And away we go….If I Stay premiere.
Oh my gosh, paging Malinda Lo! This needs to be filed under Women In Suits. GO GAYLE GO!
Anonymous said: What are some of your favorite diverse books by diverse authors, Kiersten? :D
ArRrRrRgH, I typed out a long, thoughtful, linked-up response to this and then my computer crashed.
But very quickly, one of my favorite books (of any book) this year has been EVERYTHING LEADS TO YOU, by Nina LaCour. Beautiful, swoony, charming romance. I loved every page.
Anonymous said: Can I ask you for life advice?
Marry someone who makes you laugh every day and who is kind.
Find a job you don’t have to wear shoes or uncomfortable pants for.
Make sure that, if you decide to have kids, you have sweet and calm ones. I’ve never tried another kind, but it doesn’t seem like it’d be pleasant.
I think that about covers it?
Oh, also: Always say yes to dessert because: sugar.
How long until I can write again?
Two hours? Really?
Check out the awesome UK cover for my first YA contemporary novel, FISH OUT OF WATER, out February 2015.
This book is going to be A Real Thing! From the cover copy:"People like to think fish don’t have feelings – it’s easier that way – but as I watch the last guppy squirm in his bag, his eyes seem to plead with me. I get the sense that it knows just as well as I do that bad things are on the horizon."Mika Arlington has her perfect summer all planned out, but the arrival of both her estranged grandmother and too cool Dylan are going to make some very big waves in her life.Told with Natalie Whipple’s signature whip-smart wit and warmth, this is a story about prejudice, growing up and the true meaning of sticking by your family.
I. Love. This. Book.
Okay but consider this: mermaids in space
Space mermaids? As in: alien mermaids that live in the vacuum of space and swim between the stars? A setting that uses the analogy of deep space as the open ocean but keeps all the sea monsters? DO WANT!!
Luring astronauts into black holes with a song that carries across the void where no one can hear you scream
This post turned real fast
Oh, hey, already wrote that years ago, in second-person future tense, no less:
You will wander, forlorn and cold in the wake of a dream eternally shattered. You will feel as though someone reached outside the impenetrable, soulless metal walls of the spaceship and siphoned the freezing blackness of space directly into the spot that your love used to inhabit. Your heart will be worse than your cryogenically frozen social revolutionary boyfriend Xadam, because after you throw yourself at its mercy, the Society might reanimate him, but it will never reanimate your heart.
You will come to the bridge, lost in memories of his hands in your hair, his tender embraces, his childish laugh, his impossibly green eyes. Everything in your life had always been cold and metal, just as the Society would have your soul be. But Xadam, not Xadam. He was your own personal sun, the star to which your planets aligned. He will never be yours again. You will want to sink into the bowels of the ship, to meld your body to its unforgiving beams, to sustain life without having life of your own.
You will be drawn by music you won’t notice you hear until it is too late. It will be empty, too empty in the control room, the iron-fisted Society ship rulers somehow missing. You will start to ponder this, but you won’t be able to for long, because you will see something that pushes all other thoughts from your spinning brain.
You will see a mermaid.
She will be combing her ghostly locks on the bridge of the forsaken ship, her lips full and blue, the lights from the console blinking through her. She will float as though on the memory of water, and you will be drawn toward her like the pull of the tide in the ocean your people contaminated and destroyed. The ocean you will never swim in. The ocean that claimed the life of this mermaid. You will remember horrible authors who wrote about mermaids and did terrible things to them, and you will weep. You will want to go to her, want to drown in her depthless eyes. But then you will notice that her comb is made of delicate fingerbones, too small to be from an adult. You will reel in horror as you think of the nursery level of the ship—unlocked, unguarded. Her gaze will turn from the tide to a whirlpool, rippling with terror and death.
You will scream. A lot.
You will stumble back, race and trip and crawl on bloodied knees through the labyrinthine hallways of the ship that was to be your life, but will now be your tomb. You will cry and shake, longing for Xadam’s strength, but you will not stop though you know your efforts are futile. Xadam wouldn’t want you to stop. You will run for his memory, for the person he was before the brutal re-education of the Society. You will not run fast enough. You will never run fast enough, because there is nowhere to run. The siren song of the ghostly fishwoman will haunt your every step. You will sob.
The vast empty black of space inside and outside of you will not care.
Then you will have your scream muffled as a strong hand clamps down over your mouth and everything fades into darkness…
Voting for the 2014 Teens’ Top Ten has officially begun! Have your teens vote for their favorite titles now through Teen Read Week (Oct 18)!
Aww, I love this list! Paranormalcy was on it way back in the day. Go vote for your favorites, teens!