Archive for June, 2008

This weekend in NYC

Thursday, June 5th, 2008

This Sunday, June 8, at Books of Wonder:

Cecil Castellucci
Cassandra Clare
Holly Black
Tiffany Trent
Beth Bernobich
Craig Gidney
Ann Zeddies
… with their editor and fellow writer, Steve Berman

How, you ask, can so many awesome authors be in one place at one time? Well, they’ve all contributed short stories to Magic in the Mirrorstone, an anthology of magical tales. There were other writers who contributed, too, but these are the ones you’ll get to see Sunday at 1 p.m., if you are adventurous enough to make the trek. And you so should. Because, as I may have mentioned before, BoW totally provides yummy free treats for folks who attend readings. And because … hello? … you know you want to meet these fantabulous writers. I can’t even list all the awesome things they’ve written; there are far too many, and it wouldn’t be fair. I’d have you hyperventilating at the very thought. I can just say that if you attend, you’ll be in the presence of greatness. (If you want to know more about bibliographies and such, though, go look for yourselves. Just click on the links to these ladies’ (and gentlemen’s) websites.)

And remember: Sunday. 1 p.m. 18 W. 18th Street, New York City. Just be there, okay?

Classic Wednesday: Lucy Maud

Wednesday, June 4th, 2008

You know how sometimes you just need to read something by an old friend? When I say old friend, I mean, an author whose books you’ve adored since you were ten or eleven, someone familiar and kind, someone who could never disappoint you.

For me, Lucy Maud Montgomery is that friend. She wrote about a trillion books when she was alive (from 1874 to 1942). Because she was writing at the turn of the 20th century and later, her style is pretty contemporary and very easy to digest.

The thing is, while she was most famous for the Anne of Green Gables series, and also well-known for her Emily of New Moon trilogy, she wrote a lot of other books that were eventually forgotten. Some of them are out of print, some of them are out of vogue, and some of them are just a bit dusty.

It’s time we changed that. I want to recommend about a million of her books, but for now I’ll stick to her short stories. Lucy Maud was a brilliant short story writer, the kind of gal who could give you all the plot you needed in a few short pages. You know that feeling you get at the end of a novel, like you’re sad to part with the characters, but happy to have experienced something with them? Well, with Lucy Maud’s short story collections you get that about twenty times per book. Think about it!

LM Montgomery came up with some of my favorite quotes: “scope for the imagination,” “depths of despair,” and, best of all, “tomorrow is a new day, fresh with no mistakes in it yet.” This was a woman who had heart, and who was able to craft a turn of phrase we all recognize almost a century later.

Let’s start with Akin to Anne, a book with short stories about orphans and other children who are neglected or unloved. Well, they may start out that way. Here are the stories you’ve got to got to got to read:

Charlotte’s Quest: A young girl who doesn’t fit in at home goes off in search of a new mother, with the aid of a village woman known as Witch Penny.
Marcella’s Reward: Two sisters, one ill and the other little better than a slave, are living with their unpleasant aunt in a dreadful big city. Marcella is the workhorse, and her dear sister Patty is gravely ill and hovering near death. See how Lucy Maud tidies up this little mess.
The Running Away of Chester: An orphan boy who is worked to the bone and mistreated by his “aunt” Harriet decides to run away and seek his own fame and fortune. Morals abound, for children and adults alike.

My other recommendation to you all is Among the Shadows, Lucy Maud’s collection of stories about ghosts and criminals, not all of whom are redeemed. As you may know from reading some of Montgomery’s novels, she was fascinated with all things supernatural, and loved to weave something of that sort in whenever she could.

From this collection, I will recommend only one story. Not because the others aren’t worthy reading, but because this particular work is so perfect. Some Fools and a Saint is sure to send chills up your spine. And it’s nice and long for a short story, too.

Alas, both these collections may be hard to find, as they are, to my knowledge, out of print. However! There are folks on Amazon Marketplace who will sell them to you. And on eBay. And you can even go over to the Strand or another used bookstore, where you just might be so lucky as to dig one up. Yes, dears, you can get your hands on a copy of either of these books if you put your back into it. Or you could check out any of her other zillion books, almost all of which are good as gold.

New York, New York

Wednesday, June 4th, 2008

Dearest darling readers,

First of all, thank you so much for choosing to hang out on my site these last two weeks. (Can you believe it’s only been two weeks? Yes, that’s right. Today is my 14-day anniversary!) I’m amazed and honored that you all have graced me with your presence in such … multitudes.

Now, you’re probably wondering what’s up with the sudden name and url change. Well, dearies, it seems there are just too many YA writers I love. So many I can’t put them all in a mansion, no matter how gigantic it is. I tried to see if Ludwigsburg Palace was available, but alas! Those wacky Germans turned it into some sort of museum.

Anyway, I want to be sure that every YA writer, publicist, editor, agent — and, most importantly, reader — has a place here in YA New York. I mean, I’m so totally not interested in being all exclusive, you know? It’s all about the love.

So if you don’t mind, I’d be honored if you’d reset your bookmarks (and any sweet link love you may have sent my way) to www.yanewyork.com.

Much love as always,
brina

Evernight by Claudia Gray

Monday, June 2nd, 2008

So you know how I have a problem with spoilers? It’s not just with the Jennifer E. Smith book. It’s really with anything that has a twist. I don’t want to ever ruin any surprises for you.

So all I’m going to tell you about this book, Evernight by Claudia Gray, is that there are vampires. That’s all I was told, and I’m glad. If I knew anything else, I wouldn’t have enjoyed it nearly as much.

Well, I mean, that’s all I’ll tell you about the plot. Except that it’s a serious … well, I don’t want to get into the habit of using naughty words, lest I corrupt younger readers, but I just can’t think of anything to express this other than mindfuck. I mean, I could say there’s a twist, but that’s putting it really mildly. And this is more than your average twist.

Once, about a year ago, I was reading another book, not YA, and it had this heartbreaking scenario where a woman thought her lover had killed himself. She had broken up with him, never explained why, and I had been sobbing for about a hundred pages straight. Then I found out he faked his own death, and I threw the book across the room. This is the sort of thing I’m talking about, though I won’t reveal the title of said novel to you, in case you ever want to read it. (No guessing in comments, either!)

Actually, I really love when this happens, when an author is able to trick me so brilliantly. And Claudia Gray has done just that. You should have heard me last night, going on to my boyfriend, reading out passages in disbelief. (Yes, I ruined the book for him, but his reading list is so long I doubt he’d get to this one before he forgot what it was about in the first place.)

Back to Evernight, it’s Claudia Gray’s first YA novel, and it’s totally worth throwing across the room. You’ll buy it, get sucked in, and not put it down until you’ve finished. (Well, except for when you throw it. Because you will undoubtedly be tempted to do so.)

Buy Evernight from Amazon.com.

Oh dear.

Monday, June 2nd, 2008

I have to ‘fess up to something, something really awful.

I can’t keep my schedule straight for the life of me. I miss doctor’s appointments all the time. Or I show up on the wrong day, or just at the wrong time. And then I get mad at my doctor.

All last week, I kept thinking, “I have something. Something to do. Next week. I’m doing something, and I can’t remember what.”

This is because I didn’t write it down. In order for me to keep my schedule straight, I have to write everything in a little notebook, and I have to write it again in a little text file on my computer, and I then I also write it on my hand.

In case you have a hard time reading my handwriting — I know I do — it says “Meet Rachel Vail.” Which is what I was supposed to do this afternoon, because I wanted to surprise you all with an interview with her. (You’ll remember her as the spectacular author of Lucky, which I reviewed here.)

Alas. I can’t believe I’m saying this. I can’t believe I did this. I stood her up. And not in the name of comedy. In the name of dumb-ass-ness.

See, when I do this to people I’ve known for ten years, they’re all like, “Oh, she’s pulled a Sabrina again.” And they forgive me, eventually, after I polish their shoes for a week. But you can’t do that sort of thing to famous authors who could blackball you from the YA authors’ circle. You just can’t. It’s very, very bad.

Please, Rachel, won’t you forgive me? I am on my knees, hands clasped before my face, begging for your forgiveness. And offering to like, clean your house every day for a week. Honest!

Now, dear readers, if you’ll excuse me, I’m going to have to go bash myself in the head a bunch of times. I mean, my continued head-bashing may be contributing to my forgetfulness, but I can’t think of any other more appropriate punishment.

The problem with spoilers

Monday, June 2nd, 2008

I’ve been having a hard time with books this week, with wanting to tell you everything about them and holding back.

For instance, in the spirit of Sunday catch-up, though it is in fact Monday now, I got the chance to read The Comeback Season by Jennifer E. Smith earlier in the week. It’s a fantastic novel, really heartbreaking stuff. And I want to tell you all about it, but I don’t want to give anything away. I want to tell you everything and nothing at the same time.

So before I say anything about the book, let me explain my personal YA reading philosophy. Or just reading style, in general. I tend to go into a bookstore with a list of recommended authors in my head. When I find a book with a nice cover — yes, I do judge books by their covers — I’ll pick it up and read the first few pages.

Note that I didn’t say anything about reading the jacket. I do not read cover copy. Ever. Which is why you need to tell me if you ever blurb anything I say, because I generally believe that cover copy is evil. Yes, it’s written by someone competent, but it’s almost never as good as the book itself. And it’s often too informative, the way some movie trailers are. I don’t want to know the whole plot, or really any of it, before I start a new novel.

Which I why I’m loathe to talk too much about The Comeback Season. Although it did come out in January. Which means there’s a fair chance you’ve already heard a bit about it.

Instead of telling you anything meaningful about the book, though, I’ll just say this: It’s a tearjerker. It’s also extremely well-written. You can tell that Jennifer has a great love of words, and a really fantastic time of playing with them. A few quotes:

Twelve days into it, Ryan’s summer has already assumed an alarmingly depressing shape, each unhurried day opening into the next like rooms in a railroad apartment.

First of all, I love that Jennifer writes in the present tense. No one uses the present tense enough. I also love the way she carries her metaphor out as far as it should go — not too far, but just the right distance.

Here’s one more:

She’s become a master loafer, a brilliant loiterer, a rambler of the first order.

Words. Jennifer E. Smith likes them, and she knows how to play with them, and as for me, I like the way she does it.

So, no. I won’t tell you anything about the plot of The Comeback Season. And I recommend you stay away from cover copy and extended theatrical trailers, as a general rule. Just try it my way once. Go into a store, pick up a book — perhaps this one, and read the first three pages. If it captures you there, take it home. (You might want to pay first, but you know what I mean.)

Coming up tomorrow, or really, later today: A review of Evernight by Claudia Gray.

Buy The Comeback Season from Amazon.com.

Gorgeous YA author day

Sunday, June 1st, 2008

So it turns out that not all YA authors look like this:

Louisa May Alcott — author of Little Women, was apparently described as “homely” by folks who knew her. Though maybe the state of photography just wasn’t so great back then.

Anyway, today I got to meet four YA authors, all female, and all stunningly beautiful. Seriously. They were: Emily Gould, former editor of Gawker, Zareen Jaffery, a senior editor at Harper Collins (the two co-wrote Hex Education) Lauren Mechling (who co-wrote the 10th Grade Social Climber trilogy and has a new novel, Dream Girl out soon), and Rachel Maude, author of Poseur, a new series that debuted in January.

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