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I won NaNo last night! \o/
I should have won back on Wednesday, but writing has been going a bit choppily, since this book is so differently structured than what I’m used to. I think it’s got potential, though, and I look forward to wrapping up the draft in the next week or two and brainstorming edits.
In entirely different news . . . As I mentioned in my previous post, OTHERBOUND ARCs were available at NCTE Boston this weekend. I wanted to inform anyone who might’ve missed that update to go to the ABRAMS booth post-haste to pick up an ARC . . . but as it turns out, they’ve run out. A good 250 ARCs with my name on them are now out into the world. This may be a normal number in the world of ARCs and cons and promotion–I seriously have no clue–but it sounds intimidatingly high to me. It’s freaking exciting. Go out into the world, my pretties! Fly!
If you missed out on getting an ARC at NCTE (or were never there in the first place!) you can still get one over at Tumblr, where I’m running a contest. Just reblog this post with the 2014 YA release you’re most excited about, and you’re in.
I’ll quiet down on the OTHERBOUND front soon; we’re still over half a year out from release. I’m just giddy.
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Hello! I come bearing news.
(This cover is not final.) (Neither is the description.) (The cover and description on the ARC will be way different.) (… though even the cover and description the ARC won’t be final.) (More on this later.)
And what’s this we see on the catalog page? A blurb? A blurb by Margo “I Will Scar You For Life and Soothe Your Wounds With Delicious Prose” Lanagan?
“OTHERBOUND is a web of spells and counterspells, but Corinne Duyvis never loses sight of the bodies, minds and all-too-human emotions that absorb the impact of the magical power-plays. It’s an action-packed tale of passion, possession and hair-raising leaps from world to world. As you read it, remember to keep breathing.”
It makes me all kinds of happy.
I’ve got other blurbs to share as well, but those will have to wait for a later date, when the cover and description are more official. There are some delays on that front, which means the ARC will go out with a temporary placeholder cover. The good news about that sentence is in these words . . .
NEWS THE SECOND: The ARC will go out.
I haven’t seen them myself! I don’t even know if they’re printed yet! But they will exist. For proof, you’ll have to attend NCTE in Boston this November, where you can pick up an OTHERBOUND ARC at booth #1033 with your own two hands. (And maybe take it home. And read it. I dunno, if you want to, I guess.) For deets–including info on the ABRAMS authors attending the event and a list of all the galleys you can find (which includes STEERING TOWARD NORMAL and HOPE IS A FERRIS WHEEL by my delightful OneFourKidLit sisters!), check out this ABRAMS blog post.
(Oooh, look at that at the very end of that post. It’s a tiny tiny temporary OTHERBOUND cover . . .)
NEWS THE THIRD: I’m doing NaNoWriMo for the first time in years. (This is much less interesting to all of you. I realize that.) I started a week early, but I still intend on writing 50k this month, so I figure it counts. I’m neck-deep in the new book–24k and going, and I’m slowly rediscovering the drafting love. The book I’m writing is the Dead Horse Sci-Fi I mentioned in an earlier post. Writing an autistic protag is proving to be both challenging and fun. I’m crossing all my fingers and toes the rest of the draft will go as smoothly as it’s gone so far.
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I don’t think there’s any way to return from an absence such as this one without the use of a list.
Here’s what I’ve been up to since my previous post:
- My sister got maried! It was only the second wedding I’ve ever attended, made extra special because a) sister, duh, and b) I was one of the witnesses. Ee! Here’s me signing the document, and my sister and her new husband being cute as heck together:
As you can see, the wedding was orange-grey themed. It was a beautiful sight, and I hope to share more photos later down the line.
- Before the wedding, Helen Corcoran and Laura Lam came to visit (though not simultaneously). I adore these two ladies. <3
- After the wedding, I went to Portugal for the weekend with a number of the guests. Not bad!
- A few weeks after that, my mom and I headed off to Cyprus for the week. I read a lot, basked in the sun, and cuddled with very cute Cypriot cats. realize I’m extraordinarily lucky, yes.
In writing news:
- Otherbound has a release date! As with all things in publishing, nothing is final, but Amazon lists it as releasing on June 17th, 2014. It’s gonna be a good day, people.
- Oh, did I say Amazon? I meant Book Depository, Powell’s, Books-A-Million, IndieBound… (Oh my god people can now actually pay money for my book oh my god. *fans self*)
- I’m currently in the middle of the first/second pages stage of things. Exciting! I’ve also seen a cover mock-up, but it may be a while yet before anything final exists, let alone before I get to share it with the world.
- And we went out for blurbs! I’ve been looking forward to that basically since the book sold, and I’m still excited about it. We’re not yet done with the process, but right now I have three blurbs by three fabulous authors. I’m waiting to share them until I have flap copy to go with the announcement, but the waiting isn’t easy…
- In non-Otherbound news, I’m about to start on a new book. It’s not The Shiny Book Where People Die a Lot, although it’s a bit tricky given that this new book is also shiny (as all new books are) and characters also die a lot (as all characters should). I shall call it Dead Horse Sci-Fi for now.
Now, on to the link portion of the program:
- After a month-long hiatus, Disability in Kidlit returned in September. Yay! We’re featuring weekly posts, but aside from that, everything is as it was before. We’re always looking for contributors, so please join us!
- Also in September, the lovely Steph Sinkhorn posted an interview with me about the site’s return, the importance of accurate disability portayals in literature, and more.
- This week, I was over at DiversifYA, talking about bisexuality. And granddads, blondes, brunettes, Brad Pitt, and sexy backs. As one does.
I suspect I’m missing a couple of links, but such is life. Mostly, I’m just recovering from a busy few weeks/months, and looking forward to spending some time at home, reclaiming order in my life, and finally, finally, finally
… cranking out a new book.
It’s about damn time.
… with one’s WIP, that is.
(Why would I write about anything else? Jeez.)
These past few weeks, I’ve been trying to return to work on the Shiny Book Where People Die a Lot, which is proving more difficult than I anticipated. This summer has been the first time I’m dealing with proper publishing deadlines; I’m also still getting used to living on my own. Add that to my sister’s wedding in ten (!) days, returning to krav maga, and refreshing last year’s Dutch Sign Language words/grammar in preparation for the next course, and I’m realizing I need to learn to manage my time better. I need to learn to slide from one project into the next.
For me, this entails falling back in love with a book. I know I can write and edit very, very quickly if I’m in the right headspace. Getting into the right headspace–the headspace of luuurrrv–is not too hard when I have a draft written and need to do revisions; it’s very, very tricky when I’m in the middle of a draft and struggle to see beyond the flaws.
(Guess where I am?)
Here’s what’s making the Shiny Book Where People Die a Lot extra difficult:
- It’s a trilogy. The first book is fairly isolated, but other PoVs, characters, plotlines, and settings appear over the next two books, and I’m realizing that I’m more excited about and focused on those other two books than the book I’m working on now. I’m seeing if I can tweak book one to fix that, but it’s not clicking yet.
- Related: my soundtrack–see more below–is largely composed of songs relating to the sequels. It gets me into the mood for my WIP, all right, but the wrong part of the WIP!
- Normally, I blaze through a draft in a month; this book, however, took ages to plot, was then written 2/3rds and scrapped, then I wrote a bit, put it on halt, wrote a bit more… It’s hard to regain the same burst of enthusiasm I normally have when drafting. While the how of getting from A to B is different in this rewritten version, I’ve still seen both A and B already in different format, so when writing, I constantly feel like I’m repeating myself.
- SHINY. NEW. IDEAS. (Anyone surprised?)
- See above re: different obligations than I’m used to.
Blah blah blah, whine whine whine. The good news is that I finally, finally managed to get some new words written today, and hope to continue tonight. Here’s what I’ve been doing:
- Soundtrack, soundtrack, soundtrack. I always create one in the earliest possible stages of a project. I avoid listening to this soundtrack as simple background noise. Instead, when doing dishes, laundry, groceries, I put on the soundtrack and take that time to think of my characters or work through plot problems. I basically train myself to associate the songs with my WIP.
- Re-read. This doesn’t work for everyone. I tend to use it as a last resort. Yesterday, I finally re-read the most recent two chapters, though, and it helped me more than I’d expected. I remember why I like the characters, and where I want this off-hand mention and that plot thread to lead, and that gets me excited about the rest.
- Re-read the synopsis/plot cards. This only works for plotters. For me, it’s similar to the above point in that it helps me get excited about the upcoming scenes.
- Think about the next scene. In detail. Either I’ll get excited about writing it, or I won’t, and I know I’ll need to make it more exciting some way or another.
- Baby steps. Once I’m on a roll, I can write quickly. For me, it helps to set small goals I know I can manage, and ramp it up exponentially. I just need to get the ball rolling.
- Artwork. Visual representations of my characters help me fall back in love with them.
It took me a while, but I’m getting there.
… and hopefully this post will help keep me accountable. If I don’t have a couple thousand new words by the end of the week, kick me.
While I’ve loved the WordPress template I purchased for years, I’ve also changed so much of the code that it was barely usable anymore–the downside of only vaguely knowing what you’re doing.
So, I ended up scrapping my website and starting anew. Hopefully, this version will be more professional, more streamlined, and more accessible. (As a side effect of all the tweaking, it’d become nearly impossible to increase the text size. Good job, Corinne!)
I still have more changes to make to get it to where I want, and have to re-upload all my blog images so until then you’ll see a lot of broken pictures around here, but the site should be usable. If you spot anything broken, I’d appreciate it if you could let me know.
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Yes, I know, I’ve been terrible at updating. It looks like that’ll continue for a while longer. I’ve never wanted blogging to be a chore, so I try not to force myself if I don’t feel in the mood; and lately, with various other things demanding my time and energy… well, the cobwebs say it all
Anyway! I came to drop off some links so you can see what I’ve been up to.
First off, the Disability in Kidlit event has been going really, really well; we still have a little over a week’s worth of content left, so make sure to follow us. We’ve got great posts on all sorts of topics.
Including two posts of my own–specifically, reviews of autistic characters in the GONE series and in YOU LOOK DIFFERENT IN REAL LIFE. The latter is fairly balanced; the former is, unfortunately, overwhelmingly negative. You can also read my thoughts in two discussion posts we’ve had, one about inspiration porn, the other about how to approach disabled characters as a writer.
Still on the topic of Disability in Kidlit, an interview with me and co-organizer Kody Keplinger went live today–check it out.
No longer on the topic of Disability in Kidlit, but still on the topic of interviews–my friend Phoebe North’s debut novel STARGLASS released today! I interviewed her about this awesome book over at the OneFour KidLit blog.
Phew! I think that’s all for now.
In other updates: we’re a month out from my sister’s wedding, which is all kinds of exciting; OTHERBOUND is off to copyedits, which is super cool; I’ve dipped my toes into the tempting waters of middle grade fiction with not one but two projects; and Terra’s mindset is still “cuddles cuddles STRANGER DANGER HIDE HIDE HIDE STRANGER DANGER HIDE” but we’re okay with that.
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Most of you will probably have seen me rave about this on Twitter, but hey, might as well spread the word far and wide!
The lovely Kody Keplinger and I will be organizing Disability in Kidlit throughout July–a month-long event featuring guest posts, reviews, and discussion posts, all centering around disability in MG/YA novels, all by contributors who identify as disabled themselves. (I, for example, will be reviewing several novels featuring autistic characters and giving my thoughts on their portrayal.)
To say I’m excited is an understatement. We have people from many different angles of publishing–authors, pro and aspiring; editorial assistants; librarians; readers–and with a wide variety of disabilities. It’s going to be great.
I really, really hope you’ll join me in reading all the awesome contributions–and maybe even in spreading the word to anyone who might be interested.
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On March 25th, I called my mom to ask for a ride to some cat shelters in a nearby town.
CORINNE: Should we take the cat carriage?
MOM: Nah, we’re just looking for now.
We drove up to Zaandam during rush hour, which meant one shelter was closing just as we arrived. We checked out the other one, which I’d checked out beforehand online. One of their cats, Misty, appealed to me in particular. For one, she was already an adult, and was described as being fearful and requiring a lot of love and attention. Since I work at home and live on my own, my apartment is the perfect place for a Project™.
For another, she’s got a tiny spot on her nose.
When we arrived, she watched us with huge eyes–well, eye, since she was hiding–and we made soothing sounds at her. “It’s all right,” the shelter lady said at one point. “You can pet her.”
I opened the cage and she bolted to a different box. I reached out. Misty cringed. I very carefully stroked her head.
MOM: Take the cat.
CORINNE: Wait, what?
MOM: Listen to that purring! Take the cat.
CORINNE: I thought we were just going to look. We don’t even have the carriage with us.
MOM: Shelter lady! Do you have transport boxes?
SHELTER LADY: Affirmative.
MOM: Take. The. Cat.
I took the cat.
MISTY: *stops purring*
Misty’s description on the shelter website had said that she’d been there for about half a year after being dropped off because she couldn’t get along with the other cats in the house. A different family adopted her, then returned her within two weeks because she wasn’t social enough and stayed in the same spot in the house 24/7. Anyone who adopted her would have to provide her with a quiet, stable environment, and not expect her to be a lap cat straightaway.
The first day, she actually did better than we’d expected–she wandered around the house sniffing and rubbing up against absolutely everything, and even allowed very brief cuddles before finding a hiding spot in the bathroom and surgically attaching herself to it.
The hiding spot was behind a bucket. It was deeply cute.
I tried to mostly ignore her that first day to let her get settled in at her own pace. I cleaned up, sat at my computer for a while, watched some TV.
MISTY: My own pace is lap time. RTFN.
CORINNE: The shelter lied!
CORINNE: This cat is well-adjusted! False advertising!
CORINNE: I can live with it tho’.
She made herself fairly comfortable over the next few days and weeks, and did not particularly seem to mind my dubbing her Terra rather than Misty.
I’ll wait till you’re done squeeing, and yes, that is a little cat tongue in that third photo. I know. I know.
Unfortunately, for all her endearing sleeping poses, high-volume purring, and insatiable love of cuddles, she’s not as well-adjusted as I initially thought. At night, she’s clingy. I don’t let her into my bedroom, so she spends forever scratching at my door and yowling. During the day, though, I can only approach her when she’s on the couch, and then only if I make eye contact and talk to her in a soft voice. The rest of the time, she won’t let me come near. When I walk through the apartment, I have to give her a wide berth or she’ll scramble out of the way. Anything within three feet is risky.
I can live with that–though I hope it improves, since this can’t be relaxed for her. Worse is her reaction to–well–anyone not me. One or two visitors, and she’s behind the couch. Not scared, but very, very cautious. If there are more people than that, like when I had my family over on Sunday, and she’s genuinely terrified. Crouching in a corner, ears flat, pitiful mewling.
Even the sounds of the doorbell or the neighbors coming home send her into hiding:
CORINNE: You are not very good at hiding.
TERRA: I am invisible!
CORINNE: Your tail. It’s like. Right there.
CORINNE: I feel like you’d be waggling your eyebrows right now if you had any.
TERRA: They would be invisible eyebrows.
It’s only been a little over a month, so I’m giving it time, and hopefully she’ll learn that there’s nothing to worry about. If any of you happen to be cat experts, though, I welcome advice.
In the meantime, we’re both enjoying our evening couch cuddles.
Lastly, I should point out that–as obsessed as I am with my apartment and color-coordination–I did not select Terra purely because she matches my sexy floor.
… but gotta say, I like it.
Dagan Books released various electronic versions of its anthology FISH earlier this year, and I’m ever so pleased to pass on the news that the paper version is now available as well.
The book has a fantastic line-up, including my lovely fellow Clarion West 2011 classmate Maria Romasco-Moore (whose story in the anthology is one of my favorites!) and heavy-hitters like Ken Liu and Cat Rambo. The stories are beautiful and dangerous and deliciously weird, and if you’re at all into speculative short fiction, I highly suggest you take a look. My own story, “The Applause of Others,” has received excellent reviews so far from both SF Signal and A Fantastical Librarian.
As far as my story goes: “The Applause of Others” was written in my final week at Clarion West, almost two years ago now. It was my first time consciously threading in certain themes and metaphors, and while I’m still not sure how successful it was, it was fantastic practice.
I had a lot of fun writing about my home town, too; I’ve written novels set in Amsterdam before, but they’re not likely to see the light of day anytime soon. If you want to hear me wax poetic about canals, here’s your chance.
Lastly, in case anyone reads the story and blinks at the MC calling her dads by their first names… During Clarion West, one classmate pointed out that they were dubious about that aspect. Why wouldn’t Floor simply call them ‘Dad’ or some variation thereof? Wouldn’t she do that under other circumstances?
Basically, the answer to that is ‘no.’ When I drafted the story, her parents were a straight couple, and Floor did the same thing. (I took a look, and it turns out I actually shared an excerpt at the time. Ha!) Floor’s parents see themselves as being all modern and cool, and being on a first-name basis comes with the territory. I think this happens in the United States, too, but perhaps to a lesser degree?
When I waved my author wand and turned not!Mom into not!Dad, I didn’t immediately realize how calling them by their first names might be perceived given the different context. After some waffling, I ended up keeping it as is. It just fit them in my head. In addition, when I researched whether kids being on a first-name basis with their parents was indeed more common in NL vs US, I stumbled upon several queer parents who go by their first names for practical reasons, which set my mind at ease.
Anyway, if anyone did raise an eyebrow at it, I hope this clears up the what and why
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With few exceptions, I only purchase paperbacks. Some days, that’s harder to stick with than others. Here’s a list (incomplete, naturally) of books already out in hardback that I’m chomping at the bit for.
(And if any of these lovely covers change for the paperbacks, I will be very upset. Be warned, publishers. Be. Warned.)
Tankborn by Karen Sandler
Best friends Kayla and Mishalla know they will be separated for their Assignments. They are GENs, Genetically Engineered Non-humans, and in their strict caste system, GENs are at the bottom rung of society. GENs are gestated in a tank and sent to work as slaves as soon as they reach age fifteen.
When Kayla is Assigned to care for Zul Manel, the patriarch of a trueborn family, she finds secrets and surprises; not least of which is her unexpected friendship with Zul’s great-grandson. Meanwhile, the children that Mishalla is Assigned to care for are being stolen in the middle of the night.
After weeks of toiling in their Assignments, mystifying circumstances enable Kayla and Mishalla to reunite. Together they hatch a plan to save the disappearing children. Yet can GENs really trust humans? Both girls must put their lives and hearts at risk to crack open a sinister conspiracy, revealing secrets no one is ready to face.
The Difference Between You and Me by Madeleine George
Jesse cuts her own hair with a Swiss Army knife. She wears big green fisherman’s boots. She’s the founding (and only) member of NOLAW, the National Organization to Liberate All Weirdos. Emily wears sweaters with faux pearl buttons. She’s vice president of the student council. She has a boyfriend.
These two girls have nothing in common, except the passionate “private time” they share every Tuesday afternoon. Jesse wishes their relationship could be out in the open, but Emily feels she has too much to lose. When they find themselves on opposite sides of a heated school conflict, they each have to decide what’s more important: what you believe in, or the one you love?
When We Wake by Karen Healey
Sixteen-year-old Tegan is just like every other girl living in 2027–she’s happiest when playing the guitar, she’s falling in love for the first time, and she’s joining her friends to protest the wrongs of the world: environmental collapse, social discrimination, and political injustice.
But on what should have been the best day of Tegan’s life, she dies–and wakes up a hundred years in the future, locked in a government facility with no idea what happened.
Tegan is the first government guinea pig to be cryonically frozen and successfully revived, which makes her an instant celebrity–even though all she wants to do is try to rebuild some semblance of a normal life. But the future isn’t all she hoped it would be, and when appalling secrets come to light, Tegan must make a choice: Does she keep her head down and survive, or fight for a better future?
Adaptation by Malinda Lo
Reese can’t remember anything from the time between the accident and the day she woke up almost a month later. She only knows one thing: She’s different now.
Across North America, flocks of birds hurl themselves into airplanes, causing at least a dozen to crash. Thousands of people die. Fearing terrorism, the United States government grounds all flights, and millions of travelers are stranded.
Reese and her debate team partner and longtime crush David are in Arizona when it happens. Everyone knows the world will never be the same. On their drive home to San Francisco, along a stretch of empty highway at night in the middle of Nevada, a bird flies into their headlights. The car flips over. When they wake up in a military hospital, the doctor won’t tell them what happened, where they are—or how they’ve been miraculously healed.
Things become even stranger when Reese returns home. San Francisco feels like a different place with police enforcing curfew, hazmat teams collecting dead birds, and a strange presence that seems to be following her. When Reese unexpectedly collides with the beautiful Amber Gray, her search for the truth is forced in an entirely new direction—and threatens to expose a vast global conspiracy that the government has worked for decades to keep secret.
Geeks, Girls and Secret Identities by Mike Jung
Vincent Wu is Captain Stupendous’s No. 1 Fan, but even he has to admit that Captain Stupendous has been a little off lately. During Professor Mayhem’s latest attack, Captain Stupendous barely made it out alive – although he did manage to save Vincent from a giant monster robot. It’s Vincent’s dream come true… until he finds out Captain Stupendous’s secret identity: It’s Polly Winnicott-Lee, the girl Vincent happens to have a crush on. Captain Stupendous’s powers were recently transferred to Polly in a fluke accident, and so while she has all of his super strength and super speed, she doesn’t know how to use them, and she definitely doesn’t know all the strengths and weaknesses of his many nemeses.
But Vincent and his friends are just the right fan club to train up their favorite superhero before he (she?) has to face Professor Mayhem again. And if they make it through this battle for the safety of Copperplate City, Vincent might just get up the courage to ask Polly on a date.
The Summer Prince by Alaya Dawn Johnson
A heart-stopping story of love, death, technology, and art set amid the tropics of a futuristic Brazil.
The lush city of Palmares Tres shimmers with tech and tradition, with screaming gossip casters and practiced politicians. In the midst of this vibrant metropolis, June Costa creates art that’s sure to make her legendary. But her dreams of fame become something more when she meets Enki, the bold new Summer King. The whole city falls in love with him (including June’s best friend, Gil). But June sees more to Enki than amber eyes and a lethal samba. She sees a fellow artist.
Together, June and Enki will stage explosive, dramatic projects that Palmares Tres will never forget. They will add fuel to a growing rebellion against the government’s strict limits on new tech. And June will fall deeply, unfortunately in love with Enki. Because like all Summer Kings before him, Enki is destined to die.
The Archived by Victoria Schwab
Imagine a place where the dead rest on shelves like books.
Each body has a story to tell, a life seen in pictures that only Librarians can read. The dead are called Histories, and the vast realm in which they rest is the Archive.
Da first brought Mackenzie Bishop here four years ago, when she was twelve years old, frightened but determined to prove herself. Now Da is dead, and Mac has grown into what he once was, a ruthless Keeper, tasked with stopping often—violent Histories from waking up and getting out. Because of her job, she lies to the people she loves, and she knows fear for what it is: a useful tool for staying alive.
Being a Keeper isn’t just dangerous—it’s a constant reminder of those Mac has lost. Da’s death was hard enough, but now her little brother is gone too. Mac starts to wonder about the boundary between living and dying, sleeping and waking. In the Archive, the dead must never be disturbed. And yet, someone is deliberately altering Histories, erasing essential chapters. Unless Mac can piece together what remains, the Archive itself might crumble and fall.
Above by Leah Bobet
Matthew has loved Ariel from the moment he found her in the tunnels, her bee’s wings falling away. They live in Safe, an underground refuge for those fleeing the city Above—like Whisper, who speaks to ghosts, and Jack Flash, who can shoot lightning from his fingers.
But one terrifying night, an old enemy invades Safe with an army of shadows, and only Matthew, Ariel, and a few friends escape Above. As Matthew unravels the mystery of Safe’s history and the shadows’ attack, he realizes he must find a way to remake his home—not just for himself, but for Ariel, who needs him more than ever before.
Vessel by Sarah Beth Durst
Liyana has trained her entire life to be the vessel of a goddess. She will dance and summon her tribe’s deity, who will inhabit Liyana’s body and use magic to bring rain to the desert. But when the dance ends, Liyana is still there. Her tribe is furious–and sure that it is Liyana’s fault. Abandoned by her tribe, Liyana expects to die in the desert. Until a boy walks out of the dust in search of her.
Korbyn is a god inside his vessel, and a trickster god at that. He tells Liyana that five other gods are missing, and they set off across the desert in search of the other vessels. The desert tribes cannot survive without the magic of their gods. But the journey is dangerous, even with a god’s help. And not everyone is willing to believe the trickster god’s tale.
The closer she grows to Korbyn, the less Liyana wants to disappear to make way for her goddess. But she has no choice–she must die for her tribe to live. Unless a trickster god can help her to trick fate–or a human girl can muster some magic of her own.
Fair Coin by E.C. Myers
An exciting adventure across parallel worlds! Ephraim discovers a strange coin that makes his wishes come true each time he flips it. His best friend becomes obsessed with the coin, and the world begins to change in unexpected ways.