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Character Interview: Meet Hollywood Actress Goldie St. Helen

 

A chat with Goldie St. Helen from Gun Kiss!

One month from today my suspense-thriller GUN KISS releases and so does the tumultuous world of Goldie St. Helen, the A-list Hollywood movie star, and co-novel character. She gets rescued by protagonist Blake Deco, a covert agent, who falls in love with her. But is it going to be a Happily Ever After story? Get a glimpse inside Goldie to understand her better as she talks to me in her Los Feliz villa about career, life, and current issues.

 

Khaled: Thanks for agreeing to do this interview.
Goldie [smiling]: My pleasure. Nice jacket, by the way. Love Mauve.

Khaled: Thanks, I bought it for this special occasion.
Goldie: I’m flattered.

Khaled: I love the house. Did you decorate the place yourself?
Goldie: Thank you. Yes, I did, with some advice from a designer, though I wish the kitchen was bigger. The only way was to cut into the back garden, which I refused.

Khaled: The kitchen looks perfect.
Goldie [laughing]: Are you kidding me? I need room for a bigger refrigerator. Hey, I host lots of parties!

Khaled: So, tell me, have you always wanted to be a movie star?
Goldie [grinning]: I wanted to be an actress. I never thought of myself as a star. One thing led to another, so here I am today.

Khaled: Were your parents supportive of your career choice?
Goldie [smiling]: My father didn’t speak to me for six months. He wanted me to be an architect, just like him. But it’s my life. Follow your dream, right?

Khaled: So, you would’ve been an architect if you weren’t an actress?
Goldie: Hell, no. I would’ve been a botanist. I love flowers and plants. That explains the solarium at the back.

Khaled: Many have tried to break into Hollywood, but failed. What’s your secret of success?
Goldie: I joined the industry because I was passionate about acting. I wasn’t looking for fame, money, and glamor. The perks that came with being a star were bonus points. I have no expectations. I’m not afraid of competition, even from someone younger. It’s one day at a time for me. C’est la vie.

Khaled: What words of wisdom would you give aspiring actors?
Goldie: All that glitters is not gold. Be prepared to work hard. How badly do you want it? Watch every step you take. Be careful of predators.

Khaled: How do you handle sexual predators in the industry?
Goldie [smiling]: If they grab you by the pussy, kick em in the balls.

Khaled: Easier said than done. You had a tough time doing that in the book, didn’t you?
Goldie: Hey, you wrote the book! I was just doing the acting for you! If it was real life, I would’ve kicked him so hard.

Khaled: Would you do a stage play or indie movie for little or no money?
Goldie: Of course! If the script is great, yes.

Khaled: Do you ever get tired of the fame game?
Goldie: I hate the attention… but I love my fans.

Khaled: What makes you happy?
Goldie [smiling]: Myself, friends, family, and desserts.

Khaled: Is the future beautiful?
Goldie: Que Sera Sera. Maybe I’ll start a family… I still want to work. I love my job.

Khaled: Chocolate or cookie?
A: Chocolate.

Khaled: A handsome face or a good-heart?
A: A good heart.

Khaled: Love or money?
A: Love.

 

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Vlog: Why there’s romance in my new thriller, Gun Kiss

Gun Kiss will be published by Imajin Books

 

My new thriller, GUN KISS, will be released by Imajin Books soon.

In this whip smart thriller,  the Philadephia Deringer that shot Abraham Lincoln gets stolen in Washington, D.C. and results in a hostage situation.

With a series of interwoven subplots, the story heats up to become a globe-trotting series of escapades and encounters by disparate individuals who each harbor their own special interests.

Gun Kiss includes a fierce battle against drug lords and a memorable romance with a Hollywood starlet.

A vow of silence

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When I was 15 I used to cycle a lot. I even teamed up with a few others to explore the island. I would usually follow the leader as I was unfamiliar with the roads. On one occasion, I accepted a friend’s invitation to visit his home after school in the evening. I was accompanied by another friend, and it turned out to be one of the strangest journeys ever.

This was back in the 1980s when John Travolta’s Night Fever posters were still everywhere. There we were, three guys on a bicycle cruising the back roads of Singapore in the stale night air, wracked by my friend’s hauntingly continuous laughter.

I had no clue where I was going. I remember arriving somewhere dark and quiet, tree lined and featuring row houses. It was pretty far from school.

My friend rapped on the door and someone opened it from inside. A woman. It gets interesting now …

Inside, I found myself in a long, wood-paneled interior, with lighted candles on wall scones. I thought I was in a Benedictine monastery. A wooden staircase gave access to the upper floor. And you won’t believe where dinner was served – on a Monk’s long wooden dining table. The food was laden as if a hundred people lived there. My friend kept laughing as we ate.

I did not hide my curiosity. The strong smell of wood furniture commingled with the salted fish on the plate. That evening was different. Mystical.

I found out much later where my friend lived. Well, I don’t want to mention the name of the road because people in Singapore know exactly what that area is famous for. So I have taken a vow of silence. Let’s just say I don’t think this place will ever be as famous as that book and musical by author Larry L. King.

Sheesha and Da Police

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Did I ever tell you about the time several Singapore and Malaysian police officers were looking for me?

They went searching porta porta for me in Arab Street, a neighborhood famous for cafes, restaurants and sheesha bars.

I had waiters and customers rushing toward my face telling me several squad cars had arrived with men carrying Heckler & Koch sub machine guns, and it was an APB for a certain “Khaled Talib.”

Well, they found me – and it was a riot.

What did they want? An officer approached me and said he heard about my reputation in making good sheesha. So he wanted me to concoct a good one for the visiting Malaysian police commissioner.

I got permission from the cafe owner to serve the commissioner a specialty – apple and grape. He enjoyed himself.