Today I am interviewing Claire North, author of the new novel, The End of the Day.
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DJ: Hey Claire! Thanks for agreeing to do this interview!
For readers who aren’t familiar with you, could you tell us a little about yourself?
Claire North: I’m not real.
Well, no, I am real, I mean, this is definitely me answering. But Claire North – she ain’t real. She’s one of three names that I’ve been known to scribble under, including my own – Catherine Webb – and my urban fantasy face, Kate Griffin.
Of those three, I suspect Claire North is the most exasperating. She’s probably charming, intelligent and sexy in way I’m not quite so much. She definitely likes mushrooms (uch) and can speak French, or maybe Italian. She’s almost certainly good at doing maths in her head – no! Crosswords. I bet she’s bloody brilliant at crosswords.
Sometimes I really resent her achievements, in fact….
The only thing I’ve really got in common with her, in fact, is that I’m 30 years old, a Londoner, a lighting designer, and this writing malarcky has been my job for a bit over 15 years now. Oh – and all my personas love Thai food. Because who doesn’t?
DJ: What is The End of the Day about?
Claire: So there’s a guy called Charlie, who works for Death as his/her Harbinger – sorta PA/assistant/fixer/messenger, depending on how you look at it. Death’s main office is in Milton Keynes, which is a town in the Midlands renowned almost entirely for having roundabouts, and nothing else. From this office, Charlie is dispatched to visit places where either people are about to die, or ideas are about to die, and to bring them gifts. This might be the peanut butter you loved as a child; it might be a book you thought was lost. It might be copious quantities of alcohol. Either way, wherever Death is about to arrive, be it for tsunami or to pay respects to an individual, first there goes the Harbinger, to honour the lives that were lived before. Continue reading