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I wanted to take a moment from writing Sekrit Project 1 (aahhh! Can't wait until it's no longer secret!!) to thank you all for grabbing a copy of JEALOUSY. It's such an important book to me because it's the second to last in the series before the grand finale of the Super Special.
I can't believe we're HERE. I'm in complete D-E-N-I-A-L that the series is coming to an end. If anyone tries to talk about it, I want to stick my fingers in my ears and go LA LA LA CAN'T HEAR YOU!
That said, I've got some ideas that I'll try to make happen (that's honestly all I can say for now). Cross your fingers.
What did everyone do this weekend?
xoxo
I'm soooo excited because JEALOUSY releases tomorrow! WOO HOO!
When you grab your copy, def leave a comment and tell me!
**If you write a spoiler about the book, please, for the other members of Team Canterwood, write SPOILER at the beginning of your comment.**
I'll be signing stock copies sometime this weekend at the Park Slope Barnes & Noble. I'll also try to sign some copies around the city next time I'm in Manhattan.
Cheers to book #17! :)
xoxo
It's ALMOST time!
Time for
what you ask?
Time for the release of JEALOUSY! Next Tuesday! It's up for pre-order on
Amazon and
BarnesandNoble.com. Plus, you can ask your local bookstore to pre-order it for you. Definitely let me know when you've got your copy! I can't wait to hear what you think!
Eeeeeep!!! I'm SO pumped for you guys to read this book! It's the second to last of the Canterwood books to take place at school. WAH! But I just finished FAMOUS, the last book, and it was a crazy-sad-strange-proud moment when I got to The End.
And we still have Home for Christmas. Did you see my SECRET Tweet about HFC?? If not . . . Sasha AND Lauren will be co-narrating the book! THAT'S RIGHT!! Miss Silver is back and you'll get to read from her POV again. I am SO excited to write from her lip gloss loving brain. :)
It's been crazy busy since I last blogged! I turned in the final draft of CC #18 and am working on the outline for HOME FOR CHRISTMAS.
There are SO MANY EXCITING THINGS I want to tell you guys!!!! I can't share two of them yet, but I can tell you one:
Canterwood books 1-8 were picked up by France for foreign publication! What does that mean? It means the first eight books will be translated into French, might get new covers, and will be sold in France. Squeak! :D
Um, let me think . . . I want to give you guys hints about the other ridic cool news.
One is horse related. :) :) :) Nothing to do with Canterwood or Wellington Prep.
The other is quite a fantasy come true. :)
Hope I can share soon!
xoxo and be safe if you're in Nemo's (silly name, right?!) path.
I'm actually putting the finishing touches on it right now, but Amazon has FAMOUS available for pre-order! It's the last (SNIFF!!) book in the Canterwood Crest series before the super special, HOME FOR CHRISTMAS.
FAMOUS releases on June 11, 2013. Woo hoo!
:D
xx
To all who celebrate Christmas, Merry Christmas Eve!
Anyone tracking Santa on
NORAD?
What are you hoping to find under the tree? Or, when you open your gifts, come back and tell me what you got! :)
xoxo
I'm incredibly excited to announce that after three years, I've signed with a new agent! I'd taken a break from the agent world and had been so busy writing Canterwood that I hadn't started searching until recently.
I'm so lucky and grateful to have been signed by the AWESOME Rubin Pfeffer of East West Literary Agency. This recommendation is all thanks to my bestie, Kate Angelella, who personally knows Rubin and thought we'd be a good match. As always, (don't tell her I said that!!) it appears K was right. :)
Happy, happy holidays!
I wanted to let you know that I'll be on a little vacay from blogging as we move into the holiday season. I hope to be able to post at least once to share some SUPER SEKRIT AWESOME NEWS, but aside from that, things will likely be quiet around here.
I hope you all have a safe, warm holiday filled with loved ones. :)
Much <3 all="all" p="p" to="to" you="you">
xoxo
Ahh, so excited! I'll be at the Jefferson Market Branch of the NYPL at 6pm on Wednesday, December 5th. The event will last from 6-7:30pm.
Here's a link to the details!
And check out the fab line up of authors:
Daphne Benedis-Grab, The Girl in the Wall
Jessica Burkhart, from Dear Teen Me
Colleen Clayton, What Happens Next
Melissa de la Cruz, Wolf Pact
PG Kain, Dramatic Pause
Margaret Stohl, Beautiful Redemption
Hope to see you there! :)
xoxo
Check it out and BID to help NJ victims of Sandy!
So far, if the auction was stopped RIGHT NOW, we will have raised over $6000 thanks to you! :)
I've got two signed books and a free Skype visit up for grabs and there are many, many more superawesome prizes!
Thanks to Kieran Scott (Kate Brian), I'm participating in her AWESOME idea: YA for NJ! (
Like it on Facebook!)
The basic run down (quoting from the linked PW article below):
Kieran got together "170 young adult and middle-grade authors for a YA for NJ benefit auction, hosted by eBay Giving Works, to fill the coffers of the Community FoodBank of New Jersey." The action, running from November 30 to December 7th will benefit people in need of food because of Hurricane Sandy.
I'm offering up: a signed copy of Popular
a signed copy of Comeback
a free 30 minute classroom Skype session
Check out the auction
here and please bid for a good cause!
YA for NJ got some awesome coverage in
Publishers Weekly! Yay!
YIKES!
First, it was Penguin and Random House. That JUST happened.
Now, it's HarperCollins in preliminary talks to buy S&S.
My best friend called it when the first talk of a merge happened. She predicted this one, too. I didn't know if it would, but wow does it feel scary.
How strange it will be not to say "The Big Six?"
I know jobs will be lost in house and I'm sure that will impact authors as well.
Eeep.
Um, back to writing. A lot. Very fast.
I am one of the VERY grateful authors who has had a NaNoNovel published. Mine was my 2006 NaNoNovel, TAKE THE REINS (Simon & Schuster, 2009).
I love, love NaNoWriMo and thought I'd share my journey with you! I blogged a lot during 2006 on my old blog, so I wanted to post the links to the entries and you can see how TTR went from idea to a 20-book series.
Keep in mind, in October, I had no idea what to write and didn't decide until two days before to enter! I was also a 19-year old senior in college at Florida State University taking a full course load. But I WANTED this. No matter how busy you are, treat NaNo like a job and DO IT!
I hope you have fun looking over my timeline! It certainly took me back down memory lane. :)
2006
NaNo Day 2
NaNo Day 3
NaNo Day 4
NaNo Day 5
NaNo Day 7
NaNo Day 8
NaNo Day 9
NaNo Day 10
NaNo Day 12
NaNo Day 13
NaNo Day 14
NaNo Day 16
NaNo Day 20
NaNo Day 21
NaNo Day 22
NaNo Day 26
After NaNo and onto publication:
December 6
December 20
2007
January 7, 2007
(Take the Reins was called Freshman Fifteen for a while and it was YA!)
January 18
February 7
May 24
June 5
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There have been a lot of positive (and some negative) comments in the media recently about
Lady Gaga's Body Revolution. In short, the movement is about loving and accepting your body exactly the way it is. Many people are posting their own shots on
LittleMonsters.com. I wasn't "born this way," but I'm proud of how I now look.
2: titanium rods in my back
12: number of inches long each rod is
4: inches of height I gained after my spinal fusion
6: pints of my blood used during surgery
1: year until full recovery
9: hours in surgery
0: number of scoliosis cases worse than mine that the doctors had seen
13: age I was at the time of surgery
25: age I am now
xoxo
*Photo credit: Kate Angelella
Cross-posted from authorjessashley.blogspot.com
I'm so excited to be the first author in a line up ahhh-mazing writers to kick off the Dear Teen Me Blog Tour!
If you're not familiar with DTM, here's the official scoop:
Dear Teen Me: Authors Write Letters to Their Teen Selves. (Zest Books, October 30, 2012, $14.99; ISBN 978-1-9369762-1-8) edited by Miranda Kenneally and E. Kristin Anderson. Zest Books, a leading publisher of nonfiction for young adult readers, is distributed by Houghton Mifflin Harcourt. Over 70 YA and MG authors write letters to their teenage selves.
The co-editors, Miranda Kenneally (below) and E. Kristin Anderson (right) are pretty awesome!
We're very grateful that DTM found a home with Zest Books. I cannot wait until it hits shelves on October 30! Woot!
Anyone in the mood for a . . . prize? :) Leave a comment in this post about anything you like and make sure to leave your address. A WEEK from today (Monday, October 22 at midnight EST) the contest ends and I'll use a random generator to choose a winner. I'll contact you for your name and mailing address (US residents only, sorry!) and you'll get your prize from the folks at Zest!
You'll receive: an autographed copy of DTM (singed by 4-5 authors), post cards, and bookmarks. See the winner's swag below. :)
So, now that you know what DTM is, I thought I'd share the reason WHY I wrote my letter. It started as a blog post on DTM's Website and then I was contacted by the editors to be asked if I'd like to participate in the anthology. Excited? Big time! Nervous? Um, yeah!
I had to write a new story from the
one that was posted on DearTeenMe.com. It would have been so easy for
me if copy and paste were an option. Then I wouldn't have to think about that Dark Scary Place again. But I was glad, at the same time, that I did have to write a new story. This time, I pushed myself to go darker, access deeper hidden away feelings, and get myself to a place where it felt as though I'd overdosed on caffeine.
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I bared my feelings to a Word document and was left breathless and feeling as though I wasn't the Brooklyn girl with the tattoo(the date I moved to Brooklyn), who was addicted to Starbucks Pumpkin Spice lattes, who had seven piercings, who lived a block and a half from her BFFL, who loved walking the streets and avenue blocks in the summer, and who had discovered a new passion for photography.
Writing my essay had sucked me back into the black hole. The Bermuda triangle. The place where even now makes my (Pause. Sorry. Have to grab a Xanax.) palms sweat, my voice low, and my thoughts try to change the subject. HEY! Do you guys wanna hear about what I'm doing for Lady Gaga's Body Revolution project? Ack! See! <----- Told you I'd try to change topics!
Okay. Writing that piece made me feel everything from sure that I'd vomit to holy-shit-I-did-it to a heartbeat so hard and loud that I was sure everyone in the apartment could hear it. I felt guilt. Shame. Terrific sadness. Loss. Pride. Love. Trapped. Friendship. Freedom. I remembered what it felt like to be there and feeling suicidal. I felt ugly. Hungry. Scared.
I could see my entire future laid out in front of Old Me. There was no change unless I made it happen--I wouldn't, I was too scared on my own. I envisioned my paychecks for Canterwood arriving and never seeing the check except to sign it. The money, and
not to brag but rather to show the craziness (that's so the wrong word. Where's my editor BFF when I need her?!) of my then situation, was an amount that was enough to keep a family of four in Florida able to pay the bills and have a little extra.
That would have been fine with Old Me. But the money I earned never went to the family. I fought and argued over every check that was taken by an insane person (using
insane here as "one who does the same thing over and over and expects a different outcome each time") and deposited into the latest Get Rich Quick Scheme. Old Me would have fought until she ran out of air for the money to be used for the right things. Old Me, even at a legal age, would not have left the emotionally and verbally abusive environment. She would have thought that the only thing she could do was write books, make money to keep the Insane Person happy, and do nothing else. She
was her books.
That was until Old Me met Kate (far left at right) and I became New Me. New Me hated Old Me. She hated her behavior and ways of bowing down to a man. New Me despised Old Me for not being stronger. For not leaving the day she turned eighteen. For being so afraid.
Kate taught New Me not to hate old me. K taught New Me to forgive Old Me and keep learning and growing as a person. With her love, help, friendship, and teaching I
very slowly became New Me and Old Me disappeared. It doesn't mean Old Me still doesn't make appearances from time to time--she does--but as time passes Old Me stays away longer and longer.
(And when I saw Kate "taught" me in the paragraph above, I really do mean taught. Remember that scene in
Mean Girls where Cady, Regina, Gretchen, and Karen are in Regina's bedroom for the first time? Regina turns on the radio. They have a convo that goes like this:
Regina: Cady, do you even know who sings this?
Cady: Um . . . the Spice Girls?
Regina: I love her. She's just like a Martian!
Martian Jess was the Old Me at nineteen! I'd never used (or really knew what it was) a debit card, never filled a gas tank, hadn't had cable for over 11 years, had only seen two R-rated movies, let my parents drive me to college, hadn't been to public/private school since 7th grade, and a million other things that made me Old Jess. Kate was patient enough to take someone with the knowledge of the world kind of like Cady's and teach me how things in Brooklyn worked. How things in life worked.
Now you get why she's my bestie, right?
Flash forward to now:
I was on my way out the door when my DTM galley came. Even though I was already late for a doctor appointment, I stopped, ripped open the envelope, and flipped though many familiar author faces. I caught words such as "suicide," "anorexic," "bullied," "love," and finally found my own story.
My first reaction?
OH MY GOD. WHY DID I DO THIS? NOW IT'S IN PRINT AND I CAN'T TAKE IT BACK.That lasted 1.5 seconds. Immediately, a "Whoa. I really did it and look at this beautiful collection of stories." feeling replaced it. I feel immense pride and gratefulness that my name is one that appears alongside authors whose work I've been in love with for years. Authors whom have helped me on the road to becoming New Jess.
There's no such thing as a crystal ball or a way to change how my teen years turned out. If if I could, I honestly wouldn't change a thing.
Writing a letter to my nineteen-year-old self from a now twenty-five year old's perspective was pretty damn satisfying.
Jessica Burkhart (a pseudonym for
Jess Ashley) is the author of the 20-book
Canterwood Crest series for Aladdin MIX. She has many WIPs, one of which includes KEPT, a fictionalized version of her life told in verse. Jess co-owns
Violet & Ruby with Kate and they plan to release
dominate, their first e-novella soon. Visit
www.jessicaburkhart.com for more!
Go pre-order your copy of DTM today or find us online! Here's how:
Keep up with our blog tour:
Here we are on Social Media!
Twitter: Please us the #DearTeenMe hashtag in your Tweets!
Pre-order DTM:
We'll see if we can keep this a SECRET, but . . . Editor Kate's birthday is in a month--November 10th.
As you guys know, she has been very, very sick since May 2010 (a very long time now) and yet she's continued to edit the Canterwood books from home. How amazing is that? She loves the series so much and we're all incredibly lucky to have her play such a huge role role in Canterwood Crest.
This is where you come in.
By November 7th, I'd love to have thoughts from Team Canterwoood to give as a present from you to Kate.
**You can leave a comment on this post, email me (use something like "Kate's bday" in the subject so I can find it easily), or send me a letter/drawing in the mail.
For snail mail:
Jessica Burkhart
C/O Simon & Schuster
1230 Avenue of the Americas
New York, NY 10020
For email:
jess _ burkhart AT hotmail DOT com
Write whatever you'd like--even a "Happy birthday, Editor K!" is *perfect.* I am trying to collect as many birthday wishes/thank yous from Team Canterwood to give K on her birthday. It will mean so, so much to her. I'm asking for your help because I'm usually the one to get the fan mail as the author of CC. But what you don't know is how hard Kate works on the books. The series would NOT exist without her. So many of the ideas in the series would never have played out if she hadn't brainstormed with me. Giving her a little love from the best readers ever would be ahhh-mazing. She is my best friend and I'd love to give her this gift. :)
I heart you all!
xoxo
The mood's a little (okay, a lot) down around here. Bailey went into VERG (the local animal ER) on Wednesday. She was breathing really hard, wouldn't walk or get up, and she was throwing up.
After days of waiting for results and some very scary phone calls (poor little girl had to be put in an oxygen cage), we found out that she has lung cancer and kidney disease. The lungs are the most pressing problem because it's hard for her to breathe and she doesn't want to eat.
But!
She's home now and resting. She ate some canned food (yay!) and is looking a little better. We're going to start her on steroids next week. We will keep her as long as she's comfortable. The ultimate and only goal is to give her a humane existence for as long as she feels good.
She is very loved by Kate, Ross, and I.
Wow, can you guys believe it's October already?! I can't. To me, it feels as if it just got warm outside. I was shocked to step out the other day and need a jacket. And last night, my landlord turned on the heat. I do love fall though!
Fall has:
apple cider
pretty leaves
cool, not COLD weather
a distinct fall smell
pumpkins and gourds
specialty teas
yummy coffee
And the list goes on!
What are your fave things about fall? Share! I want to know! :)
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That's RIGHT! You've got 2 days and 23 hours to bid on a signed copy of #16.
BEFORE IT'S RELEASED!Also, books 1-12 and Chosen are up for bid on eBay and they're signed, too.
Come bid and help raise money for the awesome Young Writers Program! Please tell your Canterwood crazy friends! :)
(I
am canterwoodcrestfan on eBay and I'm also Tweeting about these contests. I have no other eBay accounts!)
Here's an excerpt from MASQUERADE which hits stores tomorrow! Yaaay! :)
Sorry about the spacing and some lettering being off. Blogspot isn't behaving . . . :/
Excerpt. © Reprinted by permission. All rights reserved.
MEET MY NEW BFF—JUDGE NELSON!
A SHINY, SILKY BLUE RIBBON GLEAMED FROM Whisper’s bridle. The judge who’d pinned it there extended her hand to me. I shifted Whisper’s reins to one hand and read the judge’s name badge.
MS. NELSON. I leaned down and shook her hand. This did
not feel real.
“Congratulations, Miss Towers,” Ms. Nelson said, smiling. The brunette in a navy suit had appeared so intimidating when I’d ridden for her a short while ago. But now, I kind of wanted to crown her as my new BFF! She
had given me a blue ribbon, after all.
“Thank you, Ms. Nelson,” I said.
My head felt as though it was going to float away from my body and into the cloudless sky. I truly hadn’t focused on a ribbon during my first class with Whisper. My goal had been to do our best. ClichÉ, but true.
That was New Lauren—a competitor who thought of riding well first and placing later. Old Lauren, pre-Canterwood Lauren, would have accepted the ribbon, added it to her collection, and started focusing on the next show. The next chance to win.
But today . . .
My first show since my almost career-ending accident at Red Oak Horse Trials.
My first competition as a Canterwood Crest Academy student.
My first time riding in front of judges on
my own horse.
Whisper and I had tried our hardest and had given everything we had in the arena—that had been enough for me to be happy. The win was icing on a
trÈs yummy carrot I planned to give Whisper later. A snort from a horse around me pulled me out of my thoughts.
“Blue looks good on you guys,” Lexa Reed said. Next to me, she had a red ribbon on Honor’s bridle. Lexa, a close friend, was also on Canterwood’s intermediate riding team with her strawberry roan mare.
“Thanks, Lex,” I said. “And congrats! We’re so celebrating tonight!”
“Um,
yeah.” Lexa smiled, doing a quick dance in the saddle. She glanced around as if looking to see if anyone saw. I tried to hold back a giggle, but it escaped from my lips. Lexa couldn’t stop herself from dancing, and I felt as if I’d had a little too much green tea.
The judges motioned for us to exit the arena. Lexa and I followed a girl on a black gelding who’d come in third. Honor and Whisper had each set a hoof on the grass outside the arena when Lexa and I couldn’t hold it in for another second.
“Number one and two!” Lexa said. “So awesome!” Her smile was bright against her mocha-colored skin. A quick surge of relief pumped through me. My mind had shifted back to Old Lauren’s for a moment, and I’d worried that Lexa would be jealous of my win or mad that I’d beaten her. But that wasn’t Lexa. She was a true friend, and Lex was genuinely happy about our placements.
“We showed everyone how Canterwood riders compete,” I added. “To win!”
“Yeah, we did.” Lexa’s happiness radiated to Honor, and the mare picked up on it. Her neck arched and she half pranced. Whisper, watching Honor, copied her. Her delicate gray head went high into the air as she lifted each hoof a little higher than necessary.
We walked the horses away from the arena and back to a quiet spot under a shady tree. The campus was swarming with riders from four area schools, but Lexa and I had been lucky enough to stake out a place to relax before our next class. Khloe, my other BFF and roomie, had been cheering us on from here, but she was gone.
“Did Khloe have a class?” I asked.
“Don’t think so. She’ll prob be right back. Or maybe she’s off practicing, oh, a mean girl, or a
competitive girl, or some other persona she might need in her acting repertoire.”
Giggling, we dismounted and high-fived.
“Having an actor for a BFF keeps things interesting,” I said.
Lexa nodded. “Life in Khloe Kinsella’s circle is
never boring.”
We turned our attention to the horses. I petted Whisper’s neck. “You were the superstar, girl. I want to hug you like crazy, but we have trail class left. I don’t want to mess up your braids or get covered in Whisper hair and lose points for appearance.”
Lexa kissed Honor’s muzzle. The beautiful strawberry roan mare squeezed her eyes shut, clearly enjoying the affection.
We loosened the horses’ girths and gave them tiny sips of water from a shared yellow bucket. Mike and Doug, two of the stable grooms, were doling out water buckets to the competing horses.
Whisper’s gray coat was dry under her saddle pad, and she didn’t show any signs of nerves from all of the action. She also didn’t exhibit symptoms of fatigue—either from stress or our class.
“I couldn’t love you more,” I told Whisper. “You treated that class like any old lesson. Wait till we’re done for the day.”
Whisper flicked an ear in my direction and lowered her trimmed, velvety muzzle into my hand. I kissed it and scratched under her forelock.
“Laur! Lex!”
We looked up and a blonde bounced up to us, leading a bay mare.
“Ahhh! Congratulations again!” Khloe said. She ground tied Ever, who reached out her muzzle to say hello to Honor and Whisper. “I’m so glad that I got to watch you both get your ribbons.”
“Thanks, KK,” I said. “It feels like . . . I don’t even know!”
“Awww,” Khloe said, winking at Lexa. “Our LT is in shock. Should we pour cold water on her?”
“Let’s
not pour cold water on her,” I said, playing along. “Lauren would have to retaliate in the middle of the night. Something involving glitter and glue, perhaps.”
Lexa took off her helmet, full-out laughing. “I kind of want this to happen so I can see whatever glitter idea you have!” She ran a hand over her curly black hair. It was in a chic low bun—not loose and down like Lex usually wore it. Natural reddish highlights made her dark skin look even prettier, and a single coat of mascara made her deep brown eyes look bigger.
Khloe shot Lex a pretend
I’m going to hurt you look. “I’d like to remain glitter
and glue free, thank you very much. So I’ll skip the cold water.”
Khloe’s brown eyes had a playful look when they landed on me. She certainly didn’t look like she’d been up since four this morning. Her tan, freckle-free skin was sans makeup except for clear gloss. We’d both woken instantly when the alarms had gone off hours ago. Adrenaline during show day wasn’t something I could sleep through. If only it was that easy to wake up on school mornings!
“Truce?” I asked, tilting my head.
“Truce.” Khloe shook my hand, looking serious.
I unsnapped my black velvet-covered helmet and clipped it to Whisper’s saddle.
“Here comes someone for Lauren,” Lexa said in a singsong voice.
“What? Who?”
I turned.
He headed our way. Drew Adams. An insta-smile came to my face. Drew and his blood bay gelding, Polo, hadn’t competed in the intermediate dressage class. When I’d entered the ring, I wished Drew had been able to see my ride. See me in my element. But when my name had been called for a ribbon, I’d spotted Drew cheering for me. He’d been in the stands the whole time.
“Hey,” he said, smiling at all of us before his gaze settled on me.
“Hi,” I said.
“Awesome ride, Lauren.” Drew stretched a hand to rub Whisper’s neck. “You and Whisper deserved first.”
I felt my fair cheeks start to flush. I tried to think of something—anything else but the cute guy standing in front of me—but my mind blanked.
“Thank you,” I said. “I came out of the arena feeling like we’d done our best, but I had serious competition. Like Lexa.” I tipped my head in my friend’s direction.
“Sorry, Lex,” Drew said. “I saw your ride too. It’s too bad there couldn’t have been a tie. Honor executed those turns beautifully.”
Lexa waved her hand. “Second place is what we deserve. Lauren and Whisper blew us away. I’m so happy for her! Plus, it’s going to make Honor and me raise our game.”
Lexa was such a great friend. Gracious, positive, but still competitive. She was the best kind of teammate I could hope for—someone who was there for her fellow teammates even when it came down to individual ribbons.
“How does it feel?” Drew asked. He stepped closer and patted Whisper’s shoulder. His sea-blue eyes were soft. I could stare into them forever. They stood out against his black hair and looked like gemstones against his pale skin.
He wasn’t asking how it felt to win. “I feel like I can finally close the door on Red Oak,” I said. “I needed this—a show—to be able to move a thousand percent past what happened.”
Drew smiled, and I couldn’t help but do the same. “That’s great. I’m happy for you.”
“How’re you doing?” I asked. “You had cross-country, right?”
Drew shook his head. “Yeah, but we’re talking about
you. About your win.”
“Drew! I asked you! How’d it go? Tell me!” I lightly pushed his arm.
“Okay, okay!” He laughed, holding up a hand in a conceding gesture. He reached under his helmet, which was hanging on Polo’s saddle. There was a flash of blue, and he produced a winning ribbon.
“Omigod! Congratulations!” I said, shaking my head. “I wish I could have seen your ride. Why didn’t you...
I'm so late to the game, but I'm finally using eBay as I go through my stuff for fall cleaning.
An updated list of my things will always be on my eBay page, but here are a few current items:
14k White Gold Diamond "J" initial necklace
Victoria's Secret PINK Dogs Pack of Five
Expressions NYC Sequin Wallet
PINK Victoria's Secret LOVE PINK 15" laptop sleeve
More to come! :D
Happy Wednesday!
How's everyone's week going? Comment and let me know! I'm on a doctor-ordered writing break (shhh . . . you never saw me blogging!) because of tendon stress/strain. Boo. But I get to start writing again next Monday and I'm so excited! I'm very lucky to actually *want* to go back to work.
Hugs to all on Team Canterwood! xo
~J
The weekend FLEW by for me. Anyone else?
I'm about to do a Skype chat with Lauryn (love the spelling!) who bid on the chat via eBay. All proceeds from items that I've been auctioning off are being collected and will be donated to NaNoWriMo's Young Writers' Program. :)
I got my "No typing or being on the computer!" rule lifted from my doctor. YAY! Even though, erm, I've been on the computer . . . I *did* listen about typing a lot. That counts, right? :)
I'm so happy that I can start (slowly, said the dr) working tomorrow. I'm on medication and have to follow RICE: Rest, Ice, Compression, Elevation as much as I can. I do have to have surgery though. :( It should be minor and only keep me off the computer (for real that time) for 2-3 weeks. I've just started to look for a doctor (orthopedist) in NYC. There are so, so many doctors and if not done correctly, the surgery can make my pain worse (permanently!) so I have to do TONS of research. I'm nervous about letting someone mess with my arm considering it's what I need to do my job. Eep!
That aside, I did a lot of fall cleaning (check out all of the stuff for sale on my eBay page), read, and brainstormed new novel ideas. I fleshed out a YA that I've been wanting to work on FOREVER and after I finish the draft of JEALOUSY, I'll probably try to start an outline and sample chapters so I can pitch my idea to an editor. I wish I could tell you guys about it!!
I've got a phone call tomorrow about a Secret Sparkly Project so fingers crossed that it goes well.
What did everyone do this weekend? Anything exciting going on this week?
I'll be writingwritingwriting and have 2 doctor appts, but that's it for this week.
Happy Sunday!
xx
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Eeek!
Look what I found on Publishers Weekly Spring 2013 Sneak Previews:
SOURCEBOOKS FIRE
Fire needs a counter-spell for Cursed by Kate and J.R. Angelella, about a girl who comes to believe the curse on her family when she’s pulled into a world of voodoo and demons; Emblazed by Jessica Shirvington, in which Violet is forced to turn over the key to hell to one who has saved, then betrayed her; How I Lost You by Janet Gurtler, a tale about a friendship at stake the summer before two girls’ senior year; My Parent Has Cancer and It Really Sucks by Marc and Maya Silver, an advice book for teens featuring stories from real kids; and Sucks to Be Me by Geoff Herbach, in which nerd-turned-jock Felton faces life changing decisions during his senior year.
WOOOT!!! :D
Just wait till you all read CURSED. OMG. The cover is S-I-C-K.
Yaaay besties with a debut YA on the horizon!
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AHH, super bummed that Canterwood Crest is about to come to an end. :( I look forward to hearing your secret!!!1
Out here in Saskatchewan just got back from skiing all week long. Picked up Jealousy while I was there and loved it. Can't wait for your surprise.
<3 Em
Omg I am so sad the books are coming to end they were my fave series and I am 9. I seriously DO NOT KNOW what I am going to read after this. My fave characters were Klohe and Heather
Can't wait for the secret
:( Wish Canterwood Crest could go on and on and on, forever and ever and ever. I read and loved Jealousy! :) I can't wait for Perfect and Home For Christmas! Look forward to hearing what this secret project is...a new book?