, they LOVE brains and brainpower.
Huh? Oh, the lesbian Dazzlers wanted me to mention that the chick who’s the top scoring MENSA person of all time, Marilyn vos Savant, is considered the hottest thing in the entire galaxy. What? Oh, the straight Dazzlers say that if there was one gal they’d race to play for the other team for, it’d be her.
Book Pushers: If the A-C men could create the ultimate weapon, what would it be?
Gini: Something that could control their victim without necessarily killing it. The A-Cs are rather pacifistic at their core, so they’d prefer to not have to kill people. They realize they have to, but if there was a way to make an effective, non-lethal weapon, they’d go for it. Kitty constantly suggests they watch “Mystery Men” for ideas, but so far, even Martini has resisted.
BTW, the likelihood that an A-C man would create this, or any other, weapon is slim, the few A-C males with scientific and mathematical aptitude excluded. The Dazzlers do this kind of work. The men handle the brawn, the women handle the brains. (And, as Lorraine and Claudia would like to point out, the women can handle the brawn portion, too, thank you very much.)
Book Pushers: What part of human culture do the A-Cs like the most? (Minn votes for the awesome rock music!)
Gini: (LOL, sorry, Minn, rock music isn’t their number one — though Lorraine and Claudia both feel it’s up there in terms of it’s greatness). Because the A-Cs are more restricted in their worldview of things, part of what attracts them to human culture is the freedom. They don’t realize that in some ways, they’re freer than humans are. Of course, in other ways, they’re not. The grass is always greener, and that sort of thing.
Book Pushers: Each book hints that war might be inevitable. Will aliens come out of the closet?
Gini: Out of the closet? Well, in sexuality terms, A-Cs have no sexuality hang ups, so they’re all out, so to speak. In terms of letting everyone of the world know aliens walk amongst us? No, they’d never share that information willingly with the general populace. They’ve had the inevitable outcome explained to them, and they don’t want to be run off the planet, in part because it’s their home and also in part because they have nowhere else to go.
Wars are always inevitable. And frequent. And aliens are no more immune to them than humans are.
Book Pushers: Now for some fun questions! *cracks knuckles*
If you had the chance to have drinks with any fictional heroine, who would it be?
Gini: I’m assuming you mean other than my own. There are a lot of fictional heroines I like, but most of them don’t strike me as fun to hang out with; or else I think they‘d annoy me after a short while. So, I think I’d have to go for Elle from Legally Blonde. I think she’d be a blast to hang with.
Book Pushers: What fictional hero would you want to take on a date, and what would you do?
Gini: Again assuming you mean other than my own. And, since I’m happily married, assuming either the hubs approves, doesn’t know, or I’m in an alternate reality. I have a lot I’d like to go out with. In no particular order: Captain Malcolm Reynolds, Wolverine (and a whole list of comics superheroes), Richard Castle, Neal Caffrey, and any character ever played by Bruce Campbell. As for what we’d do, um…make out. I mean, why ELSE go out with them? If we’re going for an intellectually stimulating date, I’ll go for Sherlock Holmes, because it would undoubtedly be fascinating and I‘m sure we‘d solve a crime. But I could do that with Richard Castle, too, AND we could make out. So, um, I think Castle wins. (This revelation will shock absolutely no one, my husband included, I’m sure.)
Book Pushers: A werewolf, a vampire and an A-C enter a bar. What happens?
Gini: The A-C quickly does a mind control thing to get the human women who still think a vamp or a werewolf sees them as something other than dinner out of the place and to safety. Then he races back, stakes the vamp and shoots the werewolf with silver bullets. Then he heads back to Home Base. A-Cs are deadly allergic to alcohol, so it’s not like he’s gonna stop and toss back a few.
Now, if it’s Martini who goes into the bar…he probably still gets the women out, but he might chat it up with the vamp and the werewolf, asking them for tips on keeping human females enraptured, how they handle sudden fame, and asking if either one of them would be willing to take a contract hit on Chuck Reynolds.
BTW, you didn’t ask, but if it’s Kitty walking into that bar…well, the fangs and fur fly. And then she leads an ‘emancipated women’ rally. Then she recruits whoever seems like a good candidate for fugly fighting and takes them back to the Dulce Science Center for indoctrination.
Gini has been so wonderful, thank you so much for being here today. She also included an excerpt from Alien in the Family for your enjoyment!
“How often is this happening?” Martini asked.
“It’s a pattern. It showed up once last year. We investigated, nothing. Would have pulled Centaurion in but you were dealing with the Mephistopheles situation.” Or, as I called it, my introduction to my new life, since this was how I’d joined up as a Centaurion agent. I also called it Operation Fugly, which caused universal wincing whenever I said it aloud. No idea why — my names for things were always a lot more realistic than what the various government divisions came up with.
“You could have mentioned it when that was through,” Martini said, sarcasm heading to full.
“We could have, but we had other pressing issues. It manifested again six months later.” He let that one hang and us do the math. Six months after was right about when I was flying a stolen Mazda3 through the desert with a scary sociopath who also happened to be a politician after me. Though, from what my mother and Chuckie both said, that description was redundant. Operation Drug Addict only gave me nightmares a few times a month now. Martini, who could pick up emotions even when others were sleeping, was possibly happier about that than I was.
“How soon after?” Martini asked, his voice clipped.
“The next night. Then, it happened again, three months later. To the day.”
I thought about it. “Um…you mean, on my birthday?”
“Oh, I don’t like where this is going,” Reader said.
“Neither do we,” Chuckie continued. “It showed up again, six weeks later. Then again, one month later. Then three weeks later. Then two weeks. Then one.”
“What’s it on today?” My stomach felt as queasy as if I’d just walked through a gate from Arizona to Moscow.
“It’s been daily for the past week.” Chuckie sighed. “Anyone besides me find the light pattern somewhat familiar?”
“In a way,” I admitted. “But I can’t place it.”
“Same here,” Reader said.
Confirmation of familiar but not recognizable came from everyone other than Martini. His grip on my hand was tighter, though.
Chuckie looked over at him. “Martini? Surely you recognize it?”
“Why the hell didn’t you bring us in on this sooner?” Martini growled.
“We had to verify where it was coming from.”
“That’s bullshit.” Martini sounded ready to get into a physical fight with Chuckie, and I started to get really worried.
Chuckie sighed. “True. We wanted to be sure it wasn’t something your people were doing intentionally. Point of fact, something you, personally, weren’t doing intentionally.”
Gini is also giving away one copy of any book in her Alien Series. Please leave a comment or question for Gini below to be entered in the contest, open internationally. Contest will be open until Friday the 8th, and the winner announced on Saturday.