..........About
Some authors probably get a really smart, witty and short-winded writer to jot down a few notes about
their life and times, slap it onto a website and call it good. Unfortunately, I'm so poor that I can't hire
anyone to write for me yet, so I suppose I'll have to take care of this myself.
My name is Kendra L. Saunders and I was born in the very hot landscape of east Texas to
transplanted-Yankee parents. I spent years in the suburbs of Dallas/Fort Worth where it was too hot and
too dangerous to play outside or explore. Instead, I learned the joy of reading books, making up stories to
tell my parents and dreaming about exotic far off places like the rainforests of South America. By the age
of seven I had already decided I wanted to be an author of novels. In second grade my school asked the
students to dress up as what they wanted to be when they grew up, for Halloween. Amid ballerinas,
astronauts, doctors and marine biologists, I walked into school wearing my dressiest suit, carrying a
briefcase in one hand and papers in the other. As if that wasn't weird enough, my first story assignment
was about a woman sailing far from home. My teacher remarked I was the only student she'd seen that
wrote about an adult.
I've stuck to that dream and that formula for all these years (though the briefcase has since disappeared).
I've written a handful of finished novels, a collection of poetry and am hard at work on several new
novels. I carry ugly notebooks with me at all times (they should be ugly. Who wants to carry around a
pretty notebook, when it will just be splashed upon, written in, abused, tossed around, torn and sat on?)
and keep a running commentary on my life, times and strange mind. I've lived in Texas, New Hampshire,
Idaho and Wisconsin and have seen most of the states at one point or another; currently I call New
Hampshire home and find inspiration in the lakes, rives, mountains, sunsets and white birch trees of this
state.
Musicality and lyrics are some of my greatest creative inspirations and I'm perhaps the least musical music
lover in the world. I love and understand and feel and speak music but don't seem to be able to make it for
the life of me. A lyrical style of writing is what I strive for... (that and loads of beautiful, complex, layered
and emotional albums on vinyl.)
Creative influences:
Neil Gaiman, Sting, Ray Bradbury, Eoin Colfer, Stevie Nicks, David Gray, Thom Yorke/Radiohead,
Andrew Bird, Chris Martin/Coldplay, Muse, Baz Luhrmann, Tim Burton, David Fincher, Mark Knopfler,
Florence & the Machine, Edward Norton, Johnny Depp, Tilda Swinton, Ewan McGregor, Jane Austen,
Lady Gaga, IAMX, Enya, Douglas Adams, Bryan Adams, Tom Hiddleston, M. Ward, Roma and Nicky
Ryan, "Phantom of the Opera", "Finding Neverland", "Edward Scissorhands", "Dear Frankie", Fight Club,
The Time Traveler's Wife, The Wainscott Weasel, Zen in the Art of Writing, Howl's Moving Castle,....
Some authors probably get a really smart, witty and short-winded writer to jot down a few notes about
their life and times, slap it onto a website and call it good. Unfortunately, I'm so poor that I can't hire
anyone to write for me yet, so I suppose I'll have to take care of this myself.
My name is Kendra L. Saunders and I was born in the very hot landscape of east Texas to
transplanted-Yankee parents. I spent years in the suburbs of Dallas/Fort Worth where it was too hot and
too dangerous to play outside or explore. Instead, I learned the joy of reading books, making up stories to
tell my parents and dreaming about exotic far off places like the rainforests of South America. By the age
of seven I had already decided I wanted to be an author of novels. In second grade my school asked the
students to dress up as what they wanted to be when they grew up, for Halloween. Amid ballerinas,
astronauts, doctors and marine biologists, I walked into school wearing my dressiest suit, carrying a
briefcase in one hand and papers in the other. As if that wasn't weird enough, my first story assignment
was about a woman sailing far from home. My teacher remarked I was the only student she'd seen that
wrote about an adult.
I've stuck to that dream and that formula for all these years (though the briefcase has since disappeared).
I've written a handful of finished novels, a collection of poetry and am hard at work on several new
novels. I carry ugly notebooks with me at all times (they should be ugly. Who wants to carry around a
pretty notebook, when it will just be splashed upon, written in, abused, tossed around, torn and sat on?)
and keep a running commentary on my life, times and strange mind. I've lived in Texas, New Hampshire,
Idaho and Wisconsin and have seen most of the states at one point or another; currently I call New
Hampshire home and find inspiration in the lakes, rives, mountains, sunsets and white birch trees of this
state.
Musicality and lyrics are some of my greatest creative inspirations and I'm perhaps the least musical music
lover in the world. I love and understand and feel and speak music but don't seem to be able to make it for
the life of me. A lyrical style of writing is what I strive for... (that and loads of beautiful, complex, layered
and emotional albums on vinyl.)
Creative influences:
Neil Gaiman, Sting, Ray Bradbury, Eoin Colfer, Stevie Nicks, David Gray, Thom Yorke/Radiohead,
Andrew Bird, Chris Martin/Coldplay, Muse, Baz Luhrmann, Tim Burton, David Fincher, Mark Knopfler,
Florence & the Machine, Edward Norton, Johnny Depp, Tilda Swinton, Ewan McGregor, Jane Austen,
Lady Gaga, IAMX, Enya, Douglas Adams, Bryan Adams, Tom Hiddleston, M. Ward, Roma and Nicky
Ryan, "Phantom of the Opera", "Finding Neverland", "Edward Scissorhands", "Dear Frankie", Fight Club,
The Time Traveler's Wife, The Wainscott Weasel, Zen in the Art of Writing, Howl's Moving Castle,....
