“Reading is dreaming with open eyes.” -Yoyo What makes a good YA book? One that hooks you, takes you for a ride, and transports you to a world beyond this one, where characters live their lives, fight battles, fall in love, and sometimes fall apart. Laura Lascarso, author of the award-winning YA book Counting Backwards … Continue reading Read. Dream. Repeat
I’d like to invite you all to pick up a copy of my newest project Beware the Little White Rabbit launching today with Leap Books. Thirteen YA authors, myself included, conspired to bring you this journey into startling new wonderlands with reverence to Lewis Carroll in this Alice in Wonderland inspired anthology Each story in … Continue reading Take a trip down the rabbit hole
Today I’d like to share the cover for Racing Hearts: Book 2 (coming June 2015) and in honor of this special occasion, I’m giving away five copies of Racing Hearts: Book 1 to five lucky winners. All you have to do is enter this Rafflecopter giveaway. Contest begins today and ends April 11 at midnight. … Continue reading Racing Hearts: Book 2 cover reveal (+ giveaway)
turning lazy circles above me the big black vulture swoops down to pick my brain when it’s most vulnerable dark wings whisper that this will go on and on and on I shiver then sweat in my sheets watching the hours slip by I beg the beast to leave me be make promises and bribes … Continue reading Insomnia
Have you ever noticed how desperate the gull’s cry is? It sounds like they’re calling for a lost friend or lover. It makes me sad to hear it. It reminded me how I never thought I needed anyone else. Until you.
I was in a kind of daze before you—still reeling from what happened with my father. I’d been shutting out everything and everyone, like when you’re racing and the outside world is all a blur. But you made me want to stop and take notice. To let my guard down. To feel something.
You always try to be so brave, so tough. But every once in a while, I see a glimpse of you that’s not so indestructible. Like, for instance, on this day, when your foot rubbed up against something slimy in the water and you grabbed hold of me and dragged me to the shore like … Continue reading Sunset