Are we really on book four of the Monster Haven series already? We must be, because here I am, back for another visit. You look great! Are those new shoes?
Golem in My Glovebox is a little different from the previous three books in the series. This time, I took Zoey and her reaper boyfriend, Riley, on a cross-country road trip. I’m not gonna lie to you. The research for this book was way more fun than it needed to be. I kind of overdid it.
Call it procrastination. Call it self-indulgence. Myself, I like to believe I did it for my readers. I’ve always believed the more ridiculous the story and characters are, the more realistic I need to be in everything else.
Okay. No. It was totally self-indulgence.
I went to AAA for a map and hung it on my wall so I could draw all over it. I Googled the heck out of all the locations Zoey and Riley visited. By satellite, I examined the Cadillac Ranch in Texas where ten cars are buried nose down in the desert, tailfins to the sky, waiting for tourists to spray paint them. I watched YouTube videos of an abandoned theme park featuring dozens of cracked and peeling concrete dinosaurs towering above the cameraman. I spent hours finding new places to go on the Roadside America website.
And I convinced my husband to join me on a trip to see the exact center of the contiguous United States.
It was magnificent. No, that’s a lie. It was a strange little island of grass in the middle of nowhere. The only things to see were the plaque declaring the location’s authenticity, some picnic tables and barbecues under an overhang, and the tiniest chapel I’ve ever seen in my life.
I swear, I would have made the trip for the chapel alone. It wasn’t too much bigger than an outhouse, and it contained a podium and four one-person pews. As weird as my books can get, I cannot make this up. Take at look at the photo. I was standing outside when I took it.
The true center of the contiguous U.S. isn’t actually located on this little strip of tourist-friendly land. It’s off to the right in the middle of a farmer’s field. Of course, I use this fact in my books. This is where the mysterious government, the Board of Hidden Affairs, is located. And that’s why Zoey and Riley have to go there—and why I had to go, too.
For you. I went for you. Truth in storytelling is so important.
It doesn’t hurt that I also saw a public restroom built to look like a giant toilet, the Garden of Eden, and the World’s Biggest Ball of Twine along the way.
Seriously. I love road trips.
What’s the weirdest thing you’ve seen on a road trip? Can I get directions?
Golem in My Glovebox is available now at Carina Press and wherever great ebooks are sold.
In her role as Aegis, Zoey Donovan has rescued and cared for hundreds of monsters and mythical creatures. Now humans are the ones in need of her help. Someone with a personal vendetta against the Board of Hidden Affairs has kidnapped all the other Aegises in the country—including Zoey’s mother.
With the Hidden government in shambles and a string of deadly clues to follow, Zoey and her reaper boyfriend set out on a cross-country chase to stop the kidnapper from killing the captured Aegises. Along the way, they pick up a miniature golem who’s on a quest to find his humanity…and may be the key to solving the grisly clues.
If Zoey succeeds in defeating this new evil, she’ll finally be reunited with the mother she lost over twenty years ago. But if she fails, she’ll become the final victim.
About R.L. Naquin:
Rachel writes stories that drop average people into magical situations filled with heart and quirky humor.
She believes in pixie dust, the power of love, good cheese, lucky socks and putting things off until the last minute. Her home is Disneyland, despite her current location in Kansas. Rachel has one husband, two grown kids and a crazy-catlady starter kit.