Purple Glove author Bonnie Hearn Hill gets interviewed on Authorlink for If It Bleeds - By N.L. Belardes

Bonnie Hearn Hill got the power of purple
from none other than the Swami...

I’m all about celebrating the valley arts. In case you didn’t know, it’s not just about Bakersfield. It’s about connecting the arts through the valley. I read fresnofamous.com, I chat it up with the homeboys of Dorktown.net, and I try to get to know writers like THE SWAMI (I got her books in the mail today! Now I can find out who I really am!), Cindy Wathen, Russo’s Poets, and the Purple Glove Author herself, Bonnie Hearn Hill.

I have an interesting friendship with Bonnie. She writes novels like some people have nose bleeds. Words pour out of her at any given moment—sometimes maybe even through her nose, definitely through some kind of capillary hormone brain-to-finger reaction. Oh I don’t mean to be macabre, but the name of her brain-splattering new book coming out is, If It Bleeds.


1st in a trilogy - Mira Books

Is that too much red for you?

Stop for a moment and don’t get all fidgety. Bonnie is cool, and as a writer/artist you can learn something from her. Just tune into this fresh kill In The Bleed author interview… She gives writing tips, talks about her book, and genuinely does not come off as a serial killer or anything. She’s hip and you’ll dig the interview.


I imagine that writing for Bonnie Hearn Hill is a delicate
process of putting on the gloves and leaving no trace
of where her literary mind has been... think about it,
would YOU want to go there?? (See Bonnie in purple gloves)

Now you’re probably wondering just what kind of intellectual conversations I have with my new found writer friend. Oh don’t be so pish-posh. We have a flashy literary way we speak in codes. Don’t believe me? Try reading between the lines in this FREE ending to a book I offered Bonnie just yesterday…

N.L.: And then Billy Jo stopped the car. He got out, spit at an old diaper sitting in the gutter and wondered why Flannigan had taken such a big bite from the avocado burger. He'd choked on it, plain and simple. Didn't he foresee that very mornin' such a terrible bug-eyed end? Flannigan had watched the big bullfrog floppin' and shakin' as it got a hairy caterpillar caught somewhere in its big wide throat. He had even smiled as it gasped, kicked out a slippery floppy leg and let out a sound as if six-month-old moldy Tupperware had just been pried open. That's the end sometimes—just a slimy kick in the dirt. Billy Jo walked down the sidewalk. He took a small bite from a cheese sandwich and wondered why people like Flannigan had to choke at all. He wasn't goin' back. The keys were in the ignition, and that was OK.

Yeah, it’s top secret. We literary folk plan on dominating the world through secret coded messages.


Stretch your imagination, Bonnie. Try more colors!

Here’s more:

N.L.: I hope it's a boy named Lionel. Oh yes, I listened to the interview. Funny how it sounds word for word just like my interview with you... Just kidding. Damn, I need better questions... my next interview with you promises to throw you off guard.

Bonnie: I'm hoping for a girl named __________, which is the name of my car. _____ and I name our vehicles. ________ is called _________. My cat's name is ________.

(as if I could betray such names)

N.L.: If I had a car right now I'd name it Shizzalicram Spongecrab III. And I'd hang little crabs from the rearview mirror and find seat covers that had lobsters on them. I'd put stuffed sea crustaceans in the back window and let them fade as if somehow the back of the car were a dying sea bottom. Sometimes I would dress in red and wear red gloves and antenna and throw tiny plastic eggs out the window as if I were releasing into a wide sea current. Later I'd pick many of them back up because I couldn't afford to keep buying them.

Or I'd just name my car Bob. And grow a gay moustache.


This isn't Bonnie. But that's a tasty fish. And all done
with a scale-covered Donny Osmond hand finish...

It’s all part of an other worldy master plan.
Celebrate Valley Literature! And if you're a writer, don’t forget to listen to her interview.

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