I am excited to have Emma here today. Her new book coming from Tribute Books, is bound to be sensational and I am dying to read it. I met Emma actually two years ago while I was in New York City for BEA 2011. I loved her passion and enthusiasm, that and her love of doctor who. I am thrilled to see her grown so much over the past two years.
On a blog I founded called The Writers Voice (http://OurBooksOurVoice.Blogspot.com) I feature two authors each weekend and one of my favorite questions to ask is what scene of their recently released novel was the hardest to write. So many questions have answers that are similar to one another but I have not seen any two authors give the same answer to this question. Their novels are unique, so the scenes that hit them the hardest are as well.
For me, there were two scenes. The very first scene which I rewrote so many times I lost track and one of the last scenes that would include too many spoilers if I explained :-p. As a reader I know how important those first few pages are so I knew that those pages had to bring a reader into the story and start out their journey. After all, what do you do when you aren’t sure you will like a book and are walking through a bookstore? You pick it up and start reading. If it doesn’t catch your attention, you put it back but if it does, then it is the gateway to the rest of the novel.
Beginnings have never been my strong suit. When I was growing up I didn’t speak at the normal age, instead I waited an extra six months and while my first words were “you’re welcome” and “thanks” after that it was straight to sentences. More specifically, my father didn’t know I could speak yet and was putting up a picture, he turned back and asked my mother if it was straight and (I am told) I said, “a little to the right”. Then later on in life I went from pre-sixth grade only being able to draw REALLY terrible stick figures to three months later getting the highest score in my art class. I just don’t do beginnings, I skip right to the middle in almost everything I do (except reading).
So naturally, it took a few tries with the first chapter. I ended up writing it one way, writing the rest of the book other than the last chapter or so, then going back and resuming my work on that first chapter (though by my last draft I finally was able to just go straight from beginning to end). But now, I love the beginning! Oddly enough, when it finally came together was while I was waiting in an airport terminal and had a few printed out pages in my pocket. I sat down and suddenly, it all made sense. I knew what was wrong, what I had to write and it all came together like magic!
So hopefully you enjoy that magic as much as I enjoyed getting to write it! I just loved it and am already working on book two for next year! Thank you for reading and stopping by!
Owlet's Summary:
Somewhere between falling and flying… there is a girl.
Iris has a secret. She lost her memory eight years ago and never told a living soul. After an asthma attack one night she finds out that her dreams of a strange house on a snowy island may be a memory resurfacing but the more she learns about the past the more she realizes the life she has been living is a lie. As the façade her father has built starts to crumble around her she will have to decide which means more to her; the truth or her life.
My scene for the read along:
She could feel her mother all around her in Never-Never, and just hurrying up stairs that she knew her mother had probably walked up and down for years, knowing that she was going to get to sleep in the same room she had slept in and would look out at the same view from her window, made Iris burst with joy. She followed her heart and walked down the hallway to the very last door, ignoring the other four and tried to turn the apple-shaped doorknob, but it wouldn't budge.
Turning away toward the other rooms, ready to find something else to investigate, she suddenly heard something behind her click. She turned in time to see the door swing open, though no one was on the other side. “Diana?” Iris spoke. Even though she felt like nothing could touch her while she was inside of her mother’s house she couldn’t help but feel nervous.
“Anyone? Hello?”
A cold breeze touched her skin as Iris walked to the door. Peeking her head around the corner she could see that the window was open, the curtains were billowing in the wind. She ran to them and shoved them aside.
Thick ivy ran up the side of the house and someone was climbing down it.
It’s him! Finally! Call to him.
She watched the young man, only a few years older than her, jump down and then turn to run towards the trees. “Wait!” Iris shouted, but she realized Diana would hear and come running thinking she had ‘hollered.’ If Diana saw the boy Iris would have to leave the island; Diana wouldn’t be okay with anyone being able to get into the house without their permission.
But when he turned around Iris knew that she would never regret calling after him. He smiled at her as she leaned forward. She felt something next to her almost drop out the window and she caught it, catching herself off guard and almost tipping forward. Taking a step back, scared she might fall, Iris stared down at what she had caught...an apple.
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Erika, you made my day! So glad Emma's visit has been named your best tour post ever :)
ReplyDeleteAnd how cool is it that you guys met a BEA? Love it!
P.S. Emma, I love how you started speaking in sentences. That a girl, cut to the chase :)
Thank you so much Erika!!! Whovians unite! I am so thrilled that you are a part of the Owlet release and hope to see you again at future BEAs! It was so much fun!!!:p
ReplyDeleteThank you Nicole. LOL You should have seen his reaction. Even when he would tell the story you can tell it had been a completely out of nowhere surprise. Then again, he tells me I broke all of the standards/rules for growing up. Apparently if he tried to prepare for just about anything I would find a way to do it that was the one way he hadn't expected. :p
This book looks great! I love the cover and excerpt. Thank for the chance to win!
ReplyDelete-Brooke Banks