Character Interview with Callan from M Garrik's book VANISHED KNIGHT

Hi Callan! It's really great to have you here.

Callan: Hey. *Smiles* Thanks for inviting me over.

I hear you've been having trouble sleeping.

Callan: Oh. Yeah. *Grimaces.* It's a problem that's been going on for years... I get nightmares.

What kind of nightmares? Are they different every time or do they tend to repeat?

Callan: They never repeat exactly, but they're usually about a world my father had created when he told me stories at night.

Were his stories scary?

Callan: Not really. They were very... heroic. A lot like King Arthur and his knights. My dreams just... Make it all bloody and violent.

That's very interesting, that your older mind adds a fog of horror to your childhood memories. Any guess at why that is?

Callan: *Knowing for a fact that it's not her mind.* Uh...no idea.

Tell me about your dad.

Callan: *Soft smile as her posture relaxes.* He was the sweetest man you could ever meet. Like...he taught me how to pick locks when my mother wasn't looking, and always told me bed time stories. Even when I was eleven and pretending that I should have been too old to listen. *Smile becomes a sad one.* I'm glad he never believed me when I said as much.

Sounds like you have a lot of good memories about him and miss him a lot. How did he die?

Callan: *Tensing. Wipes her hands down her skirt.* No one's sure. Some people think it was me, but the police ruled that it would have been physically impossible for me to do so... *Looks away.*

That sounds really hard to have been accused of that. It must be heart wrenching to have people think that you could have been capable of hurting someone you love. You've been in the foster system since he and your mom died. What has that been like?

Callan: It's...Well it's... *Little laugh.* Let's just say "It's not fun." I'm a bit of a freak, so whenever I get noticed, a lot of trouble follows. *Little shiver.* So yeah, I've learned to blend a bit better. Which means things weren't as bad lately. Just...not a fan of the feeling like I get recycled every time I get re-assigned.

My mom was a foster kid so I understand that "recycled" feeling at least a little by proxy. What makes you say you're a freak though? Everyone is a little different. Surely you've had people tell you that's what makes you special?

Callan: Let's just say my brand of special is way too twisted for public consumption. *Averts her gaze.*

Maybe you just need to spend more time with people with more sophisticated palates. The public does tend to be a bit . . . sensitive to exotic flavors at times. But we'll move to a lighter topic. Do you have any hobbies?

Callan: *Smiles* Yeah I love horse riding. My parents taught me and we used to ride together often. Nowadays, I work at a club in London as a groom. They let me help with training too, every now and then.

That does sound relaxing. One last question. If you could stop your nightmares and have any dream you wanted, what would it be?

Callan: *Wistful smile* I wish I could see my parents again. *Snaps out of her reverie and offers more of a grin.* Thanks for having me over.

It was good to have you Callan. I hope you get a good night's rest :-)



If you want to read more about Callan's adventures and (I suspect) self discoveries, check out her book VANISHED KNIGHT.


The entity living inside Callan’s soul orphaned her at age eleven. By the time she’s sixteen, it’s ensured her being shunted from one foster family to another.

Her thirteenth foster assignment should be routine. Except... it's not. A psycho in medieval armor kidnaps her and she ends up in a magical world. There, she accidentally discovers a secret her parents had kept until the day they died.

Both actually came from this magical world, but left before Callan was born. To cover their tracks, they’d lied about everything. Even who they really were.

Driven to find out where she comes from, Callan’s trapped in a race for life and death. Walking away isn’t an option, but if she stays too long, the entity will find its next victim.

In this world where secrets are sacrosanct and grudges are remembered, finding the truth will be near impossible. Especially when Callan has her own homicidal little secret to deal with.

One with a taste for destroying her life.

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