Blog Tour: F.U.B.A.R. by Joe King
Author: Joe King
Series: F.U.B.A.R. (Book 1)
Publisher: Self Published
Release Date: Dec 24 2014
Editions/Formats Available In: eBook and Print
An aimless, down on his luck man discovers a clandestine government agency tasked with combating supernatural evil, beneath the grounds of a mental health hospital where he works; the agency, the Frontline Unified Battalion of Arcane Resistance (F.U.B.A.R.). Getting recruited for their cause, he is accidentally afflicted with a curse, casting the sensible ego aspect of his personality into a subconscious prison, allowing his psychotic id to take over his body. Now this madman must lead a motley crew of supernatural agents, including a punk rock witch, a werewolf, a medium and the ghost of his best friend, and a female Japanese ninja, against a globe spanning, world devouring evil, whilst dealing with the monsters inside his head.
Taking slow, measured steps down the hallway to the source of the sound he was careful not to screech the soles of his shoes on the linoleum. Dave found himself standing outside of a small counselling office. The eye level plaque read Dr James Carver. Not funny really, oh well. The voice was vaguely familiar to him as it teased his memory. Sounding almost cartoonish, it took him a few seconds to place it. Scooby-Doo! That was it, the voice sounded just like Scooby-Doo. Believing the impression to be the doctor or his guest joking around, Dave carefully tiptoed on the balls of his feet over to the door, tilting his ear to the wood. He could do with a laugh.
The smile on his face was genuine this time as it really was a good impersonation. But after a few minutes of eaves dropping on the comedic accent, he came to the conclusion that this was no joke. The speaker genuinely seemed to sound like that or it was some diehard commitment to the bit. His smile slowly diminished at first, as pangs of shame coursed through him at the knowledge that he was unknowingly mocking this poor person. Finding subtle, private amusement in the antics of recovering crack heads and schizophrenics is one thing, but the visualisation of himself hanging around outside a room to unknowingly mock somebody who must suffer similar treatment on a daily basis like they are a circus sideshow was cruel. His look of regret instantly dissolved into a curious mix of jolting shock and profound awkwardness as the door quickly swung open.
Standing before him, he was greeted by a bemused looking Dr Carver. The doc was about forty, of slight build and wore spectacles that looked like they were held together by willpower and positive thinking. His semblance reminded Dave of the actor Sam Rockwell. The doctor was observing Dave over the tops of his glasses, his brow furrowed and his chin pointing down to his chest as if he was unsure of what he was seeing. The silence stretched for a long moment and Dave was frozen like a deer in headlights, waiting to get an absolute ear full for snooping on personal matters concerning doctor-patient confidentiality. Uncertain on how to explain his action, Dave’s brain sputtered along as it attempted to cobble together whatever piss poor explanation he could for his actions. That’s when his eyes drifted to the trail of thick dark matted hair that led across the carpeted floor. Any attempt at an apology went on the backburner as his curious eyes wandered across the hair strewn carpet towards the bulky figure casually occupying the visitors’ chair. Dave’s blood turned to icy slush. It wasn’t a plucky Great Dane. Sitting there in torn jeans and a ripped up red and white plaid shirt was a werewolf.
(Create your ultimate Dream Cast for 3 of your main characters if your book was to go to film and explain why those actors/actresses where chosen)
I shamelessly modelled several of my characters on thespians who I think are really cool. When I created
Clyde Williams and Kev Carpenter, they became Donald Glover and Seth Rogen respectively. Not only do I
love watching these two, but they possess qualities that I found suited my characters perfectly. Donald
Glover has an earnest vibe in shows such as Community and in Mystery Team. It’s an underlying sensitivity
which is endearing and that I wanted Clyde to have. I love characters who are quite vulnerable but are
forced to make a stand, bringing out their hidden, sometimes deeply buried toughness and Clyde becomes
a certified bad-ass.
Several of Seth Rogen’s roles have him portraying a gruff, sometimes abrasive sense of humour which fits
Kev perfectly. The kind of personality that would sooner make a snarky comment than help out, which is
Kev to a tee. But again, underneath the rough surface is a soul who wants to do good.
Lizzy Chambers is named after Lizzy Caplan. An actress who I love. Not only do I like her sassy sardonic wit
but she carries it well considering how cute she is, it’s a vicious wit that for some reason complements her
looks. Giving her character a punk rock make-over was all it took to solidify her in my mind as Whiskey
When he's not writing, he enjoys reading books and comic books, begrudgingly trying to emulate the fine work of the talented comic book artists, loathing himself, slapping the bass in a rock band, loathing himself a bit more and playing guitar.