Thursday, November 15, 2012

Matt Archer Monster Hunter by Kendra Highley: Character Interview, Review, Excerpt : RABT Tour Stop



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Young Adult
Title: Matt Archer: Monster Hunter
Author - Kendra C. Highley
Date to be Published: October 19, 2012


Matt Archer, an ordinary freshman living in Montana, discovers something unusual on a camping trip with his uncle. Monsters are real. And living in his backyard.
But that's not the half of it...throw in a mystical knife, a covert military unit of soldiers dedicated to eliminating walking nightmares, and a prophecy about a dark war, and Matt finds himself in a job he never imagined: monster hunter.
All this insanity will leave him wondering which is tougher--killing monsters, or asking Ella Mitchell for a date.

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     I watched the creature’s shadow get bigger and bigger as it headed my way. It didn’t creep. It didn’t barrel toward me. It strolled, like it wasn’t the least bit worried about what it would find inside the tent. Terrified or not, something about its arrogance filled me with cold fury. My muscles burned and my heart beat double-time; I probably didn't have a prayer, but I wasn't going down without a fight. I sure as hell wasn’t going to sit by and let this thing kill my uncle.
Uncle Mike usually brought a rifle with him, just in case we met a bear, and he’d made sure I could use it. I dug around in our bags, throwing clothes everywhere, but the rifle wasn’t in the tent. The only thing I came up with was a wicked-looking knife with a smooth bone handle. I pulled it out of the leather sheath, shocked by its weight. It was much heavier than it looked and my fingers buzzed, like the knife was vibrating in my hand. I must’ve been shaking really hard.
I gripped the handle of the knife, hoping I didn’t end up stabbing myself by accident. The blade was longer than most hunting-knives I’d ever used—maybe eight or nine inches—and honed to a sharp edge. I had no idea where Mike would buy something like this, but one thing was for sure: no one would want to be on the receiving end of this weapon. It looked like it could gut a buffalo.
The creature walked the perimeter of the tent, brushing up against the nylon, and a rancid scent wafted through the walls. I gagged and threw up a little in my mouth. The stench reminded me of how the vent in my room smelled after my guinea pig got loose and bought the farm in the air duct. Seriously freaked out, I held still, clutching the knife so hard my knuckles ached. I was planning to let the beast stalk around outside as long as it wanted. One thing Mike taught me during paintball was to make your target do the work. If you could be patient, you’d get the better strike, and I’d only have one shot.
The beast paused and I took a gulp of cold air, knowing I wouldn’t have to wait much longer. With a blur of claws, dark fur and sharp teeth, the thing crashed into the tent, ripping the nylon with one slash. I didn’t have time to think or even get a good look at it. When it pounced on top of me, I thrust the blade into its stomach and twisted. The handle burned in my hand, glowing a faint green.
The beast howled and struggled against me, until I thought I’d drown in the reek of its fur. Somehow, I squirmed out from underneath it just before it collapsed on the floor of the tent. Once it was down, I stabbed it in the back, over and over, swearing at the top of my lungs. Some kind of red-rage took control, and I didn’t stop slashing until the thing shuddered and was still.
In the quiet, I fell to my knees, shaking all over.
When I could finally breathe without wheezing, I gathered up the last shreds of my courage and found our lantern in the wreckage. Scared pissless or not, I wanted to see what attacked me. Squaring my shoulders, I turned on the light.
Then bit my own tongue trying to hold back a scream.
The creature was misshapen, with a huge head, pointy ears and narrow snout, and it had to be at least eight feet tall. Teeth like tusks protruded from its lower jaw. It had brown fur like a grizzly’s and its paws looked like a bear’s too, except bigger, with those brutal, velociraptor claws. If that wasn’t weird enough, the thing’s arms and legs were long, like a man’s. It was like some mad scientist threw a bunch of DNA into a blender and this is what came out.
What the heck could it be? Was it some kind of alien? A scientific experiment gone horribly wrong? Did we have a Dr. Frankenstein living in Billings? Seriously, the creature looked like a resurrected Wookiee made from spare parts.
Utterly creeped out, I pulled the knife out of the beast’s back and dropped it on the ground. My hands had blood on them, dark stains glistening in the moonlight, and now that I wasn’t fighting for my life, I shivered, half-freezing and clueless about what to do next.


My Review

5 Stars


This is a YA action book that I enjoyed every minute of.  Matt’s a likeable teen with a seemingly ordinary life until, on a camping trip,  something attacks, almost killing his uncle. It is a monster, a ferocious creature that resembles a bear, at first glance, but is not.  This experience opens up a whole new life for young Matt.  At times humorous, and at times touching, this well-envisioned story pulses with its own unique rhythm and flow.  Matt’s voice in this is youthful, but articulate.  He is young man suddenly saddled with a new vocation – Monsters are real and they are gaining an indisputable foothold. Matt and the other characters take on distinctive personalities and traits as more details - background, and speculation - are artfully unveiled.

Pure, fun-to-read, escapist fantasy, this book captured my interest immediately and kept me entertained until the last sentence.  I am looking forward to more adventures with Matt Archer, Monster Hunter. 

Reviewed by Laurie-J

Character Interview with Matt Archer

Today I'm thrilled to have the young protagonist, Matt Archer, here with me.  So let's get started with the questions! Where do you dream of traveling to and why?

Well, I used to dream of traveling to a lot of places, but since I got drafted into the monster program, I’ve been shipped all over the world. Lately, my idea of a good vacation is a ski resort near my hometown. Someplace no one could find me. Except…dang it, I have a sat-phone, so there really isn’t anywhere I could go and not be found. Vacations are kind of the back burner right now, anyway. Sucks, but that’s how it is.

Tell us about your family.


My family is pretty basic, really. My mom’s a trial lawyer, my sister, Mamie, is a brain who still wears her hair in pigtails even though she’s a sophomore (and she’s my favorite person in the house), my brother, Brent, is a jock, and I’m the youngest. My dad skipped out before I was born, and we don’t hear from him much. Not that I’m bitter or anything…luckily, my mom’s brother is around. Uncle Mike is the coolest guy I know. He was a Green Beret, and…um, I can’t tell you the rest. Classified. Sorry.

What was the scariest moment of your life?


I used to think it was when the monster attacked Uncle Mike and I on our camp out. But now I know more…and I think the worst is yet to come.


As a child, what did you want to be when you grew up?


This sounds stupid, but when I was little, I wanted to grow up and be my Uncle Mike. Funny how things work out sometimes. Still, I think I want to stay in the Army. Maybe as an Army surgeon or something. It’d be nice to spend time patching people up instead of wreaking havoc.

What songs are most played on your Ipod?


Hmm, there are a lot, but if I had to choose just a couple:


The Only One by Evanescence

What I’ve Done by Linkin Park


Hero by Skillet

Dirty Paws by Of Monsters and Men


What do you do to unwind and relax?


Hang out with my best friend, Will. We play video games and air hockey at his place, mostly. Neither of us gets much down time these days, though.

Who should play you in a film? 


My sister just whispered, “Liam Hemsworth.” She has a crush, I think.


What would we find under your bed?


Heh, not monsters, that’s for dang sure. Um…probably dust bunnies, a lost sock or two and a magazine I hope to God my mom never finds.

What makes you happy?

*Checks to make sure Mamie left the room* When Ella Mitchell smiles at me. Doesn’t happen often, but when it does? Oh, yeah.

What one word best describes you?

Tenacious. It was a vocabulary word last week, so I totally know what it means and it describes me pretty well.


Is there a piece of advice that you have received that has really stuck with you? If so, what was it?


My fighting instructor, Lieutenant Johnson, gave me a lot of great advice. The best was how to use your opponents against themselves if you had to fight more than one at a time. The advice was meant for monster-hunting, but it applies just as well to the asshat bullies at school. They won’t mess with me again. 

Kendra C. Highley lives in north Texas with her husband and two children. She also serves as staff to two self-important and high-powered cats. This, according to the cats, is her most important job.

Kendra believes chocolate is a basic human right, running a 10k is harder than it sounds, and that everyone should learn to drive a stick-shift. She loves monsters, vacations, baking and listening to bad electronica.

More information about the Matt Archer universe, works in progress and the nature of the Higgs Boson* can be found at

(*Yeah…not really. We’ll let the scientists handle that part.) 

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1 comment:

Amanda Ray said...

This sounds like a book my son will love!