Hi, this is your friendly indie author, Lakisha Spletzer, welcoming you to today's special guest, RB Wood. I was thrilled to be able to host this author as he embarks on his blog tour. But today is all about the characters and thankfully, Symon Bryson, the main character of The Prodigal's Foole has agreed to grace us with an appearance. Sorry, RB!
I would like to invite to our humble abode, Symon Bryson, leading man and bad boy, at least to me, from The Prodigal's Foole, by RB Wood.
My name is Symon Bryon and I have a story to tell you.
“So what?” You might be asking yourself. “Everybody has a story to tell.”
My story is a little different from yours, would be my response. Let me start from the beginning.
Well, not quite the beginning, as that would involve diaper changing and breast milk. Besides, I don’t remember that stuff anyway.
And I guess ‘beginning’ is a bit deceiving as well, since my story really begins at the age of thirty.
When I was a kid, my parents were killed. Apparently right in front of me, but I don’t remember that either. Soon after that life-altering event, I was brought to the Church as an orphan. I lived and learned there, but it wasn’t your typical education.
See, I’m a practitioner. Of magic. And that’s what I was taught.
“But magic doesn’t exist!” you exclaim. And I’d tell you to stop interrupting. I’d also say that magic does indeed exist. It’s just that the Church has kept that little detail from you for a thousand years.
Anyway, for ten years I learned about magic--you know, spells, potions, that sort of thing. Then I, and my friends who were taught with me, went on our first big mission. And we made a cock-up of it.
And it was my fault.
So I left. I hid in Dublin, Ireland for a decade running a little pub and a few side ventures.
So, my story really starts after I received that telegram begging me to come back to Boston from my old mentor Monsignor Charles DuBarry.
Who the hell sends a telegram in this day and age?
Anyway.
I flew back to Boston to confront my old mentor. I had a really great speech prepared and everything. Unfortunately, by the time I got to my old home and school at St, Ignatius, Charles was gone. Kidnapped by a demon.
Well, I couldn’t tell the Monsignor off like I’d planned, so I did the next best thing. I teamed up with my old friends, including the first love of my life, to get him back.
This is my first interesting story. It’s about redemption, the fight of ‘Good vs. Evil,’ and the discovery that hiding from my destiny wasn’t one of my better decisions.
Plus, there are a couple of hot chicks and a motorcycle thrown in for giggles.
Enjoy. And one word of advice? Sometimes that noise your kid hears under the bed isn’t just their imagination. You should always check. And bring a baseball bat, just in case.
R.B. Wood is a technology consultant and a writer of Urban Fantasy, Science Fiction and quite frankly anything else that strikes his fancy. He is working on the follow up to The Prodigal’s Foole, as well as a Science Fiction trilogy and a collaborative comic book project. He is also host of The Word Count podcast.
He currently lives in Boston with his partner, Tina, his dog Jack, three cats and various other critters that visit from time to time.
Author Site: http://www.rbwood.com
Author Facebook page: http://www.facebook.com/rbwoodwriter
Author Podcast: (The Word Count): http://itunes.apple.com/podcast/the-word-count/id392550989
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