Author: Tracy DayPublisher: Dog Ear Publishing
ISBN: 1598584405
Category : Dogs
Languages : en
Pages : 98
Book Description
"Kadnohkka was born in a litter of thirteen Middle Eastern Silver Terriers, a breed of dog invented (and otherwise only known) by the Johnsons." Being a dog is hard. Being half-dog/half-human is even harder. And being Kadnohkka Grey is the hardest of all. As young Kadnohkka treks through the Dimensions to save his best friend, he and the half-girl/half-lionbird he travels with, Zabeth, are hunted down by the evil Nelson Noslen. Kadnohkka and Zabeth must rescue Kadnohkka's best friend Traz, stop Nelson from taking over the Lionbirdian Dimension, and learn to get along a little better. With Kadnohkka's father, Pixerius, known to many dogs as the Dog, and Zabeth, Kadnohkka can accomplish anything. Or can he? The pen starts here. Tracy Alexia Day was born in Georgia, now lives in Florida, and plans to move to Mars. She began writing when she was three, and since then has written and doodled on everything, including the desk cover in fourth grade. She started writing and illustrating The Silver Lining on her eleventh birthday. She records her own music as the Kadnohkkian Tadpole, and is in the band Metalflame (previously called The Two Toenails) with her nephew. Tracy enjoys writing songs and books, playing guitar, being with friends, and yelling random things at people in Kadnohkkian. She was born in August of 1994, making her a Leo and a Dog and a fire sign, which is a reason she wrote about a dog and a lionbird (a mythical animal she made up when she was 3). She lives with her family and is homeschooled. This is her first novel. Tracy and her family have a rat terrier, a betta, a catfish, a Shetland pony, a quarter horse, a mustang, and a colony of tadpoles, making a total of 6+ pets. Plus she has a skink named Ned running around in her bedroom, eating the bugs, and digesting the bugs. She has bought an air freshener. Tracy based Kadnohkka on her nephew and her dog. Her 7-year-old nephew, Thomas, has a wide range of subjects for comments by kids. Tracy's personal favorites: "The moon is made of cheese, so that means I'm not guilty ," "Crazy? Crazy? I was once crazy They put me in a room, a rubber room.." (continued infinitely), and "YOU GOT MY BRUISE WET AAAARGH ." As for her dog, actions speak louder than words. She translates T's barks. Speaking fluent Kadnohkkian/Wolf, Tracy is writing a Kadnohkkian/Wolf-English dictionary. Only a few people speak Kadnohkkian right now, and Tracy says, "It would be nice to walk up to a person and say 'Avey Se nu spaklE Kadnohkkian?' and have them say something other than, "What the heck'.'" She does not speak JavaScript or Klingon, nor does she know pi to a thousand places, but her dog does have a website, though, technically. As wacky as she is, Tracy can be normal. Sometimes. But being slightly abnormal is what she does best. She sings loudly, laughs at everything, gets down with the electric guitar, and, if there is no guitar available, gets down with an air guitar. The neighbors are getting used to it. She wrote this biography. (Which kind of makes it an autobiography.) P.S. She ignored most of the grammar rules her fifth grade teacher said "every good book has."
Author: Tracy Day