Thank you all for being here! Today as my guest I have Kendall Garrett, one of the stars of The Gryphon Series. Kendall, thanks so much for joining us!
Kendall-(big beaming grin)
Thank you for having me! This is so cool. I feel like I’m on Jimmy Kimmel Live!
Stacey-
Well our audience may be smaller but no less fun. (Crowd hoots and applauds. Kendall gives them doe eyes over her shoulder—toothpaste commercial grin still in place.)
Stacey-(suddenly serious) But let’s get down to the real story here Kendall. According to The Gryphon Series you’re a creature of love that is practically incapable of being mean or nasty to anyone. Is that true?
Kendall-(blinking rapidly in obvious confusion) Uh…yeah. I thought we were gonna talk about stuff like who I want to play me in The Conduit movie, because I’m thinking Ashley Benson from Pretty Little Liars could totally rock playing me.
Stacey-(waves hand dismissively) Yeah, no one cares. What people really wanna know is how deep this “creature of love” thing goes. I mean are you able to get angry at people?
Kendall-(shrugs) Sure, I can get angry but then I remember pretty quick that all people are basically good inside and it passes.
Stacey-(leans back in her chair and folds her arms over her chest) That’s…annoyingly optimistic. So you never get so ticked off that you just fly off the handle at anyone?
Kendall-(With a smile so sweet it causes cavities) Nope. Not really.
Stacey-(Her eyes narrow) Even the fact that I openly refer to you and your brother as “sidekicks” in my new novella The Sidekick Chronicles? That doesn’t bug you at all?
Kendall-(Blonde hair bobs around her face as she shakes her head) Not at all. Gabe gets bent out of shape by that, but I’m happy to help our little team in any way I can. I don’t care what title I go by.
Stacey-(leans forward with her elbows on the desk.) Your boyfriend Keith breaks your heart in the novella. That didn’t make you want to unleash a little fury on him?
Kendall- (Presses lips together and considers this before again shaking her head.) Not really, we’re young. This is the time in our lives when we make silly mistakes that we learn from. Stacey-What about when people cut you off in traffic?
Kendall-Clearly they have somewhere important to be! I just hope they arrive safely.
Stacey-The Kardashians are stupid.
Crossroads- Had to get in here I agree!!
Kendall-(sucks in a shocked breath then struggles to regain her composure) You are…ahem…entitled to your own opinion about that wonderful family. (Audience erupts in a taunting “oooooooooooooo”)
Stacey-(with a victorious smile) So you can be rattled!
Kendall-Cannot!
Stacey-Can too!
Kendall-Cannot!
Stacey-I’m going to give you an awful hair day in Sacrifice, book 3 of the Gryphon Series.
Kendall-(gasps and hisses through her teeth)You witch! You wouldn’t dare!
Stacey-(to the audience) And there ya have it folks! Well that’s all the time we have for today! Thanks so much Kendall for being here…
Kendall-(huffs) Way to go, you proved to the world you’re, like, annoying enough to tick off even a creature of love.
Stacey-And thank all of you for joining us! Look for Kendall and the rest of the Garrett gang in The Gryphon Series available now in print and ebook!
Kendall-You know my brother morphs into a lion, right? Totally telling him you called him a sidekick. (grumbles) Purposely give me a bad hair day? Un-uh! I’ll make sure he bites you.
Author: Stacey Rourke
Publisher: Anchor Group
Pages: 194
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About Stacey Rourke: Writing is something I have always done. I can remember in elementary school creating stories that I would stand up and read aloud to my classmates…whether they liked it or not. As I grew older I didn’t flaunt my writing as freely. It became something I did just for me to vent my teenage angst, or chronicle my journey to adulthood. I never thought about becoming a writer because that title prompted the visual of a grey-haired man in a tweed smoking jacket with suede elbow patches, slaving over an old fashion typewriter while puffing away on a pipe. No way was that stuffy kind of life for me. (Plus tweed is itchy.) Instead I wanted to be in the spotlight! I wanted to be–pause for dramatic effect–an actress! I gave it my best shot, too. Got about as far as any aspiring actress can get in Flint, Michigan. Which is exactly no where. But I did get two great things out of my time delving into the theatrical world; I gained the ability to act out the scenes I write to make sure they’re believable (yes, I really do that and no, you can’t watch) and I met my amazing husband. My theater ambitions behind me, I decided to do the “mature,” “grown up” thing and went back to college. As I worked toward my Bachelor’s degree in marketing I did a lot of writing. Essays, research papers, PowerPoint presentations. All of it mandatory, none of it what I would ever call fun. Even then, becoming a writer never entered my mind. No, then I was going to be a business tycoon…or somethin’. Truth be told, I never picked writing. It picked me. During my time as a stay at home mom I needed an outlet to give me a mental break from diapers, formula and midnight feedings. That’s when my hands found their way back to the keyboard. Story ideas began coming at such an incessant rate that my rapidly clicking fingers couldn’t keep up. Post-It notes and scrapes of paper with story ideas decorated every inch of our house. In mid-conversation with my husband I would dart off to jot down things that would come to me. Sweet guy my hubby is, he would just shake his head at my obvious rudeness and hold my place in the conversation. My first book was completed for an entire year before I told anyone about it. I outed myself as an author and then sent out my first round of query letters to literary agents. Surely, it would be picked up immediately and become an overnight success! Yeah, not so much. For two years I got rejection, after rejection, after rejection, after rejection…you get the idea. Thankfully with the ever increasing pile of rejections came feedback. I digested all the suggestions and applied the usable ones to my manuscript. Little by little, the rough edges were chipped away and the diamond shone through. The work paid off when I received an email from a publisher offering me a contract on The Conduit. It’s been a long road, and it ain’t over yet. But now, at thirty-mumble, mumble years old I finally know what I wanna be when I grow up–-a writer.
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