Check out this interview posted on RT Book Reviews between beloved Avon historical romance author Beverly Jenkins and hardboiled urban fantasy noir author Richard Kadrey:

We love it when authors remind us that they're readers, too. When romance author Beverly Jenkins confessed that she was a huge fan of urban fantasy writer Richard Kadrey — author of the Sandman Slim series — we were more than a little surprised. Said Jenkins of Kadrey: “I didn't think anyone could replace Jim Butcher's Harry Dresden at the top of my hit parade but Stark is bearing down on Harry like a semi rolling at 80!” We asked Jenkins if she'd like to interview Kadrey, and based on this thoughtful, hilarious interview, she is definitely a fan!

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Beverly Jenkins: In looking at your bio, you come off as a twenty-first century renaissance man. You’re an award winning writer, artist, photographer, lecturer, a “degrader of perfection” according to one interview, and you’ve been immortalized as an action figure. You’ve bellied up to enough cultural bars for four or five people. How would you describe yourself?

Richard Kadrey:  I’m willing to suck at things. I’m always interested in new ideas and tasks and that means being lousy at them for a while. Some obsessions will stay with me—like photography—and others will some and go—like playing music. Music was easy to give up. I sucked at that non-stop. Still, I like to do sound experiments. Recording ambient sounds and stretching and slowing them. Playing them backwards, etc.

BJ: Is there a common thread in your work?

RK: I’m always interested in people on the outside looking in. Outsiders who don’t have a foot in the door and probably never will. I’ve never been an inside person myself. Life on the inside is too cozy and settled. Things are more interesting at the edges where different worlds collide and spark off each other

Click here to read more of Richard and Beverly's conversation at RT Book Reviews--find out about Richard's action figure, his writing habits, and his high school hangouts (and trust me, they're nothing like The Peach Pit, The Max, or even The Bronze)