Mary Ann: Hi, Travis!
Thanks for joining us on All Things Writing today.
Tell us a little
about yourself. How long have you been writing? What genre do you work the most
in?
Travis: I’m
twenty-two and I’ve been writing seriously for about two years now. I don’t
really pick genres, either when I’m reading or writing. I get ideas that come
to me and I start writing them. I don’t really ever stop to consider what genre
it is until I’m done and I need to classify it so that I can query it. It’s the
same way when I pick up books to read, I just look for a good story. I guess
I’m weird that way.
Your novel, Bridgeworld, is YA Science Fiction. How
did you come up with this storyline?
Who is your
publisher? How did you make that connection with them?
My publisher is Hydra Publications. I found their listing on
durotrope and sent them a query—along with a dozen or so other houses. I got
interest from several different houses, but Hydra was extremely straightforward
with me and seemed to be genuinely excited about the possibilities
“Bridgeworld” presented. I went with my gut on it and chose them. I couldn’t be
happier.
What's your take on
getting an agent? Do you currently have one?
It’s difficult. I got rejected about fifty times before I
decided to just go the small press route. I’ve been offered representation
since I’ve first been published, but the agents who have offered it have poor
track records—most of their clients are only signed with small presses so they
wouldn’t be able to offer me anything other than taking a share of my royalties
as I see it. I still query some legitimate agents with most of my projects, but
I’m in no hurry to sign with just anyone.
What do you think the
best promotional tool is for an author? Is it easier or harder to promote
science fiction to young adults?
I think the best tool is just getting out in your community.
I’ve gotten more fans and readers from doing book signings and going to
conventions than from anything else. It’s great to actually meet the people who
like your work and talk to them as well.
What's next for you
and where can our readers learn about you and/or purchase Bridgeworld?
Well writing is still just a hobby for me, but I would love
for it to become a career. I’ve sold
four novels since publishing “Bridgeworld” so it’s definitely something I love.
You can find out anything you want to know about me at www.TravisMcBee.com
and you can buy a copy at
Thanks for having me on!
Here's an excerpt
from Bridgeworld by Travis McBee! Enjoy!
Will’s birthday had
always been an eventful day. The town would break into a large scale
celebration with hotdogs grilling in every backyard and bands marching up and
down main street in a massive parade. When the sun fell the occasion would be
punctuated with the rolling thunder of fireworks which lit up the sky in
fluorescent flowers of brilliance. Yes Pleasant Valley did enjoy Will’s
birthday, because it also happened to be the Fourth of July.
“…Happy birthday to you!”
the chorus of voices finished. Will took a breath and held it for a second as
he made his private wish and then with a sudden burst of wind he released the
breath upon the fifteen candles that were staggered about the cake causing the
little flames to flicker and disappear on each one.
“What did you wish for
Will?” his mother asked from the other end of the dining room table. She asked
that same question every year.
“Can’t tell you that,”
Will replied as he always did when his mother asked but smiled none the less.
“Stop pitter pattering
around and cut the cake Will,” His father chuckled from his mother’s side, his
eyes yearning for the chocolate cake with the still smoking candles.
Will grabbed the knife
and slid it through the cake in clean, neat, strokes and ladled four pieces of
the sticky chocolate cake onto four milky white plates that his mom saved for
special occasions. He slid the plates around the table and only the etiquette
of birthday boy first kept the cake from being torn apart by his apparently
ravenous father. Abby flashed a smile of gratitude when he slid her a piece and
looked at it closely. Will picked up his fork and dipped a piece of the spongy
cake into his mouth. He closed his eyes and enjoyed the sweet ecstasy sweeping
across his tongue in moist waves of delight.
The entire table followed
suit with Abby and Mr. Haynes digging in with the most fervor. Abby had
developed a taste for Earth food and had yet to find something she didn’t like.
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