Welcome back for your Monday dose of Word-Slingers. Today’s interview is with Andrew Katz, who is touring with his current book, Descendants.
1) How long have you been writing?
I’ve been writing since September of last year, and haven’t looked back since starting.
2) How many balls do you juggle on a daily basis, and how do you manage to keep them all in the air (usually), (ball = work, writing, family, etc.)
Honestly, I live a pretty dull life. I have school work (which unfortunately does come first), and writing. I live with four friends in Philadelphia on our college campus, so responsibility isn’t exactly a problem for me, presently.
3) What can you tell us about your release Descendants. I’m looking for the story of how the story came to be, not just the blurb. So please, dish!
Well, I was very bored one night, having just completed whatever I had been reading at the time, and got to talking with a friend. Of course, by talking I mean complaining incessantly about boredom. She suggested to me that I write something. I took her advice, and Descendants just sort of came about. The first page is the first thing I wrote that night, and when I took it to my father he asked if I’d actually written it. That was in fact high praise so I kept with it, and here we are.
4) What is it about the, as you put it, fantasy/knightpunk genre that you like so much?
I love the sort of parallel it draws between the old fashioned Arthurian chivalry and the way society has progressed. The protagonist is a smart-mouthed twenty year old knight that goes around talking trash to gods and devils alike, while wearing a full set of medieval plate armor.
5) Do you think you’ll move to another genre, and if yes, what to and when?
I would definitely like to at some point. I have so many little ideas that I’d like to expand upon, and if I move to another genre it would more than likely be a traditional style fantasy or a space odyssey.
6) Sweet or sour?
7) Chocolate or vanilla?
Andrew Katz is a young, up and coming author from Philadelphia, Pennsylvania. His novel, “Descendants”, is his first full length work. Action, adventure, and a healthy dose of sarcasm are staples of his writing. He has also published a short story in the anthology “Dark Light”, centering on the same protagonist as his novel. Andrew loves music, reading, his dog George, and relaxing in the sun. He may not be the most exciting person, but he makes up for it with imagination and… unpredictability.
Knights are dead and gone since the days of Camelot. The ancient battles pitting sword and shield against one another are just a distant memory, one that very few even give validity, and that’s exactly how it should be. I mean honestly, if people knew half of what really went on in the shadows and under the bed they’d probably wind up institutionalized.
Luckily, that’s where people like me come in. I’m a Knight. That’s right, an armor-clad, sword-wielding powerhouse of old, with all the powers and responsibilities that come with that position. We’re not all gone, but unfortunately, trouble is brewing in the Kingdom hidden in North America… and it’s kind of my fault. I killed a bunch of gnomes, which in turn pissed off some trolls. Now they’re trying to kill me and start a war with all of humanity. And all while and ancient evil is awakening to try and block my path at every turn.
No more than five steps out of the building, I became very happy I had prepared for trouble. Standing in the way of my now wrecked Jeep Wrangler, were four very unhappy looking rock trolls. They were all muscle, stone, and snarls, and just like good old thugs they brandished weapons.
They had a baseball bat, tire iron, chain, and spiked knuckles between them. Bad news about the weapons, they all seemed to be made of dragon bone and would be able to do quite a bit of damage. I wondered where low life thugs would have gotten weapons like that, and why they’d fashion dragon bone into them, but that wasn’t the most pertinent thing at the time. The trolls themselves ranged from about six and a half to seven feet tall. I glanced at Dev. He had slipped on two knuckle-dusters (made of my special alloy) and was smiling an anticipatory smile that didn’t touch his eyes. It occurred to me that not one of the trolls were as big as he was and that it was probable that none of them had even a thousandth of the training we did.
Outnumbered two to one, we would mop the floor with them. And of course as my confidence peaked, four more of the blasted things circled in behind us.
I dropped out of my coat, rolled my sleeves up to the elbow, and pulled my blade from the back of my jeans. It didn’t make a sound as I flicked it open. I looked at Devin and asked as nonchalantly as I could manage. “Which four do you want?”
Oh, by the way, my name is Sir Godric Patronar, Knight of the Realm, Anointed Warrior, Master Blacksmith, General Smartass, and Heir Apparent to the Kingship of North America.
Thanks for coming by, everyone. I appreciate your visit and Andrew would love to hear from you either by email or comments below. Be sure to come back on Thursday when I interview Louisa Bacio about her current release, Bed of the Dead.
In other news, on my own Sizzling PR book tour, I’m being spotlighted and interviewed at Simply Ali’s blog today. Be sure to check it out. Don’t forget, there’s a Raffle Copter giveaway for the tour ($25 gift card to Amazon or B&N and copies of both my books).