Let's start the party with PRIZES! Congratulations to the winners of the Spark giveaway:
This is a completely self-indulgent post about books that I've enjoyed and books I'm looking forward to. Have a look/click and leave a comment below if you've read them too - let me know what you thought. Don't forget to end your comment with the hashtag #SPARKgiveaway to be in to win one of 3 Spark prize packs.
(you need to be a registered member of Inside A Dog and be living in New Zealand or Australia to enter)
If you read a lot of YA fiction you’ll be aware of tropes and character types that appear frequently in this category, like: the star-crossed lovers, the underdog who faces down the bully in the schoolyard, the mean girl who, once you get to know her, isn’t all bad. If you read criticism of YA writing there’s a fierce distaste for ‘insta-love’, ‘love-triangles’ and ‘the chosen’. In fact the 'special’ person selected by ‘fate’ for an impossible deed gets a lot of bad press.
There are plenty of cliched metaphors for describing the experience of writing a novel like climbing a mountain, running a marathon, giving birth (possibly to a gigantic watermelon) … basically anything long, difficult, marvellous and horrible (marvellous even while horrible), involving toil, sacrifice, endurance, uncertainty, self-doubt, obsession, wonder, discovery an
When I was about eight years old my folks told my brother and I that we were adopted (EIGHT! Sheesh! They did things different in those days). Now, I realise that for many people adoption is an issue fraught with … well … issues. I know it wasn’t easy for my older brother - he’s pretty Zen about it now but when we were little it was a painful subject for him. This was probably the more conventional response. I don’t think my poor folks were quite expecting my reaction: I think I let out a whoop of excitement!
Did you read Eli Glasman’s recent post on growing up orthodox? I loved it! And it got me thinking about my childhood exposure to matters of faith and how that tickled my imagination. Some of you may be aware that Spark came from a dream after a desperate prayer! (Read about it here) I could have woken from my dream and brushed it off as a co-incidence but I took the leap of faith to believe it was the seed of the idea for my story. A leap I’ll never regret.