Kevin Brennan
What is your latest release and what genre is it? Yesterday Road (literary fiction/humor)
Quick description: In this “coming-of-old-age” tale, Jack Peckham finds himself on a journey into his distant past, helped along the way by Joe Easterday, a young man with Down syndrome, and Ida Pevely, a middle-aged waitress with her own mountain of regrets. Jack has a hundred grand in cash that he can’t explain, since he can’t remember yesterday much less forty years ago. Setting out from Northern California for “points east,” he gets lost, carjacked, abandoned, and arrested, but he’s always homing in on the one object of his inner drive — home. With humor and plenty of unexpected turns, Kevin Brennan’s second novel is a lyrical and poignant story of memory and identity, of how it is the whole of experience — pain and regret along with love and pleasure — that gives life its fullness. We all tow our histories behind us as we make our way down Yesterday Road.
Brief biography:
Kevin Brennan, author of Parts Unknown (William Morrow) has rung in the new year in Red Square, performed as a busker in the London Underground, wandered the California desert, and auditioned unsuccessfully for a chance at stardom on reality television. He and his wife live in Northern California.
Links to buy Kevin’s book:
Amazon Worldwide – eBook
Barnes & Noble – eBook
iTunes – eBook
Kobo – eBook
Smashwords – eBook
Kevin’s promo links:
Blog
Facebook
Twitter
email: kevinbrennan520 (at) gmail.com
Goodreads
Amazon author page
What are you working on now?
I’ll be publishing a new novel later in 2014, called Occasional Soulmates. It’s a bit of a departure for me, really — a literary/chick-lit story in the first person. But it’s more meta chick-lit, since my protagonist seems to be aware that she’s in her own relationship novel. Kevin did indeed publish this new novel and the update was featured here on Reading Recommendations.
Kevin’s reading recommendation:
I just finished reading The Good Son, a 1982 novel by Craig Nova. It utterly blew me away. Nova uses a number of first-person voices to examine a complicated father/son relationship in the ‘40s and ’50s, each voice carrying the character’s own slant and motives so that a fascinating mosaic emerges. I hadn’t heard of Nova until recently, but he’s been around a long time and deserves much more recognition.
Nice overview of Kevin.
Nicely done, and Kevin is a great writer. I’ve read both of his novels as well as a collection of short stories also available on Amazon and Smashwords.
Good interview and the next book sounds very intriguing!
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My pleasure!
You are relentless, Kevin, and so cute. BTW got an interesting out of the blue inquiry about the relationship between S Elkin and Wm Gass. I was made an agog, speechless worshiper of Gass (still am) when he was assigned to be my “mentor” at a writers’ workshop in my callow youth. I had written maybe 6 poems at that stage and he declared I was a ringer for Dame Edith Sitwell. Haha still haven’t recovered from the blow this was. This guy is a scholar. Elkin nut. May I introduce you?
Gosh, thanks, Margaret! Relentless? More like stubborn…
But do I understand you to wonder whether you can introduce me to Gass? Hummina hummina hummina.
Heck yeah! (Though I’m no scholar, I’ve always admired him. Almost applied to the MFA program at Washington U. back in the day, where I’d have rubbed up against him AND Elkin. “Regrets…I’ve had a few…”)
NO! You sweet knucklehead! You’re overworked. Or I wasn’t clear. To a scholar-researcher who is interested in the relationship between Elkin and Gass. Somebody like the rest of us hoi polio 🙂
I meant hoi poloi (peasants).
Kevin Brennan is nothing but a ragamuffin and a scruffy young tearaway! Sure, he’s a great writer and we should all read his books, but come on. Why encourage the scamp?
I took pity on him … 😉
I guess I can see that.
He needs rest. Perhaps cold compresses and soothing music.
Now that I’m not gonna meet Gass, I think I need a good martini…
Scruffy but benign…
You’re nuts. Somebody throw a net over this enervated man. I DID NOT offer to into you to him. He wouldn’t remember me, Dame Edith Sitwell or high water. But go ahead, have a martini anyway 😉