Wordless Wednesday: Unusual Graffiti

Interview & Review with Kate’s Reads on the Transfer Student Tour Today!

CONGRATS TO TO EBOOK WINNER @MacDibble! GOOD LUCK TO TODAY’S TWEETERS! [read on for tweet deets ]

Today on the tour I’m excited to be interviewed by Kate’s Reads. She’s a great book blogger and she’s one of my go-to blogs to find out what’s next on my TBR list! Kate asked for an interview and I really enjoyed her questions. It’s kind of funny how some stories just happen. This story is like that. One experience led to another and another and before I knew it, I had a story. TRANSFER STUDENT needed about six years to “cook.” My personal life during the years 2006-2009 played a huge part in informing my characters and the plot. Kate was nice enough to do a book review too, you can read it here! 

I hope you’ll check out the interview Thanks for stopping by the tour here and, as always to win today’s EBOOK of TRANSFER STUDENT Tweet [& post ur tweet link here or at Kate's interview]:

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Here’s a little excerpt from Kate’s Interview with me.

Q) How did you come up with the Rethan words and where did you get the ideas for the landscape of Retha?

 

I travel and live away from home sometimes because my husband renovates hotels. At the time I revised Transfer Student, we had the good fortune to live in Big Sur, CA, a very remote part of the central California coast that remains largely undisturbed by man. The landscape is so wild that the missionaries who settled California did not enter and instead just referred to it as El Sur Grande, The Big South…Big Sur. The first road was built on the only horse path to “town” [Monterey] in the 1930s––a road that flirts with the Pacific Ocean winding into cliffs and over waves and sand dunes. Big Sur inspired planet Retha––a place where there are no roads because Rethans fly and while Rethan’s are innovative, they aren’t extremely technological. Because Big Sur is so remote,

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Travel Like A Teenager : The flight home

I take off from LAX at twilight, totally sleep-deprived. The SCBWI Conference in LA was a blast, as usual. So many magic moments, all of them lasting until 2 or 3 in the morning. And now it’s time to settle into my seat and put on my headphones, turn up the music and lay my head back…and sleep. Right?

But I can’t. Because I’m a sunset magnet. I can’t not watch. Especially from an airplane. It’s the latest kind of sunset where the sky is an indigo and the ocean barely has any color left to it at all and the sunset-striped sky fills with reds, oranges, tangerines, golds, electric aquas, and a kind of purple that meets with the darkest of blackest blue sky. Orange lights glow in the colorless sea. In my half-awake state I think them rather large stars, sort of pointing the way. But, they aren’t stars. They are lights on off-shore oil rigs, just to the south of Santa Barbara. And the night is clear. Beautifully clear. And the colors of the sunset intensify. The off-shore-derreks march south as I fly up California’s coast. And the sea lights up in spots, literally. Tiny galaxies beneath the sea churn, glowing white, yellow, gold, reddish-orange and aqua.