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1. The Latin American Edition!


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2. The Twelve Crazy Days Before Christmas (2016 edition)

The following story, to be told over the 12 days leading up to Christmas, is from a picture book manuscript I wrote years ago. I finally decided to post it here for all of you, and a friend agreed to draw me an elf for each day. Every morning, the latest installment will be added to the bottom of this post.

Enjoy!


THE TWELVE CRAZY DAYS
BEFORE CHRISTMAS

by Jay Asher
illustrated by Julio Desir


12 days before Christmas the elves were running 'round
loading up the sleigh with lots of toys.

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3. WHAT LIGHT...Go Yonder

A little over a month ago, my new book came out. I was so thankful my publisher organized a tour for me because my favorite part of being an author is meeting readers. In this post, I want to share with you a research trip I took while writing the book, but first I'll share some pics from the tour that were a result of finally...finally!...finishing WHAT LIGHT.

The first stop on my tour began as perfectly as I'd hoped. I had a great school visit, and then gave a talk at a local bookstore where I saw my book's floor display for the first time. So beautiful!


After spending a full day speaking and meeting people, signing books, and taking selfies, there can be a lonely adjustment period. So even if it's late, I often grab a dinner and read before going up to my room. This time, I noticed John Cho sitting at a nearby table, but I didn't want to interrupt his dinner. And then Kal Penn joined him, and I...well...come on! So I told them I just started a book tour and would love to get a photo if it wasn't an inconvenience. But those two were so cool, and said they were huge readers, they invited me to join them for dinner. How cool is that!?

(It's very cool.)

Throughout the tour, the school visits were incredible. I'm so grateful that I continue to get asked to speak about the serious issues in THIRTEEN REASONS WHY, and I love discussing how much fun I had writing THE FUTURE OF US, but it's been so nice to also talk about the uplifitng aspects of my new book. And schools used its setting to create some very festive art for my visits!



Schools also used the concepts of forgiveness and reaching out to others for projects, like writing encouraging thoughts...


...and words of kindness on thematic art hung throughout the library.


Bookstores got into the theme, as well. Many offered hot cocoa (with the WHAT LIGHT hot cocoa packets my publisher provided), to be stirred with candycanes like Sierra does in the book.


All of that was wonderful and made me feel great. But it was still all about the students!


So about that research trip...

The idea for WHAT LIGHT came from a newspaper article about a family that lives seventeen hours to the north of me, but for one month a year, they turn this local lot...


...into this Christmas tree paradise!


The idea of having two homes during the year, one on a small lot selling trees while living in a trailer, and the other living in a house on hundreds of acres of farmland, intrigued me. So I headed seventeen hours to the north!


I visited the Hopper Bros. farm and received a tour by the owner, Dennis (who makes a cameo in my book as the owner of the other tree lot in town). Before I went on my research trip, I read a few books on growing and selling Christmas trees so I could ask specific questions instead of merely getting a feel for the basics.



Something that makes me feel like a professional author is when I don't write interesting details I've learned that won't add to the feel or progress of the story. But I learned so much! And while I didn't use the majority of what I learned, the mere confidence I gained to write about people who live this life most definitely made it into the book.

I visited two other Christmas tree farms while in the Pacific Northwest, and sometimes things that I saw inspired scenes.


I also visited a Christmas tree farm tradeshow going on that weekend. My namebadge didn't list a farm or company. It said: author. And you don't walk around a tradeshow telling people you're writing about their business unless you do it. So I did!


It just took me more years than I expected.

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4. Buckeye to Lone Star

When I landed in Cleveland, Ohio last week, I zoomed straight to the house used as Ralphie's in A Christmas Story. I took a tour of the place previously, as seen here, but this time I just wanted to get a couple shots with it as a background for my soon-to-be released Christmas story.



In earlier trips to the area, I never got to the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame, but this time I was determined to change that. So I did! And I got to see one of Slash's hats...


and Bruce's outfit from his Born in the U.S.A. album cover...


and the scribbled lyrics to Jimi's originally titled "Purple Haze Jesus Saves".


But in beweent the Christmas house and the hall of rock, I visited Holy Name High School in Parma Heights.


They were a lovely bunch of nicely dressed students.


And they had some of the best questions. There were questions about character motivation, my own take-away from my books, and even a request to try to get Selena Gomez as some dude's prom date.


Then I had snacks and further conversation with 13 students. (The number 13 was just a coincidence...they said.)


After Ohio, I took a brief breather in California, then it was back on a plane to Texas. There, I visited several very nice art museums in Fort Worth, featuring artists I've studied a lot recently, like Thomas Cole.


That evening, I met up with the organizers and fellow authors to kick-off the Mansfield Book Festival Mellow Mushroom. Here I am with Daniel Jose Older and Christina Diaz Gonzales with our cupcakes (provided by Creations Baking Company).


The first presentation I went to was for Kid Chef Eliana. She is an incredible presenter...


and a delicious cook! I had her book Cool Kids Cook: Fresh and Fit signed for Isaiah.


One of the most entertaining while educational presentations I've seen was Nathan Hale's discussion of his "Hazardous Tales" series. Is there any better combination than hilarious and historical? I mean, if Nathan and Eliana did a program together, that would unbeatable!


I gave a keynote presentation, which is always fun (though slightly intimidating when other authors are present), where I got to get rid of more packets of my What Light hot chocolate in exchange for questions.

That was followed by a panel about social media with Julie Murphy and Kelsey Macke. So this pic, I guess, is Murphy, Mac and Me!


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5. Fall 2016 Children's Books

Scrolling through the Publishers Weekly Fall 2016 Children’s Books issue, these are the soon-to-be released and recently released middle-grade and teen novels that most grabbed my attention:


Insert Coin to Continue by John David Anderson. Bryan Biggins wakes up to find that his life has become a video game.

It’s All Fun and Games by Dave Barrett. Six friends cross into a dangerous fantasy world while taking part in a game of live-action roleplaying.

Lost in Ghostville by John Bladek. When someone kidnaps all the ghosts in town, including his grandmother, Trey races to save her spirit.

Saving Hamlet by Molly Booth. In this time-travel tale, Emma is on the crew of both her school production of Hamlet and the Globe Theater’s original play.

Polaris by Beth Bowland. Aaron unwittingly initiates “The Game,” in which his hometown is the playing board and its residents are the players.

The Forgetting by Sharon Cameron. Nadia sets out to solve the mystery behind the memory purge her town imposes every 12 years.

The Adventures of a Wimpy Superhero by Tim Collins. A teen’s diary chronicles his attempts to be a superhero.

How to Keep a Boy from Kissing You by Tara Eglington. Aurora doesn’t want her first kiss to be with a guy she can’t stand, her co-star in a play.

The Call by Peadar Ó Guilín. In this tale blending horror, fantasy, and folklore, every teen must spend a day being hunted.

League of Archers by Eva Howard. A girl on the run after being accused of killing Robin Hood leads her League of Archers in a search to find the real killer.

Dreidels on the Brain by Joel Ben Izzy. In this novel of growing up Jewish, Joel tries to survive Hanukkah 1971 in the suburbs of Los Angeles.

The Row by J.R. Johansson. Riley wants to uncover the truth about her father, a convicted serial killer, before his execution.

The Romantics by Leah Konen. The story of a boy’s tangled love life is narrated by Love herself.

More Than Magic by Kathryn Lasky. The daughter of TV animators and a character in one of their cartoons team up to save the day in both of their worlds.

The Secret of a Heart Note by Stacey Lee. A teen uses her extrasensitive sense of smell to mix perfumes that help others fall in love.

The Missing by J.R. Lenk. In 1890 London, a teen who witnesses the goings-on of ghosts helps keep the peace between the living and dead.

The Library Book: Curse of the Boggin by D.J. MacHale launches a series set a place where no one knows how stories end, and stories you can’t finish might finish you.

The Best Man by Richard Peck. Archer’s beloved uncle marries another man—Archer’s favorite teacher.

Into White by Randi Pink. When a black teen’s prayers to be white are answered, her journey of self-discovery takes unexpected twists.

Threads by Ami Polonsky. An American girl finds a note with a desperate plea for help from a girl stuck in a Beijing factory.

And Then the Sky Exploded by David A. Poulsen. When a boy learns his great-grandfather helped build the A-bombs dropped on Japan, he wants to make amends.

Monsterville: A Lissa Black Production by Sarah Schauerte Reida. In this series debut, a girl makes monster movies starring a creature from the local woods.

One Was Lost by Natalie Richards. On their senior camping trip, teens wake up to find some kids missing and four dolls dressed like them acting out a murder.

The Telling by Alexandra Sirowy. Multiple murders occur that are eerily similar to the dark stories Lana’s late stepbrother used to tell.

Sticker Girl by Janet Tashjian, illus. by Inga Wilmink, launches a series about a girl whose sticker collection comes to life.

Life in a Fishbowl by Len Vlahos. A teen sabotages the reality TV show that is making a mockery of her family’s life.

Sometimes We Tell the Truth by Kim Zarins. Teens tell stories on a class trip bus ride in this retelling of The Canterbury Tales.

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6. The German Edition!


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7. WHAT LIGHT: Cover Design

I want everyone to read my next book. That would be awesome for so many reasons! But I'll be plenty happy if the only people who read it are the people who want to read a story exactly like the one I wrote. (Although, I think the world would be a much better place if everyone did read it, which I feel morally obligated to say.)

So the most important job of a cover is to grab the attention of people looking for a story just like the one behind the cover. A good title helps, too, which is why I'm glad we settled on what we did rather than those...other ideas of mine.

Until I publish something that's illustrated (no...just checked...I can't say anything yet), one of the most exciting parts of having a book in production is seeing the cover. Or different versions of a cover. With What Light, I saw five potential cover designs. I went back and forth between two designs, but when I showed all five to a couple of people, they chose a different one. So I showed them to a few more people (authors, librarians...), but none of them agreed with me, which was the entire point!

What they kept landing on, whether they knew the premise of the book or not (I wanted both perspectives) was this...


And I liked that one, but I didn't love it. When they told me what they liked about it, I understood where they were coming from, but I imagined myself giving a PowerPoint presentation at a school or library, excitedly showing the covers of Thirteen Reasons Why and The Future of Us, and then casually putting up my latest offering.

How could I tweak this cover to become the cover I would choose? Thankfully, it was winter, and as I was strolling downtown, I came across this poster in a store window...


I snapped a photo of it and emailed it to my publisher and editor. I'll admit, I did not do the best job in telling them how I thought the image of the girl would be enhanced by adding light "flares" or "bursts" or "shimmers" or whatever I called them. And their casual response echoed that I did not describe my vision well enough to convince them.

So I had to show them.

To repeat myself, thankfully, it was winter. That meant I didn't have to climb into the garage attic to fetch a string of Christmas lights, I could simply untangle them from the tree! Then I pulled up the original design onto my laptop, which has a reflective screen, plugged in the lights, and snapped a photo of the cover that included reflected light flares/bursts/shimmers.


And I emailed them this...


Now they understood, and they sent back this...


Thank you, Theresa Evangelista, for working on this cover, which I absolutely love! It represents a book exactly like the one I wrote.

If you'd like to know what What Light is about, or pre-order it, here's a link!

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8. Read Up, Greenville

Greenville, South Carolina. When I announced I was going there to speak at a teen book festival, people piled on the praise for how beautiful it was. And...they were right! The first thing I did when I arrived was head to the most recommended spot, Falls Park.


The morning of the conference, I strolled their Farmers' Market.


Beautiful. Cozy. And the conference itself? Amazing, for so many reasons!

This was the first Read Up, Greenville festival, and I have no doubt it will continue on. It needs to! These teen book festivals are popping up around the country, keeping people inspired to read at a critical time in their lives.

Thankfully, I get to be inspired, too!

I got to hear a keynote from Holly Goldberg Sloan, an author who's also written some great screenplays.


I finally got to hear the powerful presentation of Jason Reynolds and Brendan Kiely for their book, All American Boys, after following their travels online for the past year.


I also had the opportunity to sit on a keynoters panel with the three previous authors because I gave the first keynote of the day.


When not speaking myself, I heard some other great panels. Something I thoroughly enjoy about YA panels that I rarely see with other authors is the back-and-forth dialogue and camaraderie among the panelists. One of the best examples occurred at this conference with Jessica Brody, Susane Colasanti,Stephanie Perkins, and Will Walton. I'd met Jessica and Stephanie at various events over the years, and they're always a couple of the authors I most look forward to seeing. It was great to see Will again after meeting him a couple years ago right after he sold his debut novel, Anything Could Happen. And now I got to buy a copy and get it signed!


But I'd never met Susane before, and was a little intimidated because she's basically royalty when it comes to YA love stories, and I happen to have one of those releasing in a couple months. So to find out she was hoping I could spare an advance copy of What Light? So! Frickin'! Cool!


Another very fun and informative panel featured people who work at Penguin Random House Audio. We also got to hear from a couple actors who narrate for them, Kirby Heyborne and January LaVoy. One activity requiring audience participation prompted Jason, Brendan, and I to give our best impressions of happy cows.


That evening, the speakers were treated to a great meal, hosted at the beautiful bookstore, M. Judson Books. There, I was fortunate enough to sit beside and chat with the super-smart-but-makes-you-feel-smart-too Jennifer Lynn Barnes, an author I somehow haven't crossed paths with since shortly after her first book came out.


That evening, as everyone was winding down, some of us stayed up late in the hotel lobby. There, something happened that never even crossed my mind as a series of words I could one day string into a sentence: I got a tarot reading from Maggie Stiefvater.


Other incredible authors at this festival, all of whom I hope to see again in the very near future: Aisha Saeed, Beth Revis, Brendan Reichs, Carry Ryan, Cassie Beasley, Jessica Khoury, Maya Van Wagenen, Megan Miranda, Nova Ren Suma, Renee Ahdieh, Ryan Graudin, Terra Elan McVoy, and Tiffany Schmidt.

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9. The U.K. Fall/Winter Edition!

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10. RWA 2016

For several days recently, I attended my third RWA conference. That anagram stands for Romance Writers of America. And yes, I was one of only a handful of dudes there. Thankfully, as one of my friends unironically said, "You seem to fit right in."

Truly, this is such a warm, welcoming, and supportive group of professionals. Unless you try really hard, it's nearly impossible to feel like an outsider. More than anything, the group is so inspiring. It's impossible to find authors who collectively work harder (as well as put up with the most crap) than romance authors. Check out the trailer for this new documentary, which they screened the first night of the conference:


As a bonus, this year's conference was held at a beautiful San Diego hotel.


While conferences are great to get re-inspired, reunited with friends, and learn, it's also a great place to promote a new or upcoming release. For me, that meant bringing What Light hot cocoa packets to the Goody Room. I could have given away over 300 of these things if I'd brought them, but we were allowed very specific dimensions, so I had to return over and over to replenish my box.


One of the first people I ran into at the conference was Crystal Perkins, who wore a dress that basically begged me to ask for a selfie.


I had dinner with an author I haven't had a chance to hang out with before, Jenny Han. Chatting one-on-one with someone I've never really spoken with can be difficult for a shy, introverted, small-talk-fumbling guy like me. But I completely enjoyed--and learned from--our freewheeling discussion of writing, promotion, race, gender issues, politics and religion. Yes, we absolutely went there in our very first conversation. And we left as friends!


Plus, the food was delicious. Delicious! This wooden bowl is holding BBQ carrots. I know, they look all...whaaaaaa???...but they tasted like...mmmmmm!!!


Other wonderful authors whose books I've read that I dined with but was too dumb to document with a pic: Jennifer Snow, Heather Davis, and Sally Kilpatrick.

I also got to meet a YA author whose debut novel I've been wanting to read since I first heard its premise. And now I have a signed copy of Summer of Supernovas by Darcy Woods!


An exciting aspect of this conference was running into authors who had read my books and had teenagers back home who had also read my books. So they sent pics to their daughters to make them jealous!



I can't wait to hear what their daughters (and these authors!) think of my new book, which I made sure they received.

Another thing I love about this conference is the thought put into presentation. The main ballroom always looks so glamorous, which adds to the feeling of respect for the art and business being discussed.


The highlight of the conference is always the awards ceremony. Awards are given to many subgenres within the romance category, with the RITA going to published books and the Golden Heart going to unpublished manuscripts. Both awards are given equal prestige, and the editors of the winning books are also invited to speak after the authors accepts their award.

One winner of a RITA is also a friend. Pintip Dunn's YA novel, Forget Tomorrow, won in the Best First Book category. 


I would love to win a RITA one day. Love! Just sayin'. Just throwing it out there...

There were a lot of sequins and high heels at the ceremony, and even a dude in a kilt, but I was mighty proud of the tie I had made just for this event. I even had it signed by the RITA winner above!


Here's the larger group of YA authors I had the opportunity to hang out with at the conference.

Meg Kassel, T.L. Sumner, L.A. Freeland, Pintip Dunn,
Darcy Woods, Kimberly MacCarron, Sheri Renae Preston-Adkins,
Marni Bates, Mary Sullivan, Vanessa Barneveld, Marnee Blake,
Amy DeLuca (a.k.a. Amy Patrick), Jessica Ruddick, Nicole Hohmann

Hopefully I'll see you all next year in Orlando!

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11. Puerto Rico!

Yes, I was in Puerto Rico recently. But it was for work, okay? I can't help it if I get to my hotel room and the window looks out on a view like this...


It's still work!

And I can't help it if that window slides open and I can lean out to get a view like this...


Still work!

Sadly, I am not a beach dude. Beaches are so...sandy. And if you get in the water, when you get out, that sand sticks to you. And the sun is so...hot.

My wife and my son, they love the beach. So when I sent them the pics from above, they both said they would be very upset if I came home without getting in that beautiful water. But as I told them, which is the same as I told you, this was a work visit. I wasn't there to play!

Plus, I didn't bring my swim shorts.

First order of business, I was interviewed by a local newspaper. And they brought a photographer with them. But I can not help it that this was the backdrop...


Primarily, I was in Puerto Rico to give a talk and do a signing at The Bookmark Boutique. The most nerve-wracking part of any bookstore visit is the lead-up. Will anyone show? If only a few people show--as can happen--I still enjoy myself, but more than a few is always nice. When I approached the store, that place was packed! People were standing outside!!!


Yes, it was a small store (hence, the Boutique part of the name), but still!

I began by reading a couple of pages as Clay's character from Thirteen Reasons Why, and was soon joined by a girl from the audience who read the part of Hannah.


Then I spoke a bit about the writing for that book, and The Future of Us, and told them about the October release of What Light. During the Q&A part of my visit, I gave out packets of What Light hot cocoa mix.


They were an amazing audience! I had a great time, and would love to come back.


Before I hopped on the plane to fly home, I gave in and bought a pair of swim shorts. I think I was the palest thing on the beach without feathers, but the water was so warm, my only regret is that I didn't dive in earlier.

I'm sure I looked something like this...

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12. In Orlando

Last week, I flew to Orlando for a couple of publishing events. It would be my first time to exclusively promote my upcoming novel, What Light, which I was very excited about. Coincidentally, some very special people happened to be visiting Orlando at the same time. My cousin Cindy's daughter was competing in a volleyball tournament. They live in California, several hours south of where I live, so we met up on the other side of the country. Another cousin, Michelle, lives in Florida a few hours from Orlando, so even more of the family was able to get together. 


A couple years ago, I posted about a YA writing retreat I attended. I wasn't able to attend their retreat last year, but this year they held it in Orlando. Though I couldn't hang out with them as much as last time, I did meet up with the authors for dinner. Kristin Harmel brought make-up bags for everyone, featuring our latest book release. But I've been using mine to carry Sharpies for autographing.


Visiting Orlando so soon after they were hit by horribly violent acts, there was a somberness that--rightfully--crept into conversations. Those attacks weighed on me heavily leading up to my visit, so I went to the makeshift memorials at these sites. Among the flowers, photos, crosses, and candles where Christina Grimmie last sang, a fan taped a handwritten note to a window about the inspiration in Christina's voice, as well as the life she lived.


I drove a couple librarians to the site of the Pulse tragedy. People were crying and praying, in groups and alone. The air was so hot and humid, and the terror of what happened in that small building behind the fence was crushing.



Conversations about these events continued throughout the week, but the publishing world also pushed forward.


At the ABC Children's Institute, part of the American Booksellers Association, Penguin held a dinner for several independent booksellers from around the country. To celebrate the upcoming releases of The Inquisitor's Tale by Adam Gidwitz and What Light, the menu was styled as if we were dining at Jay & Adam's Evergreen Tavern.


Most of my Orlando events were later in the week at the American Library Association conference. One event was a pizza party attended by many authors and a whole lot of teens. Each author sat at a table-o-teens for several minutes to discuss their latest books, and then moved to the next table-o-teens where the pitch was repeated. During that time, the teens dines and the authors attempted. This is what I'd been able to eat after a few rounds.


My first official signing of What Light was thrilling! I'd been brainstorming and working on this book for over a decade...and now people get to read it! The signing line, which wrapped beyond where I could see it, gave me goosebumps.


Later, when Greg Neri tried to steal my man-purse (I mean, Sharpie container), my wrist held strong!


There were several restrooms marked for men and women around the convention, but this was the first event where I've seen a couple opened as gender-neutral. I was curious as to how people would react. Truly, it was kind of beautiful to see people notice the sign, shrug (if they offered a reaction at all), and head on in to take care of their natural business. After the nearby Pulse tragedy, it felt like an especially huge deal. After having lunch with my author friend Amber Hart and gonna-be author friend Tori Kelley, we wanted to get a pic at the entrance to this ALA awesomeness.


It's always flattering when people fanboy and fangirl while getting an autograph. Myself, I did plenty of fanboying at ALA. I mean...it's Anne M. Martin! Not only is she the author behind The Baby-Sitters Club series, but she's bringing one of my favorite series back-to-life. While I read about Mrs. Piggle-Wiggle growing up, today's kids will get to read those same books, but also new ones about her niece, Missy Piggle-Wiggle.


I finally got to meet a friend of some of my author friends, Amy Lukaviks, who writes creepy and scary books. That--be prepared!--is a bucket-list genre for me, too.


I also got to meet a man whose commentaries I always enjoy, Roger Sutton, editor of The Horn Book. If you don't read Roger, you should!


PIP (People In Publishing) always laugh at me for assuming other PIP won't know who I am. But, whatever! It makes it that much more exciting for me when people do know who I am. Simply asking for a selfie for this blog post, I had a couple of those exciting moments when I met Daniel Handler (a.k.a. Lemony Snicket)...


...and Kwame Alexander.


Actually, I already knew Kwame knew who I was, but only because of a freak-out fanboy moment I had earlier on Twitter.


Dude. I mean, just...dude!

I took part in another table-hopping pitch fest, but this time with librarians and many more authors. Check out all these story-scribblers!



For my final event before heading to the airport, I had a book signing at a table next to Grace Lin, which allowed me to get another great book signed for my son.


The advance reading copies I came home with, though the authors weren't in Orlando to sign them, were How to Hang a Witch by Adriana Mather, The Best Man by Richard Peck, and One Was Lost by Natalie D. Richards.


Books I had signed and personalized to me were Ashes by Laurie Halse Anderson, Gertie's Leap to Greatness by Kate Beasley, Poppy Mayberry, the Monday by Jennie Brown, The Inquisitor's Tale by Adam Gidwitz, The Edge of Everything by Jeff Giles, Diabolic by S.J. Kincaid, The Women in the Walls by Amy Lukavics, The Homecoming by Stacie Ramey, and The Changelings by Christina Soontornvat.


Books I had signed for my son were Whoosh! by Chris Barton, illustrated by Don Tate, Ling & Ting: Together in All Weather by Grace Lin, Missy Piggle-Wiggle and the Whatever Cure by Ann M. Martin and Annie Parnell, and Poet: The Remarkable Story of George Moses Horton written and illustrated by Don Tate.

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13. WHAT LIGHT: Dear Readers

When my publisher was putting together the advance copies of What Light, I asked if I could write a letter to introduce the book to the booksellers, librarians, and anyone else getting an early look. They also added a photo that I took at one of the farms I visited while researching the story.

Here's what it looks like in the advance copies:


And here's what it says:

"...make the face of heaven so fine
That all the world will be in love with light."

Dear Readers,

     Since the debut of my first novel, Thirteen Reasons Why, the themes of hope and forgiveness have been at the center of my interactions with teens. Many have told me they finally felt understood within the pages of that book, even if it could never reflect all parts of their lives. Others, while they could appreciate the book, didn't see it as a reflection of their experiences. A novel about their lives, sadly, would not get hailed as "a brave, honest look at the teen years." So, after a recent book tour that had me speaking to such a variety of students in all fifty states, I felt drawn to explore hope and forgiveness again, but in a new way.
     The story of What Light has been glowing in my mind for a long time. I read a newspaper profile about a family with a Christmas tree farm in Oregon. Every year, they hauled the trees south and sold them on a lot where I live in California. The part of their story that stood out most concerned their children. When not selling trees, they attended a nearby public school or hung out with friends. When the holiday was over, the whole family went back home. Two sets of friends? A defined timeline? There had to be a story there! But it would take about a dozen years before I found it.
     I continuously brainstormed and took notes even after I began work on Thirteen Reasons Why. That book describes the suicide of someone who lost hope in the future and was unable to forgive the past, though hope and forgiveness are found by someone left behind. If I were to address those themes a second time, I wanted to bookend them in an uplifting story about love.
     I looked closer at my notes for What Light and saw that potential. It would let me revisit many similar issues, but through different lenses. Love rather than hurt. Overcoming rather than succumbing. Forgiveness--especially the forgiveness of self--rather than guilt.
     I wrote this book for the teens I've met who've had too many dark days but hold on to hope that things can get better. And I wrote it for the teens I've met who have mostly good days but who still encounter sadness and difficult decisions.
     It is a story I've wanted to share for a long time: What Light.

With gratitude,
Jay Asher

"...behold this night
Earth-treading stars that make dark heaven light."
--William Shakespeare, Romeo and Juliet


You can find out more about What Light, or pre-order it, by clicking here.


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14. Author Events: June 2016

Where you can find me in the next few weeks:

June 10
Barnes & Noble
(open to everyone)
98 Middlesex Turnpike
Burlington, Massachusetts
7pm

June 12
Barnes & Noble
with Mary Weber and K. Makansi
(open to everyone)
894 Marsh Street
San Luis Obispo, California
1pm

June 16
(open to all teens)
North Central University
Minneapolis, Minnesota
evening keynote (open to everyone): 7pm

June 22
(for booksellers)
Orlando, Florida

June 25-26
(for librarians)
Orlando, Florida


Plus, a video I love about six
awesome upcoming books!
(Mine, What Light, is the last one discussed.)

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15. Estonia

Several months ago, I was asked to take part in a literary festival in Estonia. I quickly checked my calendar and said, "Yes!" And then I quickly went online to figure out (literally) where in the world I was going. I mean, I knew a little about Estonia, but in case you didn't know, there are so many countries in this world! And this gave me a great opportunity to dig in and learn some more about this part of the glove before heading over.

The time difference is ten hours ahead of where I live in California, and so much further north. When I got to my hotel, it was already 5:30pm, which meant there were only several more hours of daylight.


Above, the city of Tallinn looks very modern, which it is. After all, Skype was invented in Estonia! Sadly, for a country with a history much older than the U.S., most of its historical buildings have been destroyed over the centuries by the many countries who have occupied this area. But what has survived is beautiful.


The following pic was taken on my second day, after driving to the city of Tartu for my first event. The people who helped organize much of my trip include Triin Toomesaar (executive director at KiVa), Annika Aas (librarian), and Tiiu Vitsut (from the U.S. Embassy).


I was one of three speakers at the opening ceremony of the 13th Tartu International Literary Festival Prima Vista. (13th. I know!) But before the speakers began, they had a very weird...but also cool (but very weird)...artsy thing going on with a man in a bathrobe who sang and flipped through an atlas while another man played the piano and a synthesizer. And all of this happened while a green flame burned on top of a cart, of course. It was very Northern European and very cool...but weird.


I was asked to follow that up with a few minutes talking about whatever I wanted, though it should fit this year's festival theme: Mystification. I was followed by Eugen Ruge, a writer from Germany. He was followed by Viktor Yerofeyev, a writer from Russia. And then the festival was underway!

We exited the room so that it could be made a little less atmospheric, and then I spoke to an audience about Thirteen Reasons Why. While I spoke, a handful of attendees wore headphones so a translator sitting in a nearby booth could translate my words into Estonian.



I didn't know it, but the Estonian publisher of that novel was in attendance! So this is the guy originally responsible for me being invited over.


These two women brought up their Estonian copies of my book to sign, which were my first autographs in that edition.



And this reader brought her Russian edition to be signed, which was also a first. And this particular Russian  cover I actually had never seen.



Then I was given a tour of the city. Apparently there are several of these rectangular yellow art structures around town, which you can swivel to frame things like they're on a National Geographic cover, such as this leaning building.



That night was the Mayor's Reception in the Town Hall, where I received a signed thank you letter from the mayor himself. But no one else was taking selfies with the dude, and my shyness got the best of me. But now I'm kicking myself for not getting a pic with him!

The next day, we drove to the University of Tartu Narva college. The first thing that caught my attention were the bathroom signs. They weren't signs at all! They were lights beamed onto the floor from the ceiling. Why? I don't know! And that's awesome!!!


As I told the students in Narva, if I had known while writing this book that it would one day bring me to speak at a college in Estonia, introduced by U.S. Ambassador, James D. Melville, I probably would have puked. But that happened! (The speaking, not the puking.)


Narva is so close to Russia, about half of the students here listened through headphones as my words were translated into Russian.


This reader had me sign the first version of this Russian edition.


The history of Estonia is fascinating. Seriously, look into it! They've only had a few decades of independence in their long history, most recently gaining it back in 1991. Because of Narva's proximity to Russia, and the majority of its citizens speaking Russian as their first language, most things are printed in both Estonian and Russian, such as these posters for my visit.


How close is Russia? In the following pic, I'm standing in Estonia, and the castle across the river is Russian. That's pretty close!


For my last event, I went back to Tallinn. At the Apollo bookstore, I spoke on a panel about bullying. As I've found while travelling throughout the United States, and my previous foreign visits to Germany and Canada (yes, Canada counts as a foreign visit!), this is an issue that's been around forever, but people around the world are just recently deciding it's not something we should tolerate anymore as "a part of growing up." And I believe this is an internationally beautiful and unifying thing!


I also got to meet, for the first time, a translator of one of my books! Liisa Raudsepp did such an amazing job on the translation, she was even nominated for a major award.



Thank you to everyone I met in this beautiful country. You, and your history, have truly inspired me.

Sing on, Estonia!

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16. One Week in Kentucky

A great week speaking in Kentucky began with an airport run-in with Cliff from Cheers. I mean, Hamm from Toy Story and Mack from Cars. I mean, John Ratzenberger!


In my li'l rental car, in which I swoop through areas where I'm speaking to see as many local oddities as I can, I caught a distant ark being built. This isn't being built for a flood, but as a duplicate to one used during a well-known Biblical flood in an attraction called Ark Encounter. Still, if it starts raining a lot, I know where I'm heading!


But I was brought into Kentucky to speak, so I headed to the Grant County Public Library in Williamstown and was given one of the coolest handmade gifts!


Some attendees were in their seats long before I was scheduled to begin. And if you really want an author to feel special, that is precisely how you do it!



As the following road sign proves, if there's anything Kentucky is known for besides horse racing, it's bourbon.


Every few years, I'll take a sip from a shotglass to see if I've finally acquired the taste buds for "adult" beverages. The answer is always an instantaneous "No!" Still, I wanted to check out some of the nearby distilleries due to regional curiosity. But before driving out to any of them, I did more of what I was there for. This time, the seats were filled at Bardstown Middle School.



Their questions were great, which is always the sign of a school that encourages students to think for themselves and think outside the box. Although, when I was leaving, I did catch a couple students trying to escape.


The coolest distillery I visited while in Kentucky was for Maker's Mark. They do everything by hand here, including printing their labels on this press.


If you've ever seen their bottles, they're distinctive because of the dripping red wax on the neck. I learned that those drips are trademarked! Here's what it looks like when the wax-less bottles arrive, get dipped, and then set back on the conveyor belt.


Before my talk at the Nelson County Public Library that evening, I had dinner with a few librarians. Joining us was the mother of a girl who ended her life last year as a seventh grader. This bracelet remains on my wrist as I type this, and will remain here until it wears out.


Then it was time to do my speaking thing!



The next day, I began my journey to Bowling Green, which should have taken an hour and a half. It turned into an all-day adventure as I kept finding road signs luring me to amazing destinations. For example, the land once owned by the following family.


The Lincoln's lived here for the first two years of Abraham's life. They drew their water from this very spring!


Another stop brought me to Hidden River Cave. The next tour didn't leave for a couple hours...unless I didn't mind tagging along with a class of fifth graders. Of course I didn't mind! They made the whole experience much more interesting. And loud! But interesting.



When I arrived in Bowling Green, all of the teen and children's authors who had arrived for the following day's Southern Kentucky Book Festival were hanging out and having a grand ol' time. But I didn't join them. Why? Because I didn't know about it. Why? Because I wasn't invited. Why? Because the event organizers were told I wasn't into that sort of thing. What? Why? Because that's what the person who arranged my visit told them!

What!?!?

For most events I attend, the organizers approach me directly, and sometimes my publisher arranges events. Other times, a booking agency will contact me to see if I'd like to do an event they're working on. Often times, I say yes. The agency takes 20% of whatever I make, as they should. After the event, they'll usually tempt me to sign with them exclusively in exchange for more gigs. Every time, I say no because I like working directly with the venues, and I don't mind making less money per visit if that means I get to meet more readers.

If you've ever contacted me directly about setting up a visit, you know that if you hire me, I'm yours for the entire day. If you want me to speak four four times during the day, plus have lunch with select students, and then speak at a library in the evening, that's great. That's why I'm there.

But at this event, apparently the Book Fest was told I would only speak one hour on Friday and then I would sign for only one hour on Saturday. Meanwhile, the rest of the authors spoke several times throughout the two days, and when they weren't speaking, they were sitting with their books from 9am to 3pm to autograph books for any readers who wanted them.

And I, apparently, don't go for that sort of thing.

Why was this said by the booking agency? Maybe they thought it made me ("their" author) seem important. Maybe one of the other authors brought to the festival by this agency (there were three of us) had demanded this in their contract, and maybe the agency didn't want to make that author look bad. I don't know! Yet...

Either way, I didn't know about any of this at the time, so while the other authors gathered to hang out, I was probably watching YouTube videos in my hotel room. And then, later in the evening, when my friend Katherine Howe arrived, we attended a delicious event called Taste of Bowling Green. Local restaurants showed off their edibles, and a kick-ass band played. We also stepped into a photobooth to document the evening. Do either one of us look like author divas? I don't think so!

#SOKY #YA

The next morning, I arrived at the festival at 9:30am, That's thirty minutes after they opened, which was thirty minutes before my presentation. That's when I noticed all the other authors sitting at tables, ready to sign their books. And that's when I began to question why I wasn't invited to sign books throughout the entire festival. And that's when my jaw began to drop.

So I went and gave my presentation...



,,,and afterwards, I promptly went to the table where my books were stacked and I sat there until 3pm like the good author that I am.

You know who has great readers? I do! You know who else has great readers? Shannon Messenger. One of her readers brought a lot homemade cookies based on her books. 


Who's that making a face at my cookies? Another author who has amazing readers, Alecia Whitaker. One of her readers brought her senior portraits to the festival, and each picture included books by her favorite author: Ms. Whitaker. While this was my first time meeting Alecia, I had so much fun with her as my seatmate that I will now refer to her as my Sister-From-Another-Mister. The first book I bought at the festival was Wildflower. And yes, of course I had it signed!


An author I'm always happy to see and hang out with while traveling is Phil Bildner. His shirt, in Arabic, reads "Love Conquers Hate". That matched perfectly with my purple shirt, worn in tribute to Prince, who passed away the day before.


I got to meet author M.D. Payne, and found out that he's the husband of the person at Penguin who organized last school year's 50 States Against Bullying campaign. 


A book I've been looking forward to reading, The Serpent King, was written by Jeff Zentner. And now, I own a signed copy! Even better than that, Jeff taught me a new way to eat apples, from the top down, which makes it possible to devour core-and-all. So weird! And so cool!


I also had a great time discussing the fun of co-authoring books with the co-authors of the Doon series, Lorie Langdon and Carey Corp.


The second day of the conference, the organizers were able to squeeze me onto an author panel discussion, which is something I love to do (despite what they had been told). I even got to pose for my first selfie-stick photo with many of my fellow festival authors.


Thanks for a great week, Kentucky!

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17. The Doors of Perception

Last week, I spoke at Royal Palm Beach High School in Florida. (I know, sometimes being an author requires you to drag yourself to a place called Royal Palm Beach.) RPBHS was in the midst of week-long events and discussions based around Thirteen Reasons Why. So I'm guessing that's why they invited me!

One student asked me, "Is it weird to think that a whole school is doing this around something you wrote?" Yes, it is. It's very weird!

And it's one of the most amazing things an author can experience.

Students designed book-specific bookmarks, which I've already given a prime spot in my office. But I'm going to assume none of the students ever used the bookmarks while reading 13RW...because they couldn't stop reading it!


Another student designed this poster in the library.


The office door in the library was full of positive notes left by students and faculty.


Then it was time to speak to an audience where so many of the students had already read my book.



During lunch, I dined on Chipotle (they donated everything!) with a group of students wearing shirts designed for this week. These students were chosen from a larger group of students who had created projects--posters, displays, wordles...--dealing with my book.


Then...time to speak again!




Before I left, I was taken on a tour of decorated classroom doors that won a school-wide contest.





Doors, man! I've never been so emotionally moved by...doors!!!

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18. Between 2 Holidays: ILLINOIS

I usually do a lot of travelling around Easter, though I would never miss being home on that special morning. Like most years, this Easter began with an egg hunt, followed by a hike up Terrace Hill with JoanMarie and Isaiah for a hilltop service.


The next morning, I flew to Illinois to do my part in two week-long high school events. But when I got to my hotel that night, it was being evacuated. The police officer told me it was for "hazmat issues." If you care to know what that issue was, you can click here.

So that's a new travel experience that may find its way into a story one day...

The first school I visited, Lakes Community High School, was in the midst of Writers Week. Obviously, I'm very pleased with how my author career has unfolded, but I've attended enough events similar to this one to wonder where my interests may have turned if I'd been introduced to so many different types of writing careers.

Swag!

The one speaker I got to hear, Jennifer Dornbush, had a crazy story about how she found her way to crime fiction, It involved dead bodies being brought to her home as a child, and a photo of her Barbie doll in a bodybag.


I shared my author experience with two groups of students in the theater, and led a workshop on writing suspense to a smaller group of writers.


The "green room" was backstage, where departing theater students had left messages on the walls for future students. I love the sentiment below.


The next day, I spoke at Grayslake North High School's Spark Week. Here, many types of arts are explored with many speakers and performers.


At one of my presentations, I was introduced by two students who sang while one of them played the ukulele. I love ukulele! I own a ukulele! This student, though, played her ukulele much better than me. And both students sang much better than me. But, whatever...


Another one of my presentations had me introduced by an accordion and singing pirates. In this case, I have no relation to either the accordion or pirates.


I'm seeing these Writers Week and Spark Week ideas pop up more and more throughout the country, and I really hope it keeps growing. And I hope they keep inviting me!

The next day, I returned home. And I made it home in time to celebrate another beautiful holiday: April Fools' Day!

This year, my son and I made his likeness using a wig, Charlie Brown, and footie pajamas. In the morning, Isaiah told JoanMarie he was going out back to play, and when she and I opened the curtains a few minutes later, "Isaiah" was holding on by one arm to the roof's rain gutter.


Next year's prank is already being planned.

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19. Happy Easter!

The following is my annual Easter re-post.


Every so often, a reader tells me their impression of something I wrote in a way that deepens my own understanding of my own words. Someone in Florida once told me how a decision one of my characters made helped her illustrate a sentiment she'd been trying to get across to her friends.

Here's what she told me:

In the past, I've had to help friends realize that life goes on even after you've made a poor decision. Not because you move on or get over it, but because you grow as a result of it. You build something new, something with a higher purpose, using what you've learned as one of your bricks.

When I read that, my heart leapt! Since there was no way I could say it any better, I immediately knew I'd be using her words in future speeches...and blog posts.

So what does this have to do with Easter?

One of the most beautiful ideas surrounding this holiday is that we're all given an opportunity to make corrections if we find ourselves traveling down a road we don't want to (or shouldn't) be on. In fact, we're given this opportunity to change every day. Every second! But sometimes we need a calendar to remind us.

Refresh. Repair. Rebirth. Whatever you want to call it...

Renewal is a wonderful blessing!

Easter 2016

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20. 10th Anniversary Edition: THIRTEEN REASONS WHY

hardcover anniversary edition
includes special additional content


On sale: December 27, 2016

Thirteen Reasons Why up-to-date:
  • #1 New York Times bestseller
  • over 2.5 million copies in print in the U.S.
  • translated into 35 languages worldwide
  • in production as a 13-episode series for Netflix (Tom McCarthy, director of Spotlight, recipient of the Academy Award for Best Picture, will direct the first two episodes; Brian Yorkey, Pulitzer Prize winning writer of Next to Normal, is the series creator and lead writer; executive producers: Steve Golin, Selena Gomez, Kristil Laiblin, Tom McCarthy, Diana Son, Michael Sugar, Kristen Teefey, Mandy Teefey, Joy Gorman Wettels, Brian Yorkey)

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21. Ontario Teen Book Fest: Part 2

There's something going on in Ontario!

I was all set to proclaim yesterday's visit to the Ontario Teen Book Fest one of my best days as an author, but then I reviewed the post about my my previous visit in 2012. Apparently (and now I fully remember), that was also one of my best days as an author.

Yesterday began when I woke up at 3am, and then drove to family friend (oh, and amazing author) Mary Weber's to begin a 4-hour car ride. Sitting behind Mary in the photo below is her daughter, Rilian. Behind me is Rilian's friend, Jenna. Despite what our faces say, the coffee was delicious and necessary.


The book festival has grown a lot since my visit four years ago. For example, hashtags and selfies are much more common. In fact, many of the pics I'll post below were found using #OntarioTBF. And if you were a reader attending the festival who wanted selfies with authors, even if they were speaking you could get one!


A few times, unlike the photo above, actual versions of the authors could also be found in the same place.

Virginia Boecker, Kristin Halbrook, Mary McCoy, B.T. Gottfred, Robin Reul,
Jessica Brody, Stephanie Diaz, Sara Elizabeth Santana,
Nicole Maggi, E. Katherine Kotaras, Marrisa Meyer

The organizer of the event was the extraordinary Courtney Saldana. Any continuing awesomeness of this festival is due to her work, and the volunteers she brings aboard.


The conference began with keynotes by me, Marissa, and then Andrew.


And I think we did rather well!


There were three panels that attendees could attend in the morning. Unfortunately, I only got to attend one. Fortunately, I got to be on it!


Lunch, which followed this panel, was provided by Panera. And I was happy to find no onions on my sandwich! Thank you, Panera.


Full bellies make authors very happy.

Not an accurate depiction of our height difference.

Not an accurate depiction of the hair on Jessica's chin.
(She doesn't have any.)

Unfortunately, I could only attend one of the afternoon's three panels. Fortunately, I was on that one, too!


During the massive book signing, Mary and I had the chance to sign another author's book...and it wasn't even vandalism!

Bonus material from Cress by Marissa Meyer.

And look at this reader's homemade shirt!!!


Thank you, OTBF, for another wonderful festival. And thank you for this wonderful tag, which featured the cover of my next book. (A copy of What Light is headed your way, Courtney!)

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22. Spring 2016 Children's Books

Browsing through the Spring 2016 Children’s Books issue of Publishers Weekly, these are the recently released (or soon-to-be released) middle-grade and teen novels that most grabbed my attention:


The Head of the Saintby Socorro Acioli, trans. by Daniel Hahn. A Brazilian boy who lives in a giant, hollow, concrete head of St. Anthony can hear people’s prayers—and decides to answer them.

The Leaving by Tara Altebrando. Eleven years after six kindergartners went missing without a trace, five of them return—not knowing where they’ve been.

The Way Back to Youby Michelle Andreani and Mindi Scott. Two teens take a road trip to meet three people who received their late best friend’s organs.

The Parent Agencyby David Baddiel. Tired of his strict parents, Barry makes a wish that transports him to a world where kids choose their own parents.

Some of the Partsby Hannah Barnaby. Grieving her older brother’s death, Tallie tries to track down the recipients of his donated organs.

Nine, Ten: A September 11 Story by Nora Raleigh Baskin offers a look at the days leading up to the tragic events and how that day impacted the lives of four middle schoolers in different part of the country.

Scarlett Epstein Hates It Here by Anna Breslaw. A teen finds an outlet for her fanfic writing by posting a fanfiction narrative about her schoolmates online.

The Classy Crooks Club by Alison Cherry. AJ discovers that her strict grandmother’s “bridge group” is actually a club of crooks.

The Season of You and Me by Robin Constantine. After her boyfriend breaks up with her, Cassidy falls for a paralyzed fellow counselor at a summer camp.

Sticks and Stonesby Abby Cooper. A girl who has a rare disorder that makes words people say about her appear on her body finds ways to accept who she is.

Hot Pterodactyl Boyfriend by Alan Cumyn. Shiels falls for the first-ever interspecies transfer student at her school.

Breaker by Kat Ellis. The death count on campus rises after Kyle, son of an executed serial killer, arrives at his new school.

The Secret Destiny of Pixie Piper by Annabelle Fisher, illus. by Natalie Andrewson is the first of a duology about a girl descended from Mother Goose.

Cleo Edison Oliver, Playground Millionaire by Sundee T. Frazier. Inspired by a woman entrepreneur on TV, Cleo launches a tooth-pulling business at school.

Twisted by Hannah Jayne. When her father is accused of being a serial killer, Bex becomes the ultimate bait in a dangerous game of cat and mouse.

The Deadly 7 by Garth Jennings. An ancient machine pulls the seven deadly sins from a boy’s soul, turning them into creatures who help find his missing sister.

Dreamology by Lucy Keating. After Alice falls in love with the boy who has long appeared in her dreams, he shows up at her new school.

The Museum of Heartbreak by Meg Leder, photos by Jill Wachter. Penelope curates a mini-museum dedicated to all the different heartbreaks—love and friendship— in her life.

The Sleepover by Jen Malone. Three friends try to piece together the evidently outrageous antics of their sleepover the night before, when they may have been hypnotized.

Save Me, Kurt Cobainby Jenny Manzer. A girl who’s been adrift since her mother vanished suspects that Kurt Cobain is still alive—and that he’s her father.

How to Hang a Witchby Adriana Mather. Sam discovers she’s at the center of a centuries-old curse affecting anyone with ties to the Salem witch trials.

Nowhere Boys by Elise McCredie. After four boys spend a stormy night in the bush, they return home to discover that no one knows them.

26 Kisses by Anna Michels. After a break-up, Veda finds the perfect solution to heal her heartbreak by embarking on a summer-long quest to kiss 26 boys—one for every letter of the alphabet.

Gemini by Sonya Mukherjee. The story of 17-year-old conjoined twins is told in alternating perspectives, marking Mukherjee’s debut.

The Greatest Zombie Movie Ever by Jeff Strand. Justin and his filmmaking buddies decide it’s time to make the greatest zombie movie ever.

The Last Boy and Girl in the World by Siobhan Vivian. Keeley and her friends make the most of their remaining time together after a storm floods their hometown and everyone is ordered to pack up 
and leave.

Demon Dentist by David Walliams, illus. by Tony Ross. Is the new dentist in town responsible for the creepy crawlies appearing under kids’ pillows in place of coins from the tooth fairy?

Dreamers Often Lieby Jacqueline West. After a high-school actress fractures her skull, she’s afraid to admit that she’s hallucinating about Shakespeare.

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23. Back At It: YORBA LINDA

Last week I spoke at the Yorba Linda Public Library. It was my first author talk since before Thanksgiving, so my nerves were hitting hard. But I knew it was friendly territory because Amy, the teen librarian who set this up, used to work at the San Luis Obispo Public Library. And that's where I used to work!

So we're basically family.

I love seeing book displays at libraries and bookstores based around topics. Or, if there's an author visit, a display of books that touch on similar themes.


I gave my first author talk eight-and-a-half years ago, so it's rare to see something done for the very first time. But at this library, they labeled the refreshment stations after places in Thirteen Reasons Why! The coffee table became Monet's Garden...


...and if you wanted a root beer float, you went to Rosie's Diner.



The audience was great, which isn't unusual...thankfully!



But I was especially grateful to have such a good audience for this visit. This was my first talk where I was able to mention two exciting career developments. As you can see by the screen behind me, I can now talk about three books: Thirteen Reasons Why, The Future of Us, and What Light, which comes out this October!


It takes a long time for me to figure out the best way to describe a book, so this was my test audience for What Light. And I totally messed it up! But like I said, I was happy they were a great audience.

Here are members of the library's book group, as well as Amy on the far left.



The second development I was finally able to discuss publicly was the upcoming Thirteen Reasons Why Netflix series. The lucky audience in Yorba Linda also had the chance to meet, get pictures with, and speak to some of its producers and writers, who came out from Los Angeles to attend the event.


Maybe the next time I speak I'll have even more news to share!

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24. LEAP DAY by Jay Asher

Before becoming published as a YA author, I wrote--and unsuccessfully attempted to publish--novels for young children. One of those books almost sold. Set in the fourth grade, it was originally called The ChocoBarn Cow, and it won me a wonderful award from the Society of Children' Book Writer and Illustrators. The Sue Alexander Award earned me a free trip to New York City where I met with several editors. One of those editors even wanted to buy it! But his publisher said, "Nope." I later changed the name of that book to My Udder Life, which didn't help it. But I still think it's a cool story!

And I moved on.

I began work on another book set in the fourth grade. At a national conference put on by SCBWI, I had the first few chapters critiqued by an editor at a major publishing house. She loved it! She asked to see the rest of it when I was finished. I said, "Okay!" And when I finished it, I sent it to her, and she said, "Nope."

So I moved on and I wrote Thirteen Reasons Why. (That got a whole lot of nopes, too. Thankfully, it only takes one yep!)

Since today is Leap Day, I thought I'd finally share the opening two chapters of that second novel with all of you. While this has never been professionally edited, I still think it's pretty dang cool.

It's called...


Leap Day
 by
 Jay Asher


30 days has September
April, June, and November
All the rest have 31
But February —
That one's fun!


Chapter 1

Tomorrow, my parents celebrate their tenth birthday. That’s right, tenth. A 1 followed by a 0. Here’s how it works:
Mom and Dad were born on Leap Day—February 29th. Their birth certificates may say they were born forty years ago, but since February 29th comes around once every four years, tomorrow will only be the tenth time they’ve seen their actual birth date.
I once figured it out, and there’s a 1 in 365 chance of being born on any normal day of the year, but a 1 in 1,461 chance of being born on Leap Day. But don’t even ask me the odds of two Leap Babies falling in love.
When I get home from school tomorrow, they’re taking me to our town’s Leap Day Festival. Most towns don’t have Leap Day Festivals, but that’s because most towns aren’t boring enough to need one. Years before I was born, the mayor decided we should create a one-of-a-kind festival that would draw people from miles around. A Leap Day Festival won the most votes before anyone realized they’d have to wait another three years to throw one.
But back to today—or Leap Day Eve, as my parents call it.
Dad sits on the corner of my bed fiddling with a plastic rooster alarm clock. Normally, Mom would wake me up before leaving for work in the morning, but tomorrow my parents are going out for a birthday breakfast. So Dad bought me this rooster so I can get up on my own. It’s supposed to cock-a-doodle-doo and flap its wings, but one of its wings has something more like a nervous twitch than a flap.
“That’s okay,” I say. “As long as it crows, I’ll get up.”
“Jacob, if one part is broken, there’s usually something else broken, too,” Dad says.
I lay back and pull the blanket over my head. Dad is notMr. Fix-It and I do not want to see what’s about to happen.
“Don’t you want the rooster to flap its wings like it’s supposed to?” he asks. “Right now, it looks more like it’s waving.”
“Whatever you do,” I say, my voice muffled by the blanket, “just make it quick…and painless.”
“All I need to do is add a little pressure to the—”
Snap!
I throw the blanket to my waist and sit up. “What was that?”
In one hand, Dad holds the rooster. In the other, he holds a wing. “Although,” he says, “a waving rooster is a nice thing to wake up to.”
I hold out my hands and ask him to give me the injured bird before he does any more damage to it. Then I place the rooster on my nightstand, out of his reach.
“You know,” he says, patting my leg, “you’re lucky. Being ten years old is a blast. It’s probably the most fun you’ll have in your whole life—and it lasts an entire year!”
What a weird thing to say. First of all, luck has nothing to do with it. No one gets to be eleven without being ten years old first. And second of all, Dad hated being ten.
For example, hanging at the top of our stairs are three picture frames. One for me, one for Mom, and one for Dad. Mom and Dad’s frames each hold twelve pictures, from first grade through high school. Mine shows first, second, and third grades, with nine spaces left to fill. I sincerely hope the fourth grade photo I took earlier this year looks nothing like Dad’s. In his photo, he has one cowlick at the top of his head, and another over his left ear. His glasses tilt to the right and his smile has a large gap in the middle of his teeth. The funniest thing about all of his pictures, though, are the eyes. In half of them his eyes are open. In the other half, they’re closed. If you look from one picture to the next real fast, it looks like he’s blinking.
The front door shuts and I hear Mom drop her heels onto the tile and then walk upstairs. It was another late night at work. Dad gets up and opens my bedroom door, greeting Mom with a dozen chicken-peck kisses. They’re always doing silly stuff like that.
Mom tickles Dad’s mustache with her fingernails. “No more pricklies tomorrow,” she says. “I can’t wait.”
“Are you shaving off your mustache?” I ask. I’ve never seen Dad’s upper lip before. I wonder if it’ll look pale compared to the rest of his face since it’s been out of the sun for years.
He smiles at Mom, and then looks at me. “You’ll have to wait until after school to find out.”
“Oh, let’s not wait that long,” Mom says. “Let’s show him first thing in the morning!”
“But we won’t be here when he wakes up,” Dad says. “Remember? We’re going out for breakfast.”
The way he looks at Mom, I know there’s more to this breakfast thing than they’re letting on. It’s that look you give a friend who isn’t sticking to the story.
“But it’ll be fun to wake him up,” Mom says.
That’s the kind of weird stuff they’ve been saying all week. Why should it be fun to wake me up? Every morning, I do the same things. I stretch. I yawn. Sometimes I rub my eyes. And then I go to the bathroom. How exciting is that?
Dad cocks his eyebrow and looks at the ceiling. A silly grin creeps onto his face. “Maybe you’re right,” he says. “Waking him up would be fun.”
Enough! “What are you talking about?”
“Nothing,” Dad says. He reaches over and messes up my hair. “Goodnight, Jacob.”
Mom leans down and kisses my forehead. “Goodnight, sugar dimples.” She shuts off my light, and when I hear their door close, I flip on my desk lamp.
For the next forty-five minutes (according to my one-winged rooster), I sit in bed trying to read. In that time, I don’t flip a single page. I can hear Mom and Dad walking around their bedroom, talking. Usually, they’re asleep within a half hour after leaving my room.
I creep out of bed, tiptoe to my door, and peek down the hall. It’s dark except for a thin sliver of light around their bedroom door. They have a rule about bedroom doors. If they’re shut all the way, you’d better knock before entering. But if it’s cracked even a little it might as well be wide open. I tiptoe down the hall and stand outside their door to listen.
“I’m having second thoughts,” Dad says. “If we tell him before school, he’ll flip out and won’t be able to focus all day.”
“We need to tell him before school,” Mom says. “I can’t wait any longer!”
“Believe me, I want to tell him just as badly as you,” Dad says. “Do you remember how much he used to whine about being the only child in the house?”
They both laugh and tell each other to keep it down or they’ll wake me. But it’s too late. The secret is out. I’m going to be a big brother!
“I remember that whining,” Mom says. “These two will definitely solve that.”
Twins? I’m going to be a big brother to twins?
I can’t stand it any longer, so I burst into the room and throw my arms open wide. “Congratulations!”
They both stand in front of their dresser mirror holding clothes up to their bodies as if modeling. But the clothes aren’t big enough for them, nor are they small enough for newborn twins. They’re my-size clothes.
“Jacob!” Mom says. “What are you doing up?”
They scramble to bury the clothes into dresser drawers. Dad shoves a pair of jeans and a green hooded sweater into his underwear drawer. Mom stuffs a red sweater and a black skirt into her sock drawer.
“Were you eavesdropping?” Dad asks, finally getting his drawer to shut.
“No,” I lie.
Mom closes her drawer. “Then what were you doing out there?”
“Listening…very quietly,” I say. “What were youdoing?”
“Nothing,” Mom says, leaning against the drawer. “Shouldn’t you be asleep by now?”
“First tell me whose clothes those are.”
“They’re ours,” Dad says.
“They are not,” I say. “They’re too small for you.”
After they exchange awkward stares, I can tell the conversation is over. But before shutting the door all the way, I poke my head back in and say, “Don’t think I don’t know,” and I watch their eyes grow wide. It can be nice to catch parents in a lie. The next time they catch me in a lie I can say, “But I learned it from watching you.” Sometimes that works. Other times I lose a week’s allowance.
So they aren’t having twins after all, because the clothes are too big for that. Instead, they must be adopting, which is great except for the fact that—based on the clothes—they’re adopting a boy and girl who are the same age as me. And the two of them will probably gang up on me because they’re probably already brother and sister.
I mean, what else could it be?


Chapter 2

I’m laying on the dirty, stinky floor of a monkey cage with banana peels and monkey poop all around me. Two hyper monkeys squeal and jump around my body, high-fiving each other every time they crisscross over me.
The monkey squeals soon fade into children laughing, and I wake up from a dream to find two kids I’ve never seen before bouncing on my bed. The mattress bobbles my head from side to side, and with the window shade down, I can’t tell if it’s two boys or two girls or one boy and one girl or what.
“Get off—get off—get off!” I shout.
They continue leaping and laughing and crisscrossing my body. Every time they land, my blanket pulls further and further down the bed.
“Help!” I scream, trying to wake Mom and Dad. The bouncing kids laugh even harder. “Help!” I scream again.
But no one comes to my rescue.
I watch the feet of the giggling bouncers and, when they land at the same time, I yank up hard on the blanket. Their legs whip skyward, their bottoms land on the edge of the bed, and they bounce clumsy backward somersaults to the floor.
Thump-thump!
Followed by silence.
Followed by more laughter as they spring up from the floor, run through my open door, and skitter down the hall. “Outta my way! Outta my way!” I can hear them push each other against the walls and laugh the entire time they chase each other downstairs.
From my bed, I whisper, “Mom? Dad?” Again, no one answers.
I creep out of bed, tiptoe across my floor, and peek down the hall. I can still hear the two kids monkeying around downstairs, this time using the couch as a trampoline. Whoever they are, my parents are going to make their parents ground them for life.
On the top of my dresser, I always keep my clothes for the next day. Dad says that if you ever need to leave in a hurry, it’s best to be wearing more than your underwear. I slip into my shirt and pants and socks and shoes in under thirty seconds.
I sprint out my door and down the hall into Mom and Dad’s room. I slam shut their door and fall back against it. In their room, the bed isn’t made, which is unusual, and the underwear and sock drawers hang open.
Slamming the door must have caught the gigglers’ attention because downstairs goes quiet. The silence feels more disturbing than the running and laughing…until that silence is broken by a girl’s voice.
“Jacob,” she says, “would you mind coming downstairs?”
I see three clear choices before me. I can go downstairs and face them. I can wait for them to come up here. Or I can jump from the second-story window into a rosebush that needs pruning.
I slowly turn the doorknob, ease open the door, and step into the hall.
My heart thump-thump-thumps in my chest and my breathing is quick. My eyes stare hypnotized at the approaching stairs. In a few short steps, I’ll be peering over the edge at the two intruders.
And there they are, smiling up at me. A boy and a girl.
He’s wearing jeans and a green hooded sweater. But his face…I recognize his face! I look over at Dad’s pictures hanging on the wall and scan from first grade to the fourth. No! I look down at the girl. She’s wearing a red sweater with a black skirt. Then I look at Mom’s fourth grade picture. No way!
Behind me, the plastic rooster crows. Cock-a-doodle-doo!
The girl stretches out her arms to me. “Good morning, sugar dimples.”
My head feels light, like I’m about to pass out. My knees collapse, and I tumble down the stairs.

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