Welcome author KC Sprayberry!
KC's latest novel, Canoples Investigations Tackles Space Pirates is available now! In honor of this momentous occasion, she and her cast has stopped by to give us all the down low.
Sally Wild of Inside Galaxy is nervous. Sweat beads her forehead. All of her fingers tap a nerve-wracking beat on the table. She stares at the approval ratings for this show and is sick to her stomach. The live feed is abysmal. She has to do something, fix this, so her boss doesn’t yell at her.
To her dismay, Carl
Wills returns and straddles the same chair.
Carl: Terry said to tell you that he was on his way. A girl wouldn’t
let him go just yet.
Sally: Your interview is finished. Go along, little boy.
Carl: Nah, I think I’ll stick around and see how you handle Terry. This will be good.
Sally: Oh, Inside Galaxy listeners, we are about to corner Terry Ashley with Carl Wills, in our continuing interview with those children from Canoples Investigations. Let me tell you, there is something terribly wrong with this station, if these children had to take on those nasty space pirates.
Terry: Excuse me, sorry I’m late.
Sally, in a conspiratorial whisper: This child is fat! And he has the most awful concoction on his tray. He and Carl are about to eat. How can they put that trash into their mouths? Let’s go find out.
A break while the camera follows Sally powders her nose.
Sally: Is this what Canoples Investigations eats now that Gut
Buster pizzas have been proven to be fattening?
Carl: Watch it, Terry. She’ll twist your words.
Sally: We’ve done our interview, Carl. I’d appreciate it if you let Terry answer when I’m talking to him.
Terry: This? It’s the Chili Cheese Everything lunch special. Big bowl of chili, monster pile of cheese, and every topping in the universe. We use this for energy.
Sally: But doesn’t that unhealthy
food put fat on you. I mean more fat than you already carry.
Carl: Back off, Sally. Terry doesn’t like anyone calling him fat.
Terry: Chill, Carl. She’ll learn. Besides, I haven’t sat on anyone for a couple of months. Hey, Sally. That’s your name. Right?
Sally: Yes, my name is Sally. Has your brain suffered from all of this junk you eat?
Terry: First off, I’m not fat. All muscle. (He flexes a muscle) Second, our interview is supposed to be about the space pirates, not teen eating habits. See, we get to eat junk. It helps us stay energized.
Sally: It helps you stay something. I’ll have to figure that out some other time. So, Terry, what was your part in capturing the space pirates? Did you pilot one of the flitters to Jupiter?
Terry: That’s still classified information. Chief Pelham told us we couldn’t talk about that because of the trial next week.
Sally: Are you sure the chief isn’t trying to cover up his own incompetence?
Terry: Chief Pelham incompetent? (Laughs) Not on your best day. He’s the best security chief Canoples has ever had. Nah. He’s not incompetent at all. The chief is only trying to make sure there are no problems at the trial.
Sally: So, you were doing what while your friends were in trouble on Jupiter? Having a Gut Buster? Or some of this Chili Cheese Everything?
Terry: Boy, do you have it wrong. The promenade was closed until a week ago, Sally. Because of the space pirate attack. They blew out the porthole. Canoples Investigations helped everyone evacuate. That was when things got nuts.
Sally: So, where were you when your friends were in trouble? Crying because you couldn’t get any food?
Terry glances at Carl: She’s trying to start a fight. Isn’t she?
Carl: Sure sounds that way. Wanna jet?
Terry: Yeah. Sounds good. I’m not going to answer any more questions, reporter lady who is pretty dumb.
Sally: Those awful boys just ran away and left their mess on the table. That’s a violation. I’m going to find security, if anyone from that inept organization is around. Those boys will spend a week on Fomalhaut and pay a massive fine if I have my…Oh! BD Bradford is with his friends. I’m not supposed to interview him yet, but if that girl, Cassie, isn’t here soon, I might have to go without her. She is rather unreliable. But first, another one of this silly advertisements.
Canoples
Investigations Tackles Space Pirates
Available
now!
Excerpt:
Five
flitters arrow around the massive tetra-flex porthole giving everyone a view of
Jupiter and her moons. These are ships capable of seating two to four people
for station-to-planet hops. The largest thing in sight, Io, is in synchronous
orbit between the station and Jupiter.
Blurb:
The
biggest worry on BD Bradford's mind is scoring enough creds to snatch a copy of
the latest vid-game. He's set on getting his girl to stop glaring at him, until
Space Pirates make their presence known. Thrown into a day without end, BD and
his team can't do anything right, until faced with an impossible situation.
Book Trailer:
Bio:
Born and raised in Southern California’s Los Angeles basin,
K.C. Sprayberry spent years traveling the United States and Europe while in the
Air Force before settling in Northwest Georgia. A new empty nester with her
husband of more than twenty years, she spends her days figuring out new ways to
torment her characters and coming up with new tales from the South and beyond.
She’s a multi-genre author who comes up with ideas from the
strangest sources. Some of her short stories have appeared in anthologies,
others in magazines. Three of her books (Softly Say Goodbye, Who Am I?, and
Mama’s Advice) are Amazon best sellers. Her other books are: Take Chances,
Where U @, The Wrong One, Pony Dreams, Evil Eyes, Inits, and Starlight.
Additionally, she has shorts available on Amazon: Grace, Secret From the
Flames, Family Curse … Times Two, and The Ghost Catcher.
Author Links:
Twitter:
https://twitter.com/kcsowriter
Website:
www.kcsprayberry.com
Pinterest:
http://pinterest.com/kcsprayberry/boards/
Book Links:
Barnes & Noble: http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/canoples-investigation-tackles-space-pirates-kc-sprayberry/1120132536?ean=2940150335349
Smashwords: https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/458915
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