Meet the Characters with Liza O’Connor

Saving Casey 400 x 640Hello and welcome to my blog for another round of Meet the Characters! Today I am featuring a guest blogger who has graciously agreed to let me do a character interview, which is my favorite kind of interview. Join me in welcoming author, Liza O’Connor, and her characters from Saving Casey. It’s a fantastic contemporary suspense/romance with wonderful characters so without further ado here is the interview with Cass.

What are your favorite scenes in your book: the action, the dialog or the romance?

Cass: When I first wake up, I of course think I’ve failed to kill myself. (I was diagnosed with terminal brain cancer and did not wish to die a slow and horrible death, so I killed myself.)
I was 80 years old so most of my friends had already died. Still, I hated to go without saying goodbye to my relatives, but I had no choice. NJ doesn’t have a right to Die with Dignity law. And now it seemed I had botched the job. But when the doctor came in I realized I was in the body a young teenage body. You cannot imagine the difference between an eighty-year-old body one moment and a healthy teenage body the next. I had serious lung power and my hands were plump and pink. Thankfully, I didn’t have the former owner’s memories, I had my 80 years of life experiences instead. That was a fabulous moment in my new life. No matter how severely Cass had screwed up her life, I was confident I could turn it around in short order.
Then we went home, and both parents couldn’t wait to get away from me. I even terrified managed to terrify a maid by asking if we had a gym. I couldn’t make sense of matters until I looked in the mirror.
I was a creature from a zombie movie. I had tattooed my entire face in black. Here’s a pic what I looked like that day.

Did you have a hard time convincing your author to write any particular scenes for you?

I tried to get in some hot sex scenes, but my author assured me if I jumped my hunky security guard Troy, he’ll be in jail within seconds. Amazon would pull the book and without Troy protecting me, I would soon be killed, just like the prior Casey. So I mostly behaved. When we hid out in Montana so I wouldn’t be thrown into an insane asylum, I looked up the rules and discovered at 17 I wasn’t jail bait in Montana. Sadly, Troy insisted I was way too young and yelled at me. While my body might be young, I had 80 years of life experience. In comparison, Troy at 31 was just a baby. But believe me, had he been willing I would have been the oldest cougar ever and jumped his bones. I loved everything about Troy.

Are you happy with the genre your writer has placed you in?

Well, I’m happy to be out of Young Adult genre because I never felt comfortable there. Let’s be honest. Someone with 80 years of life experience is NEVER going to pass as a normal teen. One reader said I sounded more like a 30-year-old. That sounds about right. By that time, you’ve acquired a great deal of life lessons. As you get older, your body stops working properly, you are always tired and often in pain. If none of that happened, you’d still be acting like a thirty-year-old. Trust me, I know

This time, I’m classified as suspense romance. I wanted to insist she add ‘with humor’ on the end because I’m funny. However, she assures me I won’t be laughing near the end, so she didn’t want to play the humor card, even if you do laugh through the first half of the book.

If you could rewrite anything in your book, what would it be?

I almost said I’d like my relationship with Troy to begin earlier, but then I realized waiting turned out to be far better, so no. I’ll leave matters as they happened.

Do you like the way the book ended?

Very much.

Would you be interested in a sequel, if your writer was so inclined?

Absolutely not! Liza constantly throws problems into her plots. Everything is perfect at the end. I prefer to live in that moment.
I begin as a tortured, most likely to die, teen. I end as a Ph.D. going about the country trying to save other children from the sense of helplessness that I and Casey incurred. I’ve siblings now, and I don’t want them ever to suffer what I did. So Troy and I go from school to school letting the kids know how to report bullying and abuse. We have a national hotline, but the call centers are spread across the country since it’s a local problem that sadly is repeated all over the country.


When eighty-year-old Cass Goldman learns she has inoperable cancer, she decides to end her life, peacefully on her terms. So imagine her horror when she wakes to find herself in a hospital with strange rich people staring at her. It’s not until the doctor arrives to examine her that she realizes she’s no longer old. She’s in the body of a seventeen-year-old teen named Casey.

Unfortunately, her new body comes with some serious baggage. First of all, the kid has burned every bridge imaginable. Secondly, those ‘people’ in her room are her outrageously rich parents and while the Dad seems friendly, the mother wants nothing to do with her. The moment they take her home to a horrifically huge mansion, which she dubs Tara, she’s abandoned to the care of the butler.

While Cass is determined to turn this train wreck of a life around, doing so is far harder than she expected. In fact, without help, she’ll end up dead just like the last occupant of this body. Thankfully, her dad has his hunky head of security become her bodyguard. Between her eighty years of life lessons and hunky Troy’s help, she just might live long enough not to be jail bait.


With an attendant pushing Cass’s wheelchair and her parents following like a funeral procession, they arrived before a white Maybach Landaulet parked outside the emergency exit. Cass had read an article in Forbes just last week declaring it the sixth most expensive car in the world. And if her memory recalled correctly, it cost nearly one and a half million dollars. Who the hell buys a million and a half dollar car? Surely, they can find some better use of their money.
Evidently, her parents were astronomically well off and didn’t have the sense God gave a pigeon on how to spend their wealth.
Her dad helped her into the back passenger seat, which, despite a great deal of leg room, only held two plush leather reclining chairs rather like a triple-first-class airplane would have.
Cass intended to hate the ridiculous chair, but when she sank into the soft leather, securing her in a gentle hug, she thought it the finest seating experience in her very long life.
If this was all a dream ride to heaven, then she’d save her scolding for God until they arrived. No one could be in a bad mood sitting in such comfort.
“Perhaps Casey can sit in the front with the driver,” her mother said.
Damn it! My first taste of excessive luxury and I get booted after thirty seconds.
“I’ll sit up front,” her father said. “Sit in the back with Casey.”
Her mother stared at him, then Cass, then the front section of the car with its black tinted windows. Finally, she motioned the driver to open the front door and disappeared from sight.
Hurrying around to the other side, her father climbed into the other back seat. He reached over and touched Cass’s arm, which floated on the center armrest. “You okay, kitten?”
A smile crossed her face. ‘Okay’ didn’t start to cover her pleasure. She hadn’t been evicted and remained luxuriating in a million-dollar chair.
“Would you like the top down?”
She nodded and seconds later, the back half of the roof disappeared, allowing the sun to cheerfully beam down while the sides continued to protect them from excessive wind.
Holy cow! This feels like all the best features of flying first class and a Caribbean beach resort in one.
As the car pulled away, creating the softest caressing breeze upon her sun-kissed face, she closed her eyes and decided God did exist, and He/She really liked her.

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Meet Liza:

Liza O’Connor lives in Denville, NJ with her dog Jess. They hike in fabulous woods every day, rain or shine, sleet or snow. Having an adventurous nature, she learned to fly small Cessnas in NJ, hang-glide in New Zealand, kayak in Pennsylvania, ski in New York, scuba dive with great white sharks in Australia, dig up dinosaur bones in Montana, sky dive in Indiana, and raft a class four river in Tasmania. She’s an avid gardener, amateur photographer, and dabbler in watercolors and graphic arts. Yet through her entire life, her first love has and always will be writing novels.

Investigate these sites:
Liza’s Multiverse Blog
Liza’s Blog and Website Facebook Twitter

Thank you for joining us today! I hope you enjoyed this round of Meet the Characters and will join us again next week!


7 thoughts on “Meet the Characters with Liza O’Connor

  1. Thanks for having me over. Yesterday 50 yr old scout leader in NJ climbed into a bear cave and was mauled a bit by the owner of the cave. Knowing all too well the danger he’d get into for biting the intruder, he ran away before the men with guns arrived, and trust me, a great many men with guns arrived. However, the Parks people declared the bear should not be hunted down and shot because he was in his rights to maul an intruder to his hibernation cave. I want you to know Jess and I hike this area but we never go walking into someone else’s home…well I accidentally did in Tawian once. I was on a road that became a path and the next thing I knew, I was standing in someone’s house. I apologized and left of course. Very embarrassing. They were having dinner. But the point is I would never do that do a bear. And he had not built his home at the end of a road. His cave was high on a ridge, very hard to get to. The man was not seriously harmed, but please make certain your sons are not being led by incompetent scoutmasters. He had scouts with him, and in any other state, those boys would have died. Fortunately for everyone, NJ bears are the wimps of the bear Kingdom.

    And thank you for checking out Saving Casey. It seems everyone is in need of rescue these days.

  2. Do you think Cass would be able to explain to Troy about her body switch? I wonder how he would take it with being in love with this new/old Casey??

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