I’m not sure how old I was when I wrote my first book. Eight, maybe? Nine? Loose leaf paper, dark lead pencil, clumsy illustrations. It occurred to me early on that I only needed three things in life to create a world all my own: something to write with, something to write on, and something to say.
Those three things changed over the years. A pencil became a pen. Loose leaf became spiral bound. And the things I had to say ranged from childhood naivete to teenage angst and everything beyond and in between. This revelation that I could craft a world just the way I wanted it, just the way I saw it, held on tight and didn’t let go. Instead, it evolved into something else: A dream. When I was eight years old, I wanted to be Judy Blume. When I was ten, Francine Pascal. At twelve, Christopher Pike. At fourteen, Stephen King. Eventually I realized that I just wanted to be a good writer, someone whose stories made people feel less alone.
Whether or not that’s finally happened is subjective, of course. But as of today, there is something real and indisputable in my universe:
Today, my book is released. People can go into libraries and check it out. They can go to bookstores and carry it to counters. They can turn its pages and read its book jacket. They can hate it or love it, but they can get it. It occupies a small corner of the literary pantheon, as of today.
To celebrate, I’m giving away an annotated version of BLACKBIRD FLY.
This is a hardcover copy that includes personal handwritten notes revealing little fun facts about the book, like why Apple’s street is called Oak Park Drive, why I made Blackbird her favorite Beatles song, or why Evan’s mother is named Anna.
This giveaway is open to readers in the US, Philippines, UK, Iceland, Greenland, Antarctica, anywhere … basically, if you live on Earth, you’re eligible to win. If you don’t live on Earth, then please send me an email and let me know what your planet is like.
Thanks for stopping by my blog and being part of this journey! : )