The Next Big Thing, Week 22

This week, fellow Random House author Elsie Chapman invited me to participate in The Next Big Thing, a blog hop in which authors answer questions about what we’re writing next. Since I’m about to turn in the first draft of my second book tomorrow (*gulp*), I will celebrate by telling you a little bit about it! Here we go…

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Welcome to my teen angst

Sorry for the radio silence last week—I was on a retreat in Bearsville, NY, an itty-bitty town in the Catskills, with six of my very favorite YA and MG writers! There was wine-drinking and excessive cheese-eating and hot-tubbing and game-playing… oh, and writing, we also did that. And there was a hammock. And there was a fire pit. And one night we almost got eaten by coyotes. (They SOUNDED like they wanted to eat us, anyway.) I never wanted to come home. Try not to get too jealous, but this is what it looked like:

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On struggling for struggle’s sake

Last night I saw the movie “The Perks of Being a Wallflower,” based on the book by Stephen Chbosky. And it’s a good thing I was alone and that I had forgotten to put on mascara that day. Because oh, friends, I cried. And not the one-cute-little-tear-lurking-in-the-corner-of-my-eye kind of crying. There were full-on big fat tears running down my face, enough of them that I was embarrassed when the lights came back on. And it wasn’t even because of any of the legitimately sad plot points, which I won’t ruin for you. It’s just because I ached so much for all of those characters as they slowly, painstakingly learned to be who they were. [Read more…]