Kyle Turner

Kyle Turner

Kyle was born on a Texan winter day that happened to be the day after some other guy’s birthday who has a real savior-complex, and honestly he has never recovered from it. He knows way too much about Canada for being a native Texan, and Kyle is a firm evangelist for abolishing pineapples from pizza.

His writing dreams include:

  • publishing literally anything that people want to spend money on
  • writing enough to quit my day job
  • speaking at local bookstores about writing and whatever I can convince someone to publish
  • Netflix calls, they’re finally ready to adapt my bestseller under my only stipulation—I am cast as the lovable best friend character
  • Naughty Dog Video Game Narrative Consultant

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Kyle can be heard on these podcasts:

Kyle would be thrilled to write anything close to these:

  • Brave New World by Aldous Huxley
  • The Heart’s Invisible Furies by John Boyne
  • Hunger Games Series by Suzanne Collins
  • The Philosopher’s Series by Tom Miller
  • The Kingkiller Chronicles by Patrick Rothfuss

Kyle can be seen on these Twitch streams:

  • The Last of Us Part II—a weekly stream where Kyle plays the PS4 bombshell, The Last of Us Part II, while Tracy and Erin King (of a whole bunch of podcasts fame, many of which can be found on the Scavengers Network) provide important commentary…and curse Kyle with unique punishments from a random number generator.
    • Streams on Wednesdays at 7:30pm central on Twitch
  • Undertale—a weekly stream where Tracy (of The Last Space fame) plays the PS4 game, Undertale, while Kyle creates ridiculous voices to give the characters.
    • Streams on Thursdays at 7:00pm central on Twitch
Latest Posts

Neptune’s Waters

I pulled the throttle back as we approached the edge of the ship channel. The momentum of the boat slowed letting the bow tip forward, cutting lower into the gulf’s waters. My hair fell over my forehead now that the speed-borne wind had stopped holding it back.

But a Dream Within a Dream

Ice clogged his veins. His heart pumped fruitlessly in fear as wings swarmed his head; talons latching into his skin summoned blood to the surface. He swung his arms, desperate to stop the pain. His legs carried him away, hoping to escape.

The Society #3

Loud and even bass notes punched Jesse’s bones, invigorating them rather than adding to their weariness. Just walking into the North Gate bar district allowed him to enjoy a new frame of mind. One that wasn’t focused on eating a dozen eggs or moving a feather across a room. Now Jesse got to participate in a youth tradition that stretched back centuries among various cultures.

One Wish

“Look, I don’t know what to tell you,” the genie sighed, “All those people got one wish from me. You know how your kind are. One guy says I granted one wish. The next guy decides he got two out of me. Suddenly, I’m supposed to be throwing out bundles of wishes like they are on sale.”


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