Hey everyone, have you read your Pilgrim’s Progress lately? Because it’s time to talk about what I got out of reading Little Women, in this first real installment of the YA Classics Catch Up. But first, one housekeeping note — as I experimented with formats, I found I had a pretty fun time capturing some of my thoughts on Instagram as I read. So if you’re an Instagrammy person, feel free to follow along that way! Okay. So. Little Women is a novel by Louisa May Alcott, originally published in two volumes, the first in 1868 and the second in
(Notes: This blog entry discusses rape culture, also, there are minor BBB&S spoilers.) It’s April, which is sexual assault awareness month. So I want to take a second to talk about sexual assault in Bound by Blood and Sand, because, well, it’s in there. Jae, the protagonist, is a survivor of rape before the book begins, and she’s assaulted about halfway through, on the page. Jae also has PTSD (from the assaults, and from a lifetime of slavery), something which is, of course, still part of her in Freed by Flame and Storm. I did not take the idea of
My name is Becky and I have a confession: I am a YA writer who is shamefully un-read in the classics of my own category. I’ve never read The Outsiders. I’ve never read A Separate Peace. And while I have read The Catcher in the Rye, it was only grudgingly for class, and I hated it. A little of this is because my school didn’t teach some of these. Mostly, though, it’s because I’ve always been drawn way more to genre books than contemporary (or books that were contemporary when they were written, decades ago). I like my pacing zippy
LOOK WHAT JUST ARRIVED!!! The CD copies of my audiobook! It's nine hours, eight discs, read by the ridiculously talented January LaVoy. I can't wait to listen! (Uh… Does anyone have a CD player I could borrow…?) #YAfantasy #YAbooks #bookstagram #BBBAS #audiobooks A photo posted by Becky (@allreb) on Sep 23, 2016 at 9:20am PDT It’s almost time. Two weeks from today, Bound by Blood and Sand will be out in the wild, appearing bookstores and on e-readers across the country. Wow. Over the next few weeks, before and after launch, I’ll be posting some various guest blogs and interviews
I went to see Hamilton a few weeks ago, and, like all right thinking people, immediately became obsessed with it and began scheming to see it again. And then today I went on a bit of a Twitter tear – about Hamilton, and what it means to be cool, and my love of YA. [View the story “Hamilton, Cool, and YA fiction” on Storify] ….remarkable how that eventually came all the way back around. Anyway, if you’re able to, go see Hamilton, it is the BEST.
WisCon happened! …last month. This is the fifth year I attend, and every year I say that I’m going to take detailed notes and write up panels afterwards, and that has never actually happened. So this year I gave up entirely, but after the fact decided to take a page from BFF Jess’s book and do shorter reactions instead. So here we go, everything I did at WisCon 39. Friday Join the Mod Squad I actually went to this panel last year, too, since last year was my first time moderating. I felt like the refresher couldn’t hurt, and I’m
Becky: omg. I just realized that one of my white streaks is actually right on my forehead. What if I’m Polgara? What if I can do magic now? SisterRoomie: Sure. Just don’t touch the Orb. Becky: But I have a birthmark on my hand. WHAT IF I’M THE RIVAN KING???
Why hello, there. So there was a storm in the city this week. I don’t think I can say much about it that hasn’t been said.1 So instead, here’s what I was doing in the hours before Sandy hit: I was at Books of Wonder, getting a chance to tell Bruce Coville that his books shaped my childhood, changed my life, and meant the world to me. Many years ago I wrote an overview review of some of his books that meant the most to me as a kid. Shortly after I wrote that blog entry, I went about tracking
Sometimes, I am very much my father’s daughter. You see, at our family Chanukah party last month, my dad and I got into an argument (the type that’s probably better described as a friendly bickerment) about cell phones. Dad had just gotten a new phone, and when he purchased it, he had the nice Verizon employee switch off all potential web browsing, email, general internet, and even text messaging options. My dad wants a phone. He wants to be able to call people and have them call him. That’s all he wants. All of which is fine and dandy. Not
Since my last lazy Sunday discussion turned out so well, why the heck not do it again? I just posed this question at the fantabulous Verla Kay blueboards (link at the right), but over here, let’s do it blind-item style. Here are two book descriptions: Book A is about 115,000 words long. It features a grimly determined female protagonist, who is extremely capable of violence — she metes it out, but is wary of crossing a line because she’s easily capable of much more. She has a romantic interest, with whom she loses her virginity (and she continues to have