MFT Feature: Interview with Emer & Saffron, plus final scene AFTER Dust of 100 Dogs ends! And Giveaway!

Today for My Favorite Things I have a hilarious interview with Emer and Saffron (with a little moderating by Amy, she’s the only one that seems to be able to keep these two from killing each other).  I also have the pleasure being able to post the ‘what happened after’!  (Wow, is that not awesome?!)  If you’re not familiar with Dust of 100 Dogs here’s the descripton:

From Printz Honoree A.S. King. . . A Spring 2009 Children’s Indie Next List Pick for Teens!In the late seventeenth century, famed teenage pirate Emer Morrisey was on the cusp of escaping the pirate life with her one true love and unfathomable riches when she was slain and cursed with “the dust of one hundred dogs,” dooming her to one hundred lives as a dog before returning to a human body-with her memories intact.
Now she’s a contemporary American teenager and all she needs is a shovel and a ride to Jamaica.  

Emer, thanks for giving us the chance to get to know you a little better.  It’s hard for us to understand how things are when you are Saffron.  Are you and Saffron the same person?  Do you have separate thought processes?  How does that all work?

Saffron and I are two completely different people. I lived in the 17th century, had my own parents and a brother and my own sorry life. Saffron was born in the 20th century and has her own parents, her own siblings and her own sorry life. It’s a lot easier than my life was, but people in the 20th century don’t understand how hard things used to be, so they complain anyway. Frankly, it’s annoying.

What was your favorite dog life?  What kind of dog were you and what was your life like?

I know this gets confusing for ye normal people, but since I’m Emer, I can’t answer dog life questions because they happened after I died. Let me call Saffron in on that. Saffron on deck! Anish!


My favorite dog life was when I was a beach dog in California in the 1960s. I swam a lot and was pampered. It was wonderful. Also, it was my second-to-last dog life. I was a Labrador mix and I loved playing fetch with my surfer hippie masters.

Now that you’ve had so many lives since your first one do you still feel just as hard, as angry, as you did in your first life?  Or do you feel yourself softening up?

I’ll let Saffron answer this one too. But let me just say—you’d have been angry and hard too, had you lived my life. You modern people are all blubber.


 Emer, be nice, please. (Looks at Candace) Sorry. She’s ornery.


Ornery! I’m not ornery. I’m bloody sick of this brain-eating!


You know, Emer, sometimes it’s okay to look inside and ask yourself questions. I know you were born in different times, but these days, this kind of thing is totally good for you.


Ach! Spare me. I’d rather drink rum and slice off ears. Your spoiled little 20th century ears, maybe? So you don’t have to hear your own whining? Oh poor me! My mother and father are losers! My brother is trouble! I have to get a job! Ach!


(Holds head in hands) Oh man. Did I make this person? Really?


 Look Emer, who can win with you? Seriously. You’ve done everything and lived though hell. None of us can win. Okay? Just get over it already. (Looks at Candace) Emer had a really hard time and died before she turned twenty. She didn’t have a lot of time to sort out her baggage. But I’ve had three centuries to sort out her baggage and I’m a lot mellower. Very soft. Which was why getting to Jamaica and meeting that creep was difficult for me. Emer would have gone when she was nine, I bet. And she’d have killed the creep the minute she saw him.


You bet your spoiled little ears I would have killed him. I’d have buried him in that hole, too. 

Saffron, a
t the end of Dust (Spoiler Alert!) you see a boy waving the Seanie wave.  We knew that you were getting off the plane, what happened after that?!


 Hey! I think I have that in my notes…(scurries to her filing cabinet) Oh! Here it is! Do you want to read the next scene?


Ummm… YEAH!  But warning to those that haven’t read Dust of 100 Dogs yet, this is spoilery!  So go read the book, then come back!   

The big final scene reveal! 

I’d seen him last in the airport by the window, but he wasn’t there. So I went outside to find him, but he wasn’t there either. (Frankly, I figured I was hallucinating from lack of sleep, too much adrenaline, and a heap of wishful thinking.) I stared at the hot concrete. Then, I looked at my feet. My legs. My hands. My arms. I saw my reflection in the automatic airport door. Who the hell was I? And where the hell was I going? Where was my safe place now?It was 1990. I was Saffron Adams. I had my whole life ahead of me. Emer was still there, mourning her lost treasure and a man she’d never see again, and a hundred dogs roamed the corners of my brain, but it was time to move forward. Time to figure out what to do with my human life. Time to be free.I picked up my bag and headed back to the main lobby. I plopped myself down on a white plastic chair and stared at the flickering departures board. Philadelphia, Charleston, Miami, Houston, London, Mexico City, Los Angeles, New York, Atlanta, Paris, Barcelona, Washington.I didn’t hear him approach me.“You look lost.”His eyes were green-hazel. They were safe.“I think I am,” I said.He reached down for my hand. “Do you want to be lost together?”I nodded. Then, we threw an invisible dart at the departures board, watched it land, and bought our tickets. Tickets to our past. Tickets to our future.


SQUEE!  What a relief!  Not knowing what happened, FOR SURE, was killing me!  She needed a happy ending. 

*SPOILER* Those jewels you had sewn into your cape, what were they worth?  Are you a rich woman now?

And that’s another thing! I did all that preparing and she gets the benefit! She gets the jewels and the money and what did I get? Sweet nothing! That’s what!


It was you who got us in this freaking mess in the first place. Without your stupid pirate life and your stupid enemies and your stupid curse, I’d have been normal!


And how do you think that would have fared? Eh? Still stuck in some little town with your little life and your little chances of anything?


Hey! I’m happy for my life. I love that I know you and that I did what I did. But I’m sick of it turning into some competition all the time. We’ve been interviewed a bunch of times and every time, you’re mocking me and Amy as if we don’t anything about life.


 Not my life, you don’t.


Look, I’ve been holding back for several interviews on this, Emer. But I’m going to pull the I made your ass card. I made your ass. So I know about what Cromwell did to your family and your country. And I know about what happened to you when you were sold as a slave. So how about you lighten up on me and Saffron when we do these interviews?




You don’t scare me.


She scares me.


 Don’t tempt me! I’ll sliver your insides!


Not if I chop off your arms, first. I can do that, you know. I’m a writer. I get to control what you do and what happens to you. So, you can’t do squat without me, Emer.


Gutsy, Amy.




While you’re all patting each other on yer backs, I’ll be over here waiting to do something interesting. (Swigs rum.)

A vast silence comes over all three women while they try to remember what Candace’s question was.

The capes were worth as much as or more than the jewels, actually. It didn’t make me filthy rich, but I get by. We get by. 

Thanks for coming on Emer and Saffron, I hope people will be more eager to read about you now that they know you better!


Arrr! Verily! Thanks for having me. Next time, try to be less boring, okay?


 Oh God. Sorry, Candace. You are not boring.


 See why it took 326 years to come back as a decent human being?

Big thanks to Amy, Saffron and Emer for being on (especially Amy cause that moderating has to be exhausting! Plus she wrote the book 😉
About the author A.S. King (aka Amy):

A.S. King (you can call her Amy) has recently returned from Ireland, where she spent a decade dividing herself between self-sufficiency, teaching adult literacy, and writing novels. She has also been a rare poultry breeder, photographer, master printer, contractor, life skills and juggling teacher, summer camp counselor, pizza delivery driver and, for a week or two, a complete loser who did nothing at all.
Her first published work was an article about patios and several poems that a lot of people didn’t understand. Her short fiction for adults has been widely published and was nominated for Best New American Voices 2010. Her most recent YA novel, Please Ignore Vera Dietz is a Michael L. Printz Honor Book, an Edgar Award Nominee, a Kirkus Reviews Best Book for Teens 2010, and is a Junior Library Guild selection and a YALSA Best Fiction for Young Adults pick. Her first YA novel, The Dust of 100 Dogs, was an ALA Best Book for Young Adults, an Indie Next pick and a Cybil award finalist. Next up: Everybody Sees the Ants from Little, Brown in 2011.

You can find Amy on her website:
And her blog: 
The Giveaway:

I’m giving away my copy of the book to one person.
US/Canadian address only
Must be 13 or older to enter
Ends July 5th, 2011

To Enter:

Answer question: If you were cursed to be a dog what breed would you choose?  Remember to leave contact info!  

For many more interviews, guest posts and giveaways for The My Favorite Things event check out the schedule post.  And make sure you head over to My Bookish Ways to see what she has going on today as well!

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  1. I would most definitely be a Yorkshire Terrier– that’s what my dog is, and she has charmed everyone in the world to be her slaves whilst she lies on fluffy pillows all day and occasionally awards us, her dutiful servants, with a doe-eyed look. Wouldn’t be so bad, being a dog for a day. :) Thanks for the giveaway.

  2. I’d be a wolf! I know it’s not quite a dog, but I would hate to be an animal and domesticated. I’m always hearing the call of the wild, and I’m obviously human, so what would life be like for me as an animal caged?

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  3. Awesome. That was a great interview, very funny! I haven’t yet read Dust of 100 Dogs, but you just kind of pushed it up closer to the top of my list!
    I’d go with a husky, like some of those above, or maybe a Lab–they’re gorgeous!
    Or a beagle, because they’re some of the cutest things you’ll ever see.
    Thanks for the giveaway!

  4. I never thought about it…i am much more of a cat person lol…but If I had to Alaskan Malmalute (spelling..sorry) They are huge and gorgeous

    hense1kk AT cmich DOT edu

  5. I would choose to be an Irish Wolfhound. They’re a fantastic breed and very lovely dogs.
    This sounds like a fantastic story, I can’t wait to read it.

    Barbed1951 at aol dot com

  6. I’d definitely be a German Shepherd! It’s my fav breed, I love how faithful and protective they are!

    Thanks for the awesome giveaway. I really enjoyed reading this guest post, one of the best guest post I’ve ever came across!


  7. Great interview and giveaway guys. Really great read. I love the idea of this book. Sorry to say I have never heard of this author, glad I know of her now. Don’t tell my Maltese this, but I would choose a Golden Retriever. They are big and friendly. Thanks so much guys.

    drharleyquinn87 (at) gmail (dot) com

  8. I’m not entering the contest because I have the book, but FANTASTIC interview!! I giggled a lot! It made me want to reread the book!

  9. I would choose a German Shepherd, if I ever needed to defend myself or help my owner I hope I would be better equipped to as well as loyal. My german shepherd is so fuzzy and cute!

  10. I would be a chi-weenie! That’s a chihuaua/dachsund mix. I have one and he is the laziest little thing in the world! He’s so little that we carry him everywhere. He doesn’t have to do anything but sit in our laps and look cute. How awesome would that be?
    jwitt33 at live dot com
    P.S. Thanks for the awesome interview! I hadn’t heard of this book before but I definitely want to read it now:)

  11. A long haired chihuahua. They’re cute and non-threatening and have the lovliest fur. Plus being small means being able to get in everywhere.

    faefever25 at hotmail dot com

  12. I want to be a Basset hound and sit on the porch in the sun and sleep. I don’t need to be changed back, I just relax for a while:)
    This book sound like a hoot! Thanks for the chance to win the giveaway!


  13. Hm … I think I would want to be something cute but sturdy – like a Portuguese Water Dog or those hybrid golden retrievers that are small … yes …

    Thanks for the contest and the character interview! It was ffunny! :)


  14. I’d be a spoiled, rich-person breed like Italian Greyhound.

    I loved the chapter in Dust of 100 dogs about the old lady who cooked bread and milk for Saffron-as-a-dog until she passed away and was locked away in a barn.

    If you send me the book, I’ll add it to a high school library where I am the librarian in Southern California. Thanks!

  15. That is a cruel, cruel question… I am NOT an animal person… At all. I would NOT want to be a dog. :(

    However, if I HAD to be a dog, and I got to choose, I would probably pick something big and mean so that I would have more control over who got close to me. 😛 I think I’d want to be a Doberman.

    basicallyamazingbooks [at] gmail [dot] com

  16. I think I’d want to be a golden retriever or a dalmatian, because they’re both adorable and some of my favorite breeds :)


  17. A standard poodle, my owner would expect me to be neurotic so nothing I did would surprise them. lisapeters at yahoo dot com thanks I also wouldn’t shed whick would drive me crazy I hate finding loose hairs on my clothes so loose hairs on my coat would be too much for me. I also would love to have that curl in my hair all the time, maybe even dreds.

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