I have a story for ya’ll. It goes like this:
Once upon a time, in a galaxy far, far away (Which was really just last summer on the plaid couch in my living room) I discovered this website. It was called the Merry Fates, and it was run by three authors. On Mondays, they posted a short story and on the last Monday of every month the story was from a Guest Blogger (I read this as: Foreign Knight from the Land of YA). Sometimes there was a common theme. Sometimes there wasn’t.
Well, around this time my parents started spending a lot of time away from the house. I was alone a lot, sitting on the plaid couch with my laptop, from when I dragged myself out of bed until I was coaxed up to bed (unless I had rehearsal, which in the context of my story, should be read as BATTLE TRAINING!!!!). I was homeschooled, and a trip to the library meant talking my parents into driving me. I burned through books like they were water and I was the parched desert ground. It was really, really hard to always have something interesting to read.
And then I discovered the aforementioned (I love, love, love that word) Merry Fates site. I think I read through years worth of short stories in a few months. I had to create a new folder to hold all of my bookmarks. Every Monday, I stalked the webpage until the new story appeared. Earlier this year, the website stopped because the authors were too busy. They have an anthology coming out in September, the Curiosities, and you should read it.
But this isn’t about that. It’s about when I realized that these wonderful authors actually have real books. Out. In Barnes and Noble. Sometimes in my little town library.
The Amazing Brenna Yovanoff, whose book The Replacement may not have about ten-thousand sticky notes in it right now, is coming out with a new book. This is it’s cover:
I think I might have drooled a little. It’s so beautiful and creepy.
The Amazing Brenna Yovanoff (who only might be some kind of sorceress in this story I’m telling) is holding a contest for Advanced Reader Copies of this book. You can see the details of the contest here: http://brennayovanoff.com/2012/08/21/paper-valentine-arc-contest/
And they all lived Happily-Ever-After, and only a few of the Trusty Knights of the Slightly Chipped Kitchen Table (hey, it’s not my fault. The bird did it) were eaten by the killer rabbit.
Sarah (who may or may not be King Arthur in this story. Because hey, her story, her rules. And she’d look pretty good in a crown )