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Man Made Boy blog tour


Welcome to the Mad Made Boy blog tour! The son of Frankenstein’s Monster and his Bride, 16-year-old Boy has lived his whole life in a secret enclave of monsters hidden beneath a Broadway theater, until he runs away from home after he unwittingly unleashes a sentient computer virus on the world. Together with the granddaughter(s) of Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde, Boy embarks on a journey across the country to L.A. But Boy can only hide from his demons for so long…

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Mary, Mary, Quite Contrary

Frankenstein is one of the most enduring classics of gothic horror and considered by many to be the first science fiction novel. Most people know it was written by a woman named Mary Shelley. But not a lot of people realize she wrote it when she was only 19 years old. How could someone so young write something at once so dark and revolutionary? Or as Lord Byron puts it in the prologue to the 1935 film Bride of Frankenstein:

“Can you believe that bland and lovely brow conceived of Frankenstein, a Monster created from cadavers out of rifled graves? Isn’t it astonishing?”

That scene always cracks me up. Partly because the actor playing Byron has the most ridiculous “upper class” British accent I’ve ever heard. But also because all three of them, Mary Shelley, her husband Percy Shelley, and their friend, Lord Byron, are played as these fussy, uptight, English nobles.

The reality was quite different.

We will never really know the true story of Mary Shelley’s life. That’s because when she was older, Mary burned many of the journals and letters from her youth. Nobody really knows why, although it’s likely that she was trying to avoid yet another blackmail attempt. She didn’t burn everything, thankfully. We do have a few of her journals and letters. But to fill in the many gaps, we have to rely on the journals and letters of other people who knew her or knew of her, which amounts to little more than gossip. And there was a lot of gossip.

Mary’s father was an outspoken atheist philosopher and her mother was an outspoken feminist writer. Her mother died shortly after giving birth to her, leaving her father to raise Mary and her half-sister Fanny. To commemorate his wife’s death, he published her personal memoirs and was surprised when people reacted negatively to the sexual content the memoirs contained. It took him a few years, but he eventually remarried and Mary gained a step-sister named Claire.

When Mary was seventeen, a twenty-one year old activist/poet named Percy Shelley started to visit the house. At first he came because Mary’s father was a hero of his. But soon he started coming because of Mary. By all accounts, Percy was a real charmer and a brilliant poet, so it’s no surprise that Mary was interested in him, too. One problem, Percy was already married with two kids. When Mary’s father found out what was going on, he forbid them from seeing each other. That didn’t stop them, of course. They met secretly at night at her mother’s grave, read poetry to each other, and made out. Because yeah.

But that wasn’t enough for them. Soon after, they decided to run away to Paris, taking Mary’s stepsister, Claire, with them. The three wandered around Europe for a while. Mary got pregnant, but the baby girl was born premature and died after only a week or so. Percy was a big fan of free love and there are suggestions that he started hooking up with Claire somewhere in there. He certainly encouraged Mary to hook up with an old college buddy of his, although there is no evidence that she ever did. Then Mary’s half-sister, Fanny, committed suicide. And shortly after that, Percy’s wife committed suicide. Percy tried to take custody of his two children. He and Mary even got married so they would look more “respectable”. But his dead wife’s parents took him to court and won full custody from him. To escape it all, Mary, Percy, and Claire decided to run away to mainland Europe again.

In Switzerland they met the infamous Lord Byron, described by Lady Caroline Lamb as “mad, bad, and dangerous to know.” Possibly the most famous poet of his day, he was the closest thing the early 19th century had to a rock star. The Shelleys and Claire hung out at a lake house in Geneva with Byron and his “personal physician”, John Polidori, for the summer. A lot of sailing, reading, drinking, and drug use ensued. There’s no way of knowing who hooked up with whom that summer, but one thing is certain, by the end of it, Claire was pregnant with Byron’s child.

That summer spawned two other creations as well. Byron would sometimes entertain his guests by reading gothic horror stories to them while they all got high on laudanum. One night Byron proposed a contest to see who could write the best gothic horror story. Out of that contest came John Polidori’s The Vampyre, which was the first appearance of a vampire in English prose, and at the age of nineteen, Mary’s first novel, Frankenstein.

This post is already overly long, so I won’t go into everything that came after that fateful summer, but just to give you a taste (spoilers!), by the time she was twenty-five, Mary had buried three children and her husband. So I think we can safely say that Mary Shelley’s brow may have been bland, but her life certainly wasn’t.

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Mad Made Boy Synopsis

Sixteen-year-old Boy’s father is Frankenstein’s monster and his mother is the Bride. A hacker and tech geek, Boy has lived his whole life in a secret enclave of monsters hidden beneath a Broadway theater, until he runs away from home. Now, the boy who’s never set foot outside embarks on a madcap road trip with the granddaughters of Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde that takes him deep into the heart of America. Along the way, Boy falls in love, comes to terms with his unusual family, and learns what it really means to be a monster—and a man.

About Jon Skovron

Jon Skovron is the author of STRUTS & FRETS and MISFIT. Visit him at jonskovron.com.

Introducing Swoon Reads

Are you a fan of romance? Then you need to know about Swoon Reads, a new website, community, and publishing imprint dedicated to all things romantic and swoony!


So what exactly is Swoon Reads? In their own words...

Fall in love with falling in love.

Swoon Reads is a teen romance imprint publishing under Feiwel and Friends, an imprint of Macmillan.

Swoon Reads is dedicated to publishing books that capture the intensity of teen love. More than an imprint, Swoon Reads is a community – one whose members are included in every step of the publishing process. We open the doors for writers and readers to discover the best, most Swoon-worthy teen romance novels and make their voices heard. Together, we publish love stories you will want to read over and over again.

So if you love reading romance, writing it, or both, then Swoon Reads is the place for you!

Since I'm so excited about this new venture, I interviewed Jean Feiwel, the driving force behind it!

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Swoon Reads is all about the romance. What elements, if any, do you think are necessary to make a great romance, and why?
My unoriginal definition is partly derived from the great romance writer, Jennifer Cruisie, and a RWA panel from some years ago. A great romance is a love story with an emotionally satisfying ending.

What do you think about novels where romance is not a central feature or present at all?
I am an avid reader of books of all kinds. But books without romance don't have a place on Swoon Reads.

And now for a fun question! Out of all the swoonworthy boys in the books you’ve worked on, which three do you swoon for the most?
Wolf in Marissa Meyer's Scarlet; The Darkling in Leigh Bardugo's Shadow and Bone; and Galen in Anna Bank's Of Poseidon.

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So what are you waiting for? Head over to Swoon Reads and start swooning!

Visit Swoon Reads: http://www.swoonreads.com/
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Counting by 7s blog tour


Welcome to the Counting by 7s blog tour! Willow Chance is a 12-year-old genius who finds it comforting to count by 7s. She’s never really connected with anyone other than her parents, but when they both die in a car crash, she’s left completely alone. We asked author Holly Goldberg Sloan to share her 7s – from the seven favorite books to seven things her fridge can’t do without, follow Holly on Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays as she counts her own 7s.

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7 times I was really afraid

1. When I was in junior high school we went on campus at the University of Oregon to a screening of NIGHT OF THE LIVING DEAD. Afterwards, we walked home in the dark, passing by the old pioneer cemetery. I'm surprised that I'm alive today.

2. I went to high school in Istanbul, Turkey and we were on a very crowded ferry when a fight broke out between two men. People were yelling and it was all in a language I couldn't understand. I did, however, understand that a fight between two people is not like what you see in the movies or on television. This was a lot messier and very frightening, not just for the fighters, but for all of us.

3. I was in a car accident when I was twenty-three years old and a large sedan drove straight into my car when I was sitting waiting for a stoplight to change. In the ambulance on the way to the hospital I told the medic that I was going to go to sleep. He slapped me across the face and said "Not on my watch." I found out when I got to the E.R. that they thought I was slipping into a coma. I'm not sure to this day if I was just sleepy, or if it was something worse about to happen.

4. When I was 42 years old, I was bit in the face by a baby alligator. It got me right in the nose and I have a photo of the whole mishap. Right after the bite, just before the alligator was pulled off my face, I was certain that I no longer had a nose. That was a scary thought.

5. My family once got lost in the woods. We were on a hike and no one thought to bring a compass. The trail that we were on disappeared and suddenly we were just walking. And walking. After several hours we came upon a bandana. I'd been wearing it earlier in the day. That's when we realized we'd gone in a complete circle. And that's when we knew that we were really lost.

6. When I was ten years old my family made an attempt to all learn to ski. By my third day I was up on the chairlift. But I had trouble getting on because I was small. Late in the day it was my turn to go up. For some reason there weren't any adults with me. I made it half on and half off, but I didn't want to ask for help. I gripped the center pole and tried to hold on. They didn't have any bars back then that came down in front of you. The chairlift rose up into the air and when I was about fifteen feet up off the ground I fell. I landed in a big snow pile. They stopped the chairlift and everyone ran to me. I remember more than anything else that whistles started blowing. I guess for the ski patrol. Needless to say, I have never been much of a skier.

7. I once found a scorpion in my shoe. I was just getting ready to put it on. Now that was scary.

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Counting by 7s Synopsis:

In the tradition of Out of My Mind, Wonder, and Mockingbird, this is an intensely moving middle grade novel about being an outsider, coping with loss, and discovering the true meaning of family.

Willow Chance is a twelve-year-old genius, obsessed with nature and diagnosing medical conditions, who finds it comforting to count by 7s. It has never been easy for her to connect with anyone other than her adoptive parents, but that hasn't kept her from leading a quietly happy life . . . until now.

Suddenly Willow's world is tragically changed when her parents both die in a car crash, leaving her alone in a baffling world. The triumph of this book is that it is not a tragedy. This extraordinarily odd, but extraordinarily endearing, girl manages to push through her grief. Her journey to find a fascinatingly diverse and fully believable surrogate family is a joy and a revelation to read.

About Holly Goldberg Sloan:

Holly Goldberg Sloan was born in Ann Arbor, Michigan, and spent her childhood living in California, the Netherlands, Istanbul, Washington, DC, and Oregon. She has written and directed a number of successful family feature films. The mother of two sons, Holly lives with her husband in Santa Monica, California. I'll Be There was her debut novel (she earlier had written a middle reader book called Keeper).

Follow along the Counting by 7s blog tour to read all seven of Holly’s posts.

9/2: Live To Read
9/4: To Read, or Not To Read
9/6: I Am A Reader, Not A Writer
9/9: Making the Grade
9/11: There's A Book
9/13: Abby the Librarian
9/16: The Book Muncher

Confessions and Clues Week


There have been a string of murders on the Upper West Side in NYC. A killer is on the loose targeting private school girls, and while the police look for all the right answers in all the wrong places, Tandy Angel is determined to uncover who is really responsible. Tandy has shared these five clues that hint at who the killer may be.

But what is going on in Tandy’s mind as she tracks the footsteps of a killer? Here is one of Tandy’s true CONFESSIONS, an inside look at her thoughts and feelings.

To piece together the full story and get an inside look at this thrilling story, you’ll have to pick up a copy of Confessions: The Private School Murders, on-sale October 7th however books are sold.

And don't forget to check out today's Clue at My Shelf Confessions.
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Tandy Angel, mastermind determined to track down a serial killer targeting private school girls on the Upper West Side, has more than just murder on the mind. Amongst the drama around her, she dreams of her long lost love James Rampling who has gone missing…will the two ever be reunited?


“That might be the worst fear of all—that I'll never get to experience true love again. The very thought makes my stomach clench, my heart pound, and my mind race.

-Confessions: The Private School Murders (page 12)

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CONTEST CLOSED

(1) lucky winner will receive Confessions of a Murder Suspect and Confessions: The Private School Murders by James Patterson and Maxine Paetro, a journal, and a custom t-shirt
courtesy of Little, Brown



Other details:
  • US/Canadian mailing addresses only.
  • Contest ends 9/20/13, at 9 p.m. EST.
Remember, you must complete the form to be entered, and only one form submission per person will be counted. If you have any questions about this contest, see my contest policy, or contact me and ask away.

The Key & The Flame blog tour



A warm welcome to the lovely Claire M. Caterer, whose middle grade novel The Key & The Flame released just last week! 

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Four Things I’ve Learned About Publishing

First of all, let me say thank you to Rachael Stein for hosting me today on The Book Muncher! She asked me to talk a bit about the publication experience today, which turned out to have a few surprises. Here are the four truths about the biz that I’ve learned on my publication journey.

1. Publishing is really slow.

Years ago, I dreamed that someday I’d get the Call from an editor, we’d work on my brilliant manuscript, and within six months, my book would be on the bookstore shelves.

Not so.

Between finished manuscript and bound book, it was 3 years and 4 months—10 months to find an agent, another 10 months of revisions with him, 2 months to get the Call, and 18 months from there to bound book. And I’ve heard it taking longer than that—much.

2. They get excited about your work.

This should have been obvious, but I was unprepared for how pumped my editor was about my book, talking about my characters as if they were real people. When I had lunch with her, she uttered a very un-kid-friendly expletive about how gorgeous the cover was. Maybe publishers of adult lit are jaded; I don’t know. But kidlit pub folks really love books.

3. Promotion costs money and time.

I knew I would be responsible for a lot of the promotion for my book. But I didn’t realize how much time and money that would entail. A professionally designed website, printed bookmarks, travel to conferences or book festivals, swag and other items for giveaways—these are costly. But the time it takes to organize and purchase it all is enormous. I don’t do nearly as much blogging, Tweeting, and Facebooking as some authors I know, and yet I have spent nearly as much time on promotion as I have on writing.

4. A network is essential.

Meeting people is hard for me. That’s why I stay in my room and talk to imaginary people on paper all day. But in a fit of writerly enthusiasm, I joined the Lucky 13s, a network of kidlit/YA authors debuting in 2013. The writer’s life is a lonely one, and when you’re pubbing for the first time, the journey is bewildering. No matter how supportive your mom or spouse or dog can be, they won’t really understand what you’re going through the way another writer can. From advice on writing, revisions, web design, book trailers, and changing agents to just offering a shoulder to cry on when it’s all going to pot, the Luckies cover it all. This road would have been so much harder to travel without them.

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CONTEST CLOSED

And now for a contest! Claire is offering a giveaway of a Fab Bag o' Swag with signed bookplates, stickers, tasseled bookmarks, and a charm bracelet to (1) lucky winner!



Other details:
  • US mailing addresses only.
  • Contest ends 4/15/13, at 9 p.m. EST.
Remember, you must complete the form to be entered, and only one form submission per person will be counted. If you have any questions about this contest, see my contest policy, or contact me and ask away.

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The blog tour continues tomorrow at GreenBeanTeenQueen, where Claire will talk about how one city’s library was her anchor during the early writing years. Get the full blog tour schedule right here.

Cinders & Sapphires blog tour


Have you been imagining what it would be like to be in the midst of Leila Rasheed's new book, Cinders & Sapphires? If so, then be sure to pay attention to this useful guide to 1900s British etiquette—you wouldn't want to be caught doing the wrong thing now, would you?

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How to host a private ball

Set aside seven rooms in your home. You will need: two cloak-rooms, drawing-room for the reception, a tea and refreshment room, ball-room, card and supper rooms. While you might not be able to change the sizes of your rooms, do keep in mind that a square room is optimal, especially for the ball-room, as a rectangular room can be absolutely fatal for dancing. So as to not fatigue your guests, a wood floor is a must for dancing, and a highly polished one at that.

Nothing will tank your ball faster than poor music. For a ball of respectable size, one or two instruments as well as the piano are necessary, such as violin, cornet, or harp, varied by the addition of bells and triangles. If your musicians are amateurs it will be readily apparent to your guests, so do not make this grave error.

All rooms should be well-lit. Wax candles are a hazard at balls because all of the dancing and fanning may cause wax to drip on your guests’ finery. Make sure to use French lamps, placed on brackets at short distances, and high enough to be out of the way. They shed the softest and most pleasing light, but remind your servants that they will need to be refilled at least once during the course of the evening.

It is customary for balls to begin at 10 pm. Have the staff unroll a carpet reaching from the hall door to the carriage-way. Guests should be seen into the cloakrooms, where a maid must be stationed at the ladies’ and a footman at the men’s. The maid should see to it that each lady’s hair and attire receives the attention they require, as wardrobe malfunctions from the carriage ride over may well occur.

A programme, also known as a dance card, is passé and unnecessary. However, a lady must keep track of the dances she has promised. And a man must always claim his dance with a lady or risk causing terrible offence.

Supper should be served at 1 am. The lady’s most-recent partner will escort her to supper.

Accepting so many dances with the same partner as to attract attention is a faux pas. After the dance, the gentleman should offer his partner a refreshment, and escort her to the tea room. He should then bring her to her chaperon. Too much walking about together may cause unwanted and unwelcome scrutiny.

The ball should end around 3 am. It is customary for your guests to bid you good night quietly so as not to impact the rest of the guests’ good time.

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And now we all know how to throw a party in 1900s Britain—what a relief! 

The Darkest Minds blog tour



Are you, like me, super excited about Alexandra Bracken's new book The Darkest Minds? Then look no further! You've come to the right place.

Read on for an interview with Alexandra Bracken's editor and the Editorial Director at Disney Hyperion, Emily Meehan!

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What was your experience of working with Alexandra Bracken like, in general?
Love Alex Bracken! She handles editorial direction so amazingly well. And she's got a bit of an insider's view of things, since she works for a publisher by day. So she knows editors can take FOREVER with editorial letters and she doesn't get mad at me. ;)

How would you pitch The Darkest Minds in ten words or less?
A frightening, haunting, achingly heartbreaking, thrill ride of story

To follow that up, as a dystopian book, what makes The Darkest Minds stand out among the rest?
I'm not sure Alex intended to write a dystopian novel, so that might be why it stands out from the rest. At its heart it is really a novel about kids who have been marginalized and isolated and feel that they have only themselves to count on for support and survival.

What was it about The Darkest Minds that made you want to acquire and work on this manuscript?
The way the book pulled me right in from the first page and, ultimately, Ruby.

What was the hardest part about editing this book? the easiest?
Alex writes LONG. So the hardest part is figuring out what can stay and what should go. Book two is even longer! The easiest part is knowing that whatever I ask Alex to do I know she'll be able to pull off. She is so good with taking editorial notes and implementing them.

Could you give us a little overview of what a day in the life of a young adult book editor is like?
No two days are alike! We have three offices, one in NYC, one in White Plains, and one in Glendale, CA. So we have a lot of meetings, there is a lot of going between those offices, and there's also lots of photo shoots, phone calls, and meetings with agents and authors. I am also involved in all of the YA projects on the Disney-Hyperion list, so we do a lot of meetings to go over potential acquisitions and cover concepts. Basically, a lot of meetings! I read and edit on my own time, either on my commute or at night (after the kids go to bed!).

Out of all the books you’ve edited, which would you say has been the most interesting experience, and why?
This one is too difficult. Celebrities are always fun. I got to go to Paula Deen's house twice when I did her children's cookbooks. The first time she greeted us in her bathrobe!

What is the most rewarding part about being a young adult book editor?
Finding stories that I know kids will connect with and that they'll want to talk about.

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Alexandra Bracken was born and raised in Arizona, but moved east to study at the College of William & Mary in Virginia. She recently relocated to New York City, where she works in publishing and lives in a charming apartment overflowing with books. You can visit her online at www.alexandrabracken.com or on Twitter (@alexbracken).

What We Saw at Night blog tour

What We Saw At Night

A very warm welcome to Jacquelyn Mitchard, whose new book What We Saw at Night comes out tomorrow from the recently launched Soho Teen! She's here to talk a little bit about her research on Parkour.

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To my horror, I found out I was once removed from an amateur Parkour addict. My son Dan, now a student chef, suggested that Juliet lead Rob and Allie into this Extreme sport instead of cliff skiing or marathon kayaking because it's so unexpected outside the urban setting and so very, very difficult. I started watching YouTube videos of Parkour "tracers," and at first, I was just seeing the hot dogs, showing off their washboards and their super pecs. But then I got hold of an old video about the founder David Belle, Junior, a Frenchman who started the sport after his father created the basic idea as a military tactic—so that in getting out of a bad situation, you would never have to stop, but would be able to vault or boulder over any obstacle. The whole thing is about safety. It's about being part of the earth instead of being a foreign object on the earth. When you trace, nothing but your own fear can stop you. People who are part of real Parkour "tribes" are not hot dogs. They are very disciplined and strong. There is a big part of the sport (or the discipline) that isn't doing the run or climb at all but lifting weights, and practicing the same hanging swing or leap over and over and over and over until you could do it…well, literally in the dark. And that's how my story was born.

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Don't forget to visit Jacquelyn online at her website: http://www.jacquelynmitchard.com/
And find out more info about Soho Teen: http://www.sohopress.com/soho-teen/

The Infects blog tour


Sean Beaudoin is back and at it again, this this with a book about zombies.

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Sure, there’s Z and Zach and The Undead and Ghouls. But aren’t we all sick to (near) death with how boring and clichéd those handles sound? Yes. Yes, we are.

The Five Best Totally Underutilized Nicknames for Zombies

1. Necrosapiens-has the advantage of sounding scientific and vaguely Latinate. Gets a little “dead” in there without knocking you over the head with it. References our species while clearly delineating something non-human. Rolls off the tongue. Sounds like a killer thrash metal band. Tons of potential.

2. Target Practice-destined to be loved by the militia and hoarder/bunker crowd, this name is refreshingly to the point. See a zombie shambling toward your reinforced compound at a distance of 200 yards? Go ahead and line him up in your night vision scope and triangulate the brain stem. So what else are you going to call the dude?

3. Red Zeppelins-The biggest problem with the zombie movement and apocalypse culture in general is its lack of willingness to rock a whole lot harder. And if you’re going to rock, why not do it classically? Led Zeppelin would no doubt approve and totally decline the option of sic-ing their crack team of industry and copyright lawyers on you every time you uttered it. Besides, zombies are dead. That means they’re rotting. Which means they’re full of noxious gases. Which would very likely cause them to bloat, especially on a sunny day. Why wouldn’t they blimp up like a zeppelin? So it’s accurate and makes sense. Stop laughing at me. I mean it.

4. Shamburglers-Of all the wonderful and lovable characters in the McDonald’s stable of meat patty-identifying icons, The Hamburgler is no doubt the least understood. Always my favorite, with his upturned nose, gap-toothed grin, and penchant for theft, he seems the perfect vehicle to convince children to love and trust zombies in much the same way that Grimace and Mayor McCheese are so effective at communicating the notion that a nine-thousand calorie lunch/lard infusion is a smart and healthy choice. “Hey, kids, look! Here comes The Shamburgler! Run! Or don’t!” Either way, you don’t really need to sweat it about your spilled fries anymore.

5. Uncle Zeddie-In the end, doesn’t the overall zombie presence remind you of nothing so much as your Uncle Freddie, who has been sleeping on the couch for months and keeps pretending his lumbago is acting up every time your parents ask him when he’s getting a job and moving out? Zombies have very little ambition or drive. They never shave. They could always use a shower and maybe a few sets of sit-ups. They steal your food, even if your food is you. Zombies are your Uncle Fred. Except Uncle Fred is now dead, so he’s Zed. Perfect.

(note: all these names are now patented. Please send a nickel to the address below each time you type or speak one. Thanks.)

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And now here's your chance to win a copy of Sean Beaudoin's new book!

CONTEST CLOSED

(3) lucky winners will receive The Infects by Sean Beaudoin
courtesy of Candlewick Press



Other details:
  • US mailing addresses only.
  • Contest ends 10/21/12, at 9 p.m. EST.
Remember, you must complete the form to be entered, and only one form submission per person will be counted. If you have any questions about this contest, see my contest policy, or contact me and ask away.

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And don't forget to find Sean Beaudoin online at his website: www.seanbeaudoin.com; on Facebook: http://www.facebook.com/SeanBeaudoin; or on Twitter: https://twitter.com/seanbeaudoin.

The Other Normals blog tour

Why I Wrote THE OTHER NORMALS -- Wait a Minute, Why Do I Write Anything?!

Occasionally a writing prompt stops you in your tracks. Example: Write about why you wrote your new book The Other Normals:

The Other Normals -- Cover


That seems like a small part of some bigger questions. Such as:

  • Why do I ever write ANYTHING?
  • Why does ANYONE ever write anything?
  • Are there some books that are written for better reasons than others?

It doesn't help that one of the greatest essays about writing is George Orwell's "Why I Write" from 1946. So if I were to do a guest blog called "Why I Write," I would be plagiarizing him. I guess I could call the entry "Why I Don't Not Write," but Orwell would call that political doublespeak. In any case, the answer is:

I'm a mimic.


I admit it. All artists are -- or at least, they start out that way. And I don't think working artists ever lose it.

Let's take the following as a definition for art:

Art is that which exists only for itself.

Make sense? After all, when you appreciate art, you're appreciating something outside of time and purpose. You don't need art. You don't need it to eat, drink, breathe. But once you see it, it tells you that there's more to life than those things.

Whenever I experienced this transformative, time-stopping power, even as a young boy, I wanted to imitate it. I wanted to make it myself. When I was nine, I played Super Mario Brothers a lot --



-- and that inspired to me to try and design a video game on graph paper.

Guess what? The game I designed was very similar to Super Mario Brothers. In fact, it was exactly the same, but the main character wasn't Mario, he was a warrior from the desert named "Hadron." The game was called Desert Jumper, and it never got made -- because I didn't know how to program a computer.

But then I discovered something in school, when we had a special class called "Writers' Workshop" for two weeks.

Writing was the art form I could imitate with the least amount of trouble.

Think about it: to write, you don't need to program a computer. All you need is paper and pen! So...

  • In 5th grade, I read Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy and tried to write a humorous sci-fi book of my own. (It's long gone; the only thing I remember was an alien character named "V'leek Jaja".)
  • In 8th grade, I read all the Macworld magazines I could and started an AOL-only Mac newsletter called "AppleLine Monthly".
  • In 10th grade, I read New York Press and tried to write my own confessional essays like the alternative newspaper columnists of the time... and that stuck and I had a career!

So for me, writing is pure piracy and cannibalism. But one work that I never got to imitate, even after a decade in young-adult literature, was this one:


I loved Dungeons & Dragons as a kid, and I always wanted to write a book with a fantasy world in it. So with The Other Normals, I scratched another imitative itch and tried to put my own spin on it. That's all we can expect of one another, isn't it?

I suppose it would be more epic if I said I wrote the book to make the world a better place, or to free my imprisoned relative. But maybe you can take something away from my pedestrian motivations. If I can be a professional writer just by reading books and then trying to do them one better, I can't fault you for doing the same, dear reader, and I'm happy to see what you come up with.

Jepp, Who Defied the Stars blog tour


A warm welcome to Katherine Marsh, whose fantastical novel Jepp, Who Defied the Stars comes out very soon!

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Greetings, Book Muncher and Friends!

I’m the author of the new YA novel Jepp, Who Defied the Stars. A few interesting tidbits about me: I don’t like elevators, I used to write for Rolling Stone magazine, and I was raised by astrology.

Huh? What’s that about? Funny you should ask since my astrological upbringing inspired me to write Jepp. Here’s my story:

In the 1960s, my mother went to an astrologer who told her she’d have one child late in life, a girl and a Scorpio. Years passed, my mom grew older, and it didn’t look like she was going to have kids. But then she finally met a guy and, at 41, became pregnant. But there was one problem. The baby was due on November 22, the sign of Sagittarius.

By this point, my mom really believed in astrology so when she got close to her due date, she used some natural remedies to kickstart her labor. I was born eleven days early on November 11, 1974, my mother’s only child, a girl and a Scorpio.

As I was growing up, my mom continued to consult her ephemeris (a book showing the daily positions of the planets) and make decisions based on it. We cut our hair by astrology. She even selected the day I would take my SATs based on the stars! Because of this, I grew up with some conflicted feelings about fate and free will: Was my life written in the stars? Or, as the rational part of me claimed, was all this just baloney? How much are we the creations of our parents and our circumstances? How much is our destiny really our own?

You’d think I’d have this all figured out by the time I was in my mid-30s but, if you’re a young person now, you may be surprised to find out how much of the same drama you’re still working out later. As an adult, I was basically a “lapsed astrologist” but I found myself checking the stars when I had to do something scary—like flying or giving birth (I have two kids). And so I decided to write a novel that would give me the chance to explore these big questions of fate and free will.

Every good book is born of a passion and so I began to immerse myself in astrology and became fascinated by the time when many astronomers were also astrologers. One particular figure stood out: a 16th century Danish astronomer/ astrologer named Tycho Brahe. Brahe had a prosthetic nose, a collection of walking statues, a futuristic castle with running water, and a dwarf, Jepp, who sat at his feet.

It was this Jepp, a footnote of history, who became my story and my vehicle for all these questions about fate and free will. Who was he and how did he end up with Tycho? What happened to him there? The result was an adventure/ romance/ coming-of-age story populated by characters both real and imagined and staring the year’s most unusual literary cast: a teenage dwarf hero, a giant, a Spanish princess, an eccentric astronomer, and a beer-drinking moose, to name just a few.

At the end of the novel, Jepp comes to some conclusions about how much of our lives are determined by fate and how much of them we can control through our own actions. In writing the book, I did as well. But I won’t reveal my current stance on astrology. You’ll have to read Jepp, Who Defied Stars to find out.

For more, check out katherinemarsh.com or follow me on twitter @MarshKatherine or on facebook.com/katherinemarshauthor

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And now for a contest!

CONTEST CLOSED

(1) lucky winner will receive Jepp, Who Defied the Stars by Katherine Marsh
courtesy of AuthorsOnTheWeb



Other details:
  • US/Canadian mailing addresses only.
  • Contest ends 10/10/12, at 9 p.m. EST.
Remember, you must complete the form to be entered, and only one form submission per person will be counted. If you have any questions about this contest, see my contest policy, or contact me and ask away.

Promised blog tour

check out the full tour schedule at the MacKids blog

I have been a huge fan of the Birthmarked trilogy by Caragh M. O'Brien from the very beginning, so it's no wonder that I was thrilled when I was asked to be part of the blog tour for Prized, the final book in this great trilogy. For the inaugural stop on the tour, I asked Caragh to reflect on how things have changed for her over the course of writing and the publication of all three Birthmarked books. Here's what she had to say. 

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First, Rachael, let me thank you for inviting me to kick off my blog tour for Promised with you! It's great that you gave me such a sweeping, open topic, and I'm glad I've had a chance to ponder my reply.

Over the span of writing the Birthmarked series, I’ve learned so much about writing and the publishing process. It’s a bit mind boggling to think of how much my expectations have changed, and how my perspective beyond my writing has changed, too.

One thing I didn’t see coming is the way my relationship with Gaia, the main character of the series, has made me braver. When I started writing Birthmarked, I wrote because I wanted to, for the fun of it, with no real expectation of getting the novel published. While I was adventurous at heart and lived deeply, relishing each day, I wasn’t looking for change. I was a lot like Gaia, actually: accepting and curious. I was responsible and worked hard, but I didn’t see myself as a leader or spend much time questioning my role in society.

Then Birthmarked sold, with two more books thrown in, and all the sudden I was facing a creative challenge bigger than anything I’d encountered before. Within a year, I was forced to decide if I could give up my teaching, which I loved, to write full-time. The choice had huge financial, emotional, and professional consequences, and I was scared. After I weighed all the pros and cons, I had a sort of epiphany: I was writing about someone I admired, someone brave, so why shouldn’t I try to be like Gaia? She would seize a chance full of new possibilities. She wouldn’t let fear hold her back.

So I resigned from teaching to write, and began a second life. I have become much, much braver than I used to be, and this has helped me explore Gaia’s changes, too, though her challenges have been far more dire. Could I have written torture scenes four years ago? Or love squares? Could I have written about abortion or surrogacy?

No.

My expectations on the publishing front are different now, too. I’ve had four years of work closely with my editor and the team at Roaring Brook. I know a ton more about the nitty-gritty of that whole process, with its quirky pace and juggling, and I’ve watched the marketing support increase for each book, too. I still can hardly believe I’m going on the Fierce Reads tour this fall. I didn’t see that coming.

Here’s sort of a funny thing. At first, my editor Nancy Mercado was so careful of me, so encouraging and gentle with her questions and feedback. I thought, can she really be this nice? It turned out she really is that nice. She’s been unfailingly supportive this entire time, but I think it’s also fair to say we’ve come up with some short-hand ways of dealing with each other. She doesn’t gush quite so much about the strengths of my work now, but rather gets quickly into the tangles. We trust each other with the editing/revising process more. It used to be I’d secretly keep revising a draft while I waited for her feedback, trying to nudge it along on my own. Now I just park a manuscript once I send it to her because I know when she gets back to me, she’s going to razor in on exactly what most needs exploring. She never, ever settles for good enough, and I’m grateful for that.

The last really important, unexpected thing for me has been the way Gaia’s story has brought me closer to people. I’ve really been stunned by the number of readers who have written to me about Gaia and Leon, and by others I’ve met in book groups. Though our exchanges are relatively brief, they are heartfelt and genuine in a way I never could have predicted, and I feel like I’m part of a community of caring people. The novels have also deepened my relationships with friends and family who were already in my life before publication. Prized, especially, has prompted difficult conversations about women’s issues that we had avoided before, and this searching toward understanding each other is incredibly valuable to me.

This is probably more of an answer than you were looking for, Rachael, so I won’t go any further. But it’s an engaging prompt, this question of what changes for a writer over the span of a series. My own changes have focused around writing Gaia’s story, but I can’t help wondering, if you thought back over the last four years of your own life, if you’d find a similar pattern to follow, threads that hold it all together for you. Chances are, we’re all growing braver.

At least, I hope so.

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And now, it's the moment you've all been waiting for: your chance to win all 3 books in the Birthmarked trilogy!

CONTEST CLOSED

(1) lucky winner will receive Birthmarked, Prized, and Promised by Caragh M. O'Brien
courtesy of Macmillan

To enter this contest, please fill out this form:
https://docs.google.com/spreadsheet/viewform?formkey=dDdtTllyanNLTVpPR2gxN2NNSlg5ZWc6MQ

Other details:
  • US/Canadian mailing addresses only.
  • Contest ends 10/07/12, at 9 p.m. PST.
Remember, you must complete the form to be entered, and only one form submission per person will be counted. If you have any questions about this contest, see my contest policy, or contact me and ask away.

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And finally, before you go, don't forget:

Caragh's website: http://www.caraghobrien.com/
Caragh on twitter: @CaraghMOBrien
Tortured, a bridge story between Birthmarked & Prized: 
     http://us.macmillan.com/tortured/CaraghOBrien
Ruled, a bridge story between Prized & Promised: 
     http://us.macmillan.com/ruled/CaraghOBrien

Origin blog tour


Debut author Jessica Khoury gives readers a little taste of her thoughts and experience while writing Origin. What was going through her head on page 62? Let's find out...

“It’s a map of the world, Alai.” He’s already lost interest, but I’m completely enthralled.

I’ve never seen one before. There’s not a single map in Little Cam that’s not locked away from view, except for the one hanging in plastic in the maintenance building, but it just shows the area inside the fence.

This map shows continents and oceans and countries and mountains, an entire world. The world. My world.” (Origin, page 62)

If I were looking at a map of the world for the first time, I’d want to go as far as possible from where I am. It’s hard to tell much about a place from just a map, especially with no prior knowledge of the places on it, so all I’d have to go on would be the colors and shapes. I think I’d be intrigued by the Sahara desert, because if I were Pia, living in the jungle, the idea of a place with no trees at all would fascinate me. I’d probably also be intrigued by an island, and the thought of being entirely surrounded by water. Knowing what I know about the world, however, I’d want to go to New Zealand or Tibet. New Zealand because the landscape is just jaw-dropping (and okay, yes, also Hobbiton) and Tibet because it just seems so mysterious. It’s this huge tract of land on the map which I know very little about, which makes me want to explore it.

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Website: http://www.jessicakhoury.com/
Twitter: https://twitter.com/jkbibliophile
Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/authorjessicakhoury

Learn more about Origin:
Website: http://origin-book.com/
Book Trailer: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UmhQtC336ro
Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/originnovel

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The Role of Music in Cavendish (or, Claire Embarrasses Herself on the Piano)



Claire Legrand is a Texan living in New York City. She used to be a musician until she realized she couldn’t stop thinking about the stories in her head. Now a full-time writer, Claire can often be found typing with purpose on her keyboard or spontaneously embarking upon adventures to lands unknown. The Cavendish Home for Boys and Girls is her first novel, due out August 28 from Simon & Schuster Books For Young Readers. Her second novel, The Year of Shadows, a ghost story for middle grade readers, comes out August 2013. Her third novel, Winterspell, a young adult re-telling of The Nutcracker, comes out Fall 2014.


check out the rest of the CAVENDISH Blog Tour here!

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The Role of Music in My Life (and in Cavendish)

As I write this post, I'm listening to Rachmaninoff's Piano Concerto No. 3 and thinking about how different my life could have been if I'd pursued music instead of writing. If, instead of changing my major from trumpet performance to English literature, and taking audition after audition instead of writing book after book, where I'd be right now. Would I, as I'd dreamed all through college, be playing in a major orchestra somewhere, attending rehearsals and concerts instead of launch parties and conferences?

Strange, isn't it? When you stop and think how, if you'd made a different choice, however minor or major, your life could be a completely different life than the one you're currently living?

Sometimes I find myself wishing that I'd made the switch from music to writing much sooner. That I'd started out college as an English major, maybe concentrating in some sort of creative writing or publishing and editing. I could have gone somewhere far from home, somewhere glamorous and urban, instead of staying at the state college I'd lived down the highway from for years. Sometimes I wish that all that time in college and, even before that, in high school, when my second home was the band hall at my high school and I practiced trumpet till my lips bruised and my fingers callused, had been spent reading, writing, attending writing workshops, interning at publishing houses. Would I be farther along in my writing career right now? Would my journey toward publication have taken less time? Would I be a better writer than I am today?



Caption: Here's my high school marching band, performing a show that required 10-hour practice days in the summertime, rehearsals at 6:45 every morning before school, and often rehearsals on Saturday mornings after the Friday night football game. Texas marching band is like Texas football—SRS BZNS. In this show, I'm the drum major to your left; you'll see me run around to the back to conduct when the band turns around, and then you'll see me stand by the mirrors for a solo during the ballad.

It's easy, when you look back at certain periods in your life, periods that don't seem directly relevant anymore, to wish them away. Wish that you'd known better or you'd been smarter. Wish that you could have known then what you now.

But then I think about the experiences I had as a musician. The people I met, the friendships I formed, the trips to football games and marching contests we performed in the rain, the tears, the drama, the all-consuming passion of very literally pouring your blood, sweat, and tears into making art—and, yes, the sometimes-miserable hours hammering out tricky passages in a 6' x 6' practice room that smelled like pee and angst.


This is a short clip of me playing an etude for an audition tape I recorded in high school for the Honor Band of America. Sorry for the couple of cracked notes! I was nervous.

Would I be the writer I am today without those experiences? Without the hours bent over my piano trying to figure out how the heck Gershwin composed Rhapsody in Blue in the first place, much less how in the world I was going to play it? Would my imagination be as rich without those help sessions with my band directors, jotting down notes in my music and making up stories that brought even the most mundane etudes to life?

I'm not sure. And, even if I could, I wouldn't want to find out.

Yeah, maybe if I'd quit studying music much earlier, I could have started writing earlier. But my books wouldn't be what they are today. Maybe I wouldn't be writing about an angry little girl living in a haunted music hall, crushing on a trumpet player, and struggling to understand her eccentric conductor father, because I would have never had the experience of playing in an orchestra. Maybe I wouldn't be writing a re-telling of my favorite ballet, The Nutcracker, because I wouldn't care about Tchaikovsky's timeless music so much.

And maybe, I would have never written a story about a snotty little girl who goes to save her best friend from an orphanage—her best friend the budding pianist, whose music she holds onto for dear life when things are at their darkest.

And that would just be a shame. I love my books, exactly how they are. I wouldn't want them to be any different. I wouldn't want me to be any different. I think Victoria, the heroine of Cavendish, would agree. Maybe she would mutter about how music is a waste of time, just as she tells Lawrence at the beginning of her story, but in the end she would recognize its worth and its power. After all, without music, her story might never have gotten told. And if there's one thing Victoria has insisted upon from the first day she popped into my head, it's attention.



Caption: Yes, this is me playing the piano—RECENTLY. I no longer have regular access to a piano, so I'm a bit rusty. Also, the piano is out of tune, and I edited this video myself, so there are blips. SORRY.

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To win a hardcover copy of The Cavendish Home for Boys and Girls from Simon & Schuster Books For Young Readers, fill out the form below! Contest is U.S./Canada only. Ends September 14th.

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Rift Blog Tour


Rift by Andrea Cremer releases today! To get everyone excited, here's a brief introduction to two of her new characters—complete with their celebrity lookalikes!

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Eira [EYE-ruh]: Eira is the elder of the ‘weird’ sisters – and they’re often spoken of in whispers. Brought as girls to Tearmunn after the plague took their parents, Eira and Cian rose in the ranks of Conatus. First, fighting in the Guard and then ascending to positions of authority within the Circle. Though her life bears the hallmarks of success, Eira remains dissatisfied with the limitations imposed upon her because she is a woman.

Age: 36
Hair: Copper
Eyes: Brown
Zodiac sign: Scorpio




Cian [KEE-an]: The more temperate of the two sisters, Cian believes in working with the powers that be rather than overturning them. A fine warrior in her own right, Cian worries that her efforts to appease Eira’s frustrations with Conatus are failing – and that dire consequences might follow.

Age: 34
Hair: Strawberry blonde
Eyes: Hazel
Zodiac sign: Aquarius


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Andrea's Books:





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52 Days of 52 Reasons to Love Jessica Brody and Her Books

1 of the 52 Reasons to Love Jessica Brody and Her Books....for 51 other reasons, visit Chick Loves Lit (July 31st), The Cozy Reader (August 2nd) and Blook Girl (August 3rd), and stay tuned for more!

Jessica has four dogs: They are the loves of her life! Jazz is a Golden Retriever (and the “peacemaker”), Bula is a Golden Doodle (and the “comic relief”), Cesar is a Maltese (and the “grumpy old man”) and Baby is a Papillion (and the “fun police”).

And because I love Jessica and her books so much, I'm giving away some of her books, including her latest, 52 Reasons to Hate My Father!

Being America’s favorite heiress is a dirty job, but someone’s gotta do it.

Lexington Larrabee has never to work a day in her life. After all, she’s the heiress to the multi-billion-dollar Larrabee Media empire. And heiresses are not supposed to work. But then again, they’re not supposed to crash brand new Mercedes convertibles into convenience stores on Sunset Blvd either.

Which is why, on Lexi’s eighteenth birthday, her ever-absent, tycoon father decides to take a more proactive approach to her wayward life. Every week for the next year, she will have to take on a different low-wage job if she ever wants to receive her beloved trust fund. But if there’s anything worse than working as a maid, a dishwasher, and a fast-food restaurant employee, it’s dealing with Luke, the arrogant, albeit moderately attractive, college intern her father has assigned to keep tabs on her.

In a hilarious “comedy of heiress” about family, forgiveness, good intentions, and best of all, second chances, Lexi learns that love can be unconditional, money can be immaterial, and, regardless of age, everyone needs a little saving. And although she might have 52 reasons to hate her father, she only needs one reason to love him.


CONTEST CLOSED

(1) really lucky winner will receive 52 Reasons to Hate My Father & My Life Undecided by Jessica Brody
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(1) lucky winner will receive 52 Reasons to Hate My Father by Jessica Brody



Other details:
  • US mailing addresses only.
  • Contest ends 8/10/12, at 9 p.m. EST.
Remember, you must complete the form to be entered, and only one form submission per person will be counted. If you have any questions about this contest, see my contest policy, or contact me and ask away.

Shadow and Bone Blog Tour

check out the full tour schedule at the MacKids blog

I'm super excited to be hosting the fabulous Leigh Bardugo today on her blog tour for the spectacular Shadow and Bone! This is a book that I've been excited about for over a year, for good reason.

Read on to see Leigh's guest post and for a chance to win your very own copy of her new book...

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Seven Reasons to Travel to Ravka

When I set about building the world of the Grisha Trilogy, I wanted to create a place of beauty and brutality, laden with dark magic, science, and superstition. I took my inspiration from Tsarist Russia, but Ravka is a country all its own. It doesn't have a tourist bureau, but if it did, here's what the brochure might say...

1. Vacation by the shores of the Shadow Fold! Property prices have dropped off since this swath of impenetrable darkness tore Ravka in two. Now you can reap the benefits. Fall asleep lulled by the shrieks of volcra, secure in the knowledge that they can't move beyond the borders of their desolate wasteland. We hope.

2. Trek the wilds of Tsibeya. Behold fields of fire lichen and mystical birch groves. For an additional fee, we can arrange for you to be chased through the permafrost by a group of armed men. Bring shoes suitable for walking and running (away).

3. Hike the Petrazoi. True, there's not much to look at but gray rock and the occasional goat, but the solitude will do you good.

4. See the famous double walls of Os Alta, the Dream City. Gaze upon the golden domes of the Little Palace! Have a bath in a beaten copper tub, and see what gorgeous textiles the Fabrikators are whipping up in their workshops. (This is a guided tour. Please do not get separated from the tour group, especially near the Corporalki anatomy rooms.)

5. Drink champagne and dine on roasted lynx at the Winter Fete! Pack your dressy best and mingle with the Ravkan elite. We can guarantee that you'll meet noblemen. We just can't promise you'll like them.

6. Drop by the orphanage at Keramzin. (Please note: the orphans do not sing and dance like the kids in Oliver! or Annie. They are, however, fairly plucky.)

7. Can you break hearts—literally? Have you been known to raise the roof—off the house? You may have latent Grisha powers. Get tested and join the Second Army! The Darkling welcomes new recruits.

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And now it's contest time!

CONTEST CLOSED



(1) lucky winner will receive Shadow and Bone by Leigh Bardugo
courtesy of Macmillan

To enter this contest, please fill out this form:
https://docs.google.com/spreadsheet/viewform?formkey=dEo0QkJCdEQ5ZllQckVYbzBOOVJ3RFE6MQ

Other details:
  • US/Canadian mailing addresses only.
  • Contest ends 6/25/12, at 9 p.m. PST.
Remember, you must complete the form to be entered, and only one form submission per person will be counted. If you have any questions about this contest, see my contest policy, or contact me and ask away.

Prized Blog Tour: Happy Pub Day!


If you couldn't tell already from the nifty little button above, I am indeed on the blog tour for Prized by Caragh O'Brien. In fact, I am the last stop on the tour (for all previous stops, see the intro tour post at MacTeenBooks). I know we're all sad that all this blog tour fun is coming to a close, but luckily, there are many other things to cheer you up, the very first being that it is indeed the publication day for Prized!

That's right, for those of you have been impatiently awaiting the sequel to Birthmarked, you have to wait no longer! Prized is out today!

To start off the festivities, the lovely Caragh O'Brien herself and I have collaborated to bring you a musical treat: playlists for both Birthmarked and Prized. They are embedded below for your listening pleasure.

Birthmarked playlist:



Prized playlist:



Wait, but that's not all! If you've been following along with the Prized blog tour (as I hope you have been!), then you should know all about the Blog Tour Code. Since I know you're all eager to solve it, here's your last clue:

Prized Code #16: G

For the solution to the Code, scroll just a little further to the end of this post (after the break)!

Finally, before you go run out to obtain your much coveted copy of Prized, I just wanted to remind you that all day today, yes TODAY, Caragh will be on GoodReads to chat with you, yes YOU! So, head on over, leave your questions, and participate in the interactive chat!

Everybody Sees the Ants Blog Tour: A Letter from A.S. King

Dear Book Muncher,

You’ve supported me from the very beginning and I watched you ROCK IT on Wheel of Fortune with my kids who think you’re famous. Because we go way back, I kinda feel like I can write this totally mellow post and not overly push my new book EVERYBODY SEES THE ANTS because sometimes people just want to read totally mellow posts. Here’s what I call this one:

Four random things I thought of. . .seven and a half days ago while sitting on my red couch. (Because I’m writing this on September 27, 2011, a week before I go on tour for EVERYBODY SEES THE ANTS. It’s 10:04pm. If you want, you can pretend that this post is magical and takes you back in time.)

1. I keep buying white button-down shirts and I never wear them. I now have four white button-down shirts that I have never worn. I can’t figure out how this keeps happening. I’m not a shopper. I only go shopping when I have to. Think I went four times in the last two years. And every time I bought a white button-down shirt. I do not understand this.

2. This week (it will be last week by the time this message gets to you) is Banned Books Week and it always makes me want to say stuff like this: STOP TELLING OTHER PEOPLE WHAT TO DO AND TAKE A MINUTE TO SEE HOW SELFISH AND WEIRD YOU’RE BEING. < ---------that’s what I’d say to people who ban and challenge books. I love ironic banned books. Like Animal Farm and Fahrenheit 451. That’s always a laugh. How come Big Brother in real life never sees itself as Big Brother?

3. This month is Bullying Prevention month and I want to tell readers how they can help. It’s really easy and if everyone did this, then we could actually change the world. Ready? All you have to do is walk up to a bullying victim and nicely say, “I saw that. It wasn’t cool.” (Or any variation of this.) you can learn a lot more here: http://www.pacer.org/bullying/

Related random thought: Every so often, ask yourself these questions: Do my friends treat me nicely? Do they treat other people nicely? Do they really support me or do they live to tear me down?

Surround yourself with winners. It’s easier to change the world when surrounded by winners.

4. Completely random: Mr. King and I have been watching the original Star Trek seasons on Netflix. I am now obsessed with Star Trek. When I could have been watching reruns of this, I was too young to understand how completely boss it is. (You do know I’m part Vulcan, don’t you, Book Muncher? I haven’t mastered the nerve pinch yet, but I’m going to keep trying.) Anyway, we’re about to watch episode 26 right now.

Here ends my random mellow post to you. Thank you again for always being so supportive and for your awesome attitude and for your awesome blog and for being awesome on Wheel of Fortune and giving my kids the impression that I know totally famous people. YOU ROCK. If ever you need a white button-down shirt, you know who to call.

Sending a virtual herd of goats,

Amy

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Guest Post: Laura Kreitzer on Phantom Universe & Human Trafficking

Hello Literary-Folk!

My name is Laura Kreitzer, and I’m the author of the Timeless Series and the Summer Chronicles. This week I would like to alert everyone on a colossal crisis that’s gone unnoticed in the world: human trafficking. That’s why I’ve asked hundreds of blogs to be involved with spreading the word on this issue that’s become close to my heart.

As an author, and someone whose life is put in the spotlight, I keep most people at a distance. Only a handful of my friends know the whole me and the events from my past. But this week I’d like to share with you a part of myself that the outside world doesn’t see (and a part of me I don’t like to share). I was emotionally abused for five years by someone I thought loved me, my mind beaten into submission. Though the turmoil I went through doesn’t penetrate as deep as someone forced into slavery on the worldwide market for human trafficking, I can sadly relate in some ways: imprisoned, my life dictated down to what I wore, ate, where I went, whom I spoke to, where I worked, when I slept, bending to his every whim. He did not sway, even when I cried through some of the more traumatic things he had me do. I was a slave in my own home. In my desperation for freedom, I held out a gun and asked him to just end my suffering. I was desperate.

I can’t even imagine how many women (and men) in the world are in a similar situation. What’s even worse, I had it mild compared to the children that are sold for labor or sex. Surprisingly, the good ol’ U.S.A. is reported to be the host to two million slaves. Did you know this? Because I certainly did not; not until I was preparing to write my newest novel: Phantom Universe. The main character, Summer Waverly, was stolen as a child and sold as a slave to the captain of a modern-day pirate ship. From a loved child who only knew “time-out” as punishment, to being whipped into silence was something I knew nothing about. So I researched deeply into human trafficking and the psychological effects of torture of various types that one would endure in these circumstances. I felt shaken at my findings and knew I had to tell Summer’s story. (Read a sneak peek here.)

A storm began to brew in my mind; transforming, morphing, twisting, and expanding into this massive, black cloud. I had to bring this tragic atrocity to the forefront. My own emotional experiences, mixed with the research I did on human trafficking, made me feel an intense connection with Summer, and to all women who’ve been through this kind of brutality. The cloud ruptured and rained all over my computer one day. It took one month to write Phantom Universe, the first in the Summer Chronicles. I was so consumed by the story that I wrote nearly nonstop, only breaking for necessary tasks like eating, showering, and occasionally—very occasionally—sleeping.

Though the book I’ve written would be classified as Science Fiction, or as I’d like to call it, Dystopian, the emotions and psychological aspects are not Science Fiction—they're real. Reviewers have said many amazing things about Summer, this character who is so real in my mind and who I cried along with as the words poured from my soul onto my screen.

“I admired Summer's strength and ability to adapt,” says CiCi’s Theories. “I felt tied to her emotions,” Jennifer Murgia, author or Angel Star admits. And Tahlia Newland, author of Lethal Inheritance, remarks, “Summer is strong and smart in mind [. . .]”
Through her overwhelmingly horrendous past, Summer goes on more than just a physical journey in Phantom Universe, she goes on a psychological one as well; growing beyond her mute state to persevere and survive in a new world beyond the whip she’s so frightened of.

Now that the release date is here, I’m excited and terrified to share this story with everyone. I’m emotionally tied in every way to the words I’ve written, because they’re more than words. More than just a story on a page. Beyond the fictional aspects, there’s a real issue that needs to be addressed: human trafficking must be stopped. We shouldn’t sit idly by while this continues to plague us. Our world’s children—our nation’s children—are being affected. It’s time we take action!

Earlier this month Phantom Universe hit Barnes and Noble’s top 100 Best Selling list. I’ve decided to donate 10% of my sales from Phantom Universe, until the end of February, to the DNA Foundation.
“DNA hopes to help abolish modern day slavery, deter perpetrators, and free the many innocent and exploited victims. We are committed to forcing sex slavery out of the shadows and into the spotlight.

Freedom is a basic human right and slavery is one of the greatest threats to that freedom. No one has the right to enslave another person.”

—From DNA Foundation’s Website
I ask that you spread the word to everyone you know. Look around on the DNA Foundation website and find a way to get involved in ending human trafficking. Take action today. Everyone has a voice—you have a voice. Will you have the courage to use it?