Wordy Wednesday: Writing

Happy Wednesday! The past week has been weirdly hectic without very much actually going on (mostly just family stuff, grad party, and endless trips to the dentist) (my mouth loves me).

Tomorrow, though, my mom and I leave for BEA and BookCon in Chicago, which is going to be SO ACTUALLY HECTIC and SO MUCH FUN and I CAN’T WAIT TO SEE PEOPLE. Let me know if you’ll also be there so we can meet up!

Meanwhile: this week’s Wordy Wednesday is a poem.


Sheets of paper, crisp with
ink and lines and scribbled words,
stacked thick and high enough to build
a tower (or a world)–
I disappeared through the pages,
my own portal to Narnia or Neverland or Wonderland,
and I have come out on the other side
in a place that had been waiting
for someone to find it

I was looking for a story,
a girl and a wristwatch and ivy-coated walls,
but instead I found the universe


Thanks for reading, and keep a lookout next week for a BEA/BookCon recap! (Also hopefully my graduation recap at some point?) (I am really falling behind on this whole blogging thing, whoops.) (Love youuu.)


P.S. You only have two weeks left to enter my giveaway of a signed copy of Susan Dennard’s New York Times bestseller Truthwitch, as part of the Ch1Con blog tour! Read Susan’s exclusive guest post and find the giveaway here.

P.P.S. Two weeks is also how much time you have left to register to attend the 2016 Chapter One Young Writers Conference at our special, discounted early bird rate! Register here by May 31st to only pay $74.99.

P.P.P.S. I am currently totally addicted to “Spirits” by The Strumbellas. It feels a lot like writing, if that makes sense. I dare you not to like it.

Story Time: BEA/BookCon 2015! (Part 1/3)


(Warning that I’m splitting this recap into three posts, corresponding with our three days of book events. But even with that, this post is going to be a billion words long, so read at your own risk.)

A couple weeks ago was the biggest publishing industry event in the US: Book Expo America (better known as BEA). This year’s event was hosted in the Javits Center in NYC–and my mom, roommate Hannah, her mom and grandma, and I attended the last day of it (Friday). Afterward was BEA’s sister event for consumers, BookCon, which ran Saturday and Sunday. Aaand we attended both days of that.

My mom and I got to New York Thursday evening, after lots and lots of super fun plane trouble (because it wouldn’t be a trip to NYC without it). We dropped our stuff at our hotel, then spent a couple hours checking out the area where I’ll be living later this summer and all that. We grabbed a late dinner at this place across the street from the hotel, and apparently a famous dude was sitting right behind us, but who really knows. (I didn’t recognize him, but the waitresses got supes excited and made him take a picture with them.)

Part 1 of BEA: Children’s Author Breakfast

First thing Friday morning, we headed to the BEA shuttle. Unfortunately, I forgot our empty suitcase (for putting freebies in), so Madre graciously ran back to the hotel to grab it, so I ended up riding the shuttle alone. Got to Javits Center, got Madre and my badges, then headed for the line to get into the Children’s Author Breakfast.

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Eek! Look how pretty my badge was!

Fortunately: Hannah and her family got to Javits way earlier than I did and saved my mom and I spots at the front of the line.

Unfortunately: My mom was still back at the hotel waiting for the next shuttle when they let us into the Special Events Hall to do the mad dash for decent seats.

Because we were practically the first people in line, we managed to find a table where we could all sit together and I could even save a seat for Madre. But then it was five minutes to the start of the breakfast and she was still waiting in line at the luggage check to drop off the suitcase (you aren’t allowed to have wheeled bags anywhere in Javits outside of the luggage check areas). And, like, that was a problem because I had her badge and her ticket to get into the breakfast. And I wasn’t exactly close enough to the door for it to be polite to just get up and leave partway through the authors speaking in order to get her stuff to her.

I felt so bad, because a really nice lady sat down next to me, and she was asking all about Ch1Con and talking about how she has a client who lives near where I’m from in Michigan (turns out she’s a literary agent) (BEA is the kind of place where you just randomly get talking with literary agents)–and through it all I was FREAKING. OUT.

Then, thank God, one minute before the breakfast was supposed to begin, Madre texted me to say she was at the door and I scampered over to hand her her stuff. We sat back down at our seats right as the lights dimmed.

The authors speaking at the Children’s Author Breakfast this year were:

  • Master of Ceremonies: Nathan Lane (Naughty Mabel)
  • Oliver Jeffers (The Day the Crayons Quit)
  • James Patterson (too many books to keep track of) (not that he’s written most of them, ugh) (but whatever)
  • And Rainbow Rowell (Fangirl)


I want to be everyone who spoke at the Children’s Author Breakfast when I grow up.

All of the authors were super, super awesome and funny and adorable (even, I hate to admit it, a little tiny bit James Patterson). We stuffed ourselves with bagels and orange juice, ogled our first free books and tote bag of the weekend, then trooped out of the Special Events Hall to figure out our game plan for the rest of the day.

Part II: Wandering and Buzz Panels

Of course, five seconds out of the Children’s Author Breakfast, I made a fool of myself for the first of what would become many, MANY times over the course of the weekend when Hannah spotted Rainbow Rowell heading for the escalator and we not-so-sneakily fast-walked over to her to tell her we love her books and her and can-we-be-best-friends-please-OMG. We didn’t fast-walk quite fast enough though, because we reached her right as she was stepping onto the escalator, so it turned into us kind of shouting our adoration up to her as the escalator carried her away from us, and she very politely shouted an awkward thanks back, and the fact that Hannah and I didn’t die of humiliation is a testament to our strength.

However, THE STORY GETS BETTER: Only a couple minutes later, we were discussing the Encounter That Must Not Be Named while riding up another escalator when, GUESS WHO WALKS BY TO GET ON THE ESCALATOR BESIDE OURS, GOING DOWN. THAT’S RIGHT. RAINBOW. FREAKING. ROWELL. And of course, not thinking, my automatic reaction was to say, “Oh, hey!” And, of course, her automatic reaction was then to turn towards the person who seemed to be speaking to her. Except at that point we had already long passed one another on the escalators–because, you know, they were moving in opposite directions. And, like, I honestly don’t know how I’m still alive right now. I should be dead. Oh my gosh.

Luckily, things got slightly less awkward for a while after that. (BUT DON’T YOU WORRY; MORE IS DEFINITELY TO COME.) We wandered the exhibit hall for a bit, picking up free ARCs and bookmarks and stuff, then headed to the Meet BEA Young Adult Buzz Authors panel. The authors speaking on the panel were:

  • Moderator: Susannah Greenberg
  • Nicola Yoon (Everything, Everything)
  • Jake Halpern and Peter Kujawinski (Nightfall)
  • Daniel Kraus (The Death And Life Of Zebulon Finch, Volume 1: At The Edge Of Empire)
  • And Estelle Laure (This Raging Light)

The authors were absolutely lovely, and so smart and nice. Afterwards, though, came Part III in the Adventures of Julia Not Knowing How to Human: On our way back into the exhibition hall, we passed Maggie Stiefvater and Jackson Pierce preparing for the panel they were about to be on, and I… maybe… accidentally… stared them down while trying to figure out if Tui Sutherland (who was also going to be on that panel) was with them.

(Quick back story on that: A billion years ago, Tui Sutherland had a message board on Scholastic’s online forums for kids, called the STACKS, where if you shared a wacky story about a pet, she’d respond. I have a lot of wacky pet stories. We ended up talking on there a pretty decent amount and she even mentioned one of my stories–I think it was about our suicidal water frog?–in a blog post. I haven’t talked with her in like eight years though, so it would have been really cool to see her.)

I didn’t spot Tui though, and the others dragged me off (thank goodness) before I could make an even bigger fool of myself. From there we wandered the show floor some more, picked up more free stuff*, then headed downstairs for the Middle Grade Editors’ Buzz panel.

The editors and books on the panel were:

  • Moderator: Sarah Hines
  • David Levithan, talking about Alex Gino’s George
  • Nany Paulsen, talking about Lisa Lewis Tyre’s Last in a Long Line of Rebels
  • Martha Mihalick, talking about Nicholas Gannon’s The Doldrums
  • Elise Howard, talking about Adam Shaughnessy’s The Entirely True Story of the Unbelievable Fib
  • And Andrea Spooner, talking about Ali Benjamin’s The Thing About Jellyfish

It was a FANTASTIC panel, and afterward they gave out ARCs of all the books. (I’m so excited to read these things.)

As we were picking up our ARCs, we ran into Hannah’s cousin who works in the industry. Esther is amazing, so it’s always a pleasure to talk to her, even if only for a couple minutes. We all split up after that and I headed back to the exhibition hall for my first book signing of the day.

However, on the way there, I got a little lost and ended up running into this beautiful human:


Part III: Book Signings and More Panels

The first signing line I braved for the weekend was Shannon Hale’s, signing The Princess in Black. I adore Princess Academy–it’s one of those books I grab when I wake up from a nightmare and need something to calm me down; it’s just so sweet and beautiful and ugh–so it was really nice to get to meet her.

Of course, because being awkward around authors had become a reflex at that point, I stumbled all over my words while meeting her and it took me like thirty seconds to remember the name of Princess Academy and I had half a second of panic when I wondered if she truly was the one who’d written it or if it had been someone else. (Yeah. I don’t even know.)

Then, as she was handing my book back to me, Scott Westerfeld appeared out of nowhere to talk to her.

And she went, “Oh hey. This is Scott Westerfeld.”

And I went, “Hi.”

And he went, “Oh hi there.”


And then I ran.

After that, Madre and I found each other, stopped by a booth to talk with a friend, then dropped off the books we’d collected so far in our suitcase (seriously, such a nice thing to have there). From there, we headed to the WNDB Presents: Diversity, Be the Change You Want to See panel. (However, Madre kindly left it early to go grab a signed copy of Rules for Stealing Stars for me from Corey Ann Haydu.)

The speakers were:

  • Moderator: Ellen Oh (Co-Founder and President of WNDB)
  • Matt de la Pena (super cool author person)
  • Linda Sue Park (other super cool author person)
  • Tim Federle (yet another super cool author person)
  • And Lamar Giles (VP of WNDB)

It was an amazing panel. A part that especially resonated with me was when Matt de la Pena called for more literature focused on characters who are incidentally diverse (as in: while diversity is important to these stories, the plots revolve around something else). This is the kind of diversity I’ve really, really been wanting to see more of, so it was SO COOL to hear someone like Matt say he wants the same thing.

After the panel, Hannah and I went up to talk to Matt, because our YA literature professor from this past year knows him. He was super nice and, like, please go read his books. (Here. Here is a link to his GoodReads page.) Then, on our way out, I spotted Kaye (one of this year’s Ch1Con speakers!) and I stopped to say hi to her. The moment she found out who I was, she threw her arms around me like we’d known each other forever, and OHMYGOSH KAYE IS SO INCREDIBLY NICE TOO. EVERYONE IS SO NICE. YAY PUBLISHING.

From there, I scurried off to my next round of book signings.

First up was Maggie Stiefvater and Jackson Pierce (signing Pip Bartlett’s Guide to Magical Creatures), who luckily didn’t remember the Stare Down From Hell. After that I hopped into the Marissa Meyer line and got a signed copy of Fairest.

I wasn’t sure what to do after that, because I had a bit of a blank patch in my schedule, so I decided to try the Patrick Ness line. After only a couple minutes in it, though, I spotted Christine Riccio of PolandBananaBooks on Youtube. Her videos give me life, so I hopped out of line to grab a picture with her.


Because of that, I missed the cut off for the Patrick Ness signing line (but so worth it to get to meet Christine, along with Kat of katytastic and Jesse of jessethereader). Luckily, right as I was trying to figure out what to do instead, Hannah texted me to say she was going to the Middle Grade Characters & Adventures panel, so we rounded the group up and all hit that together.

The panelists were:

  • Moderator: Peter Lerangis (Seven Wonders series)
  • Corey Ann Haydu (Rules for Stealing Stars)
  • Lauren Oliver (Curiosity House)
  • Kevin Sands (Blackthorn Key)
  • And Ken Oppel (Nest)

It was yet another really, really great panel. Afterward, I grabbed ARCs of Blackthorn Key and Nest (I was too slow to get the others), got a couple Curiosity House pins from Lauren, talked with the authors for five seconds, got my Blackthorn Key signed, and managed to get out of the panel without being too much of an idiot. (Improvement!)


Part IV: Last Few Signings

Madre and I had Avid Reader Passes (basically, they let you into special signings) for Meg Cabot and Jennifer Armentrout, so we headed back to the Autographing area for the last few signings of the day.

Neither of us had used our Front of the Line passes (pretty self-explanatory) yet, so we used those to jump the massive line to meet Meg Cabot. She is beautiful, and just as funny and sweet in person as you’d expect from her books.

She was one of the few authors during the day I remembered to ask for a picture with. It was the Return of the Awkward though, because in order to get behind her signing table to take the picture, I had to dodge around the line divider and a trash can, which obviously meant that I consequently tripped all over the trash can. But Meg Cabot–bless her beautiful, funny, sweet heart–helped me untangle myself from it, all the while cracking jokes and making sure I was okay.  

After that, Madre and I met Jennifer Armentrout, got wrangled into getting some other books signed from an author we’d never heard of (the poor guy had gotten stuck at the signing table in the far corner where no one could see him, so his line was nonexistent), then headed out to the lobby area to grab our suitcase and figure out what to do with our books.

On our way, we spotted a mob of Youtubers sitting on the floor, just kind of hanging out, so we stopped so I could get a picture with Kristina and Kayley from FiveAwesomeGirls(!).


Still can’t get over the fact that I got to meet some of these people.

We also stopped at the Scholastic booth, because I had to snag a picture with their sign in honor of my days on Write It. (LOOK HOW FAR WE’VE COME.)


At the luggage check, we quickly realized we had way too many books to fit in our suitcase, so we ended up lugging all of them down to the shipping cavern to send home in a box.

Afterward, we met back up with Hannah’s family at the tables by the Penguin truck. Hannah, her cousin Esther, and I talked for a while, while our moms and Hannah’s grandma talked, then we all grabbed our stuff and walked to a cute little hole-in-the-wall Italian restaurant a few blocks away.

Post-dinner, Madre and I said goodnight to the others, dropped our stuff at our hotel, then went exploring a bit. We ended up spending like an hour just sitting at a table in Times Square, taking it all in. We joked about how I won’t be allowed to enjoy the touristy parts of New York anymore once I move there in a few weeks, and it was really weird to think of how This Is Truly Happening. I’m actually moving to New York for two months. I’ve been dreaming of living in New York City since I was like ten. It’s kind of terrifying and kind of amazing.

IMG_8665From there, we walked back to the hotel and called it a night.

And that, I guess, is where this first obnoxiously long and detailed recap post ends.

Thank you for slogging through this entire thing, if you made it this far. (And if you just skimmed the post, I totally understand.)

Check back later this week for Parts 2 and 3, covering BookCon!


PS. I want you to know that I’m currently dyeing my hair with honey (because why not) and it keep dripping on my hands as I type. #Professional

*I freaking. adore. free. stuff.

BookCon: Saturday Craziness

So today was both insane and insanely long, which means I’m way too tired to write a halfway coherent post. Hopefully I remember everything well enough to give you a proper update once I’m home.

In the meantime, highlights of Saturday:

– Hannah’s awesome publishing industry cousin snagged us passes to the Adult Author Breakfast, where we ate massive muffins and freaked out over the speakers (aaand maybe possibly met Lena Dunham).

– I met amazing reader Rachel! And she knit me a hat!

– Met Margot Wood of Tea Time again (and maybe picked up one of all the freebies at her booth while she talked) (sorry not sorry).

– Got to watch Brandon Stanton of Humans of New York demonstrate his process for street photography.

– Was THIS. CLOSE. to the authors at the kids’ lit panel, thanks to Hannah’s VIP status + seat saving skills. (Thanks for everything this weekend, Hannah!)

– Got to see part of the TFIOS panel. (It was the audience Q & A and this kid went up to the mic and thanked John Green for finally clarifying for him what to do with his prosthetic leg during sex and then John jumped off the stage to hug him and IT WAS AMAZING. Dude, the Nerdfighter community is the best.)

– Got to see part of the panel on dystopian fiction, and all the authors were awesome, only I’m too tired to remember all their names off the top of my head so I’m just not going to say any right now. But they were awesome, I promise you.

– Tonight the group of us saw If/Then (Idina Menzel’s new Broadway musical). It was FANTASTIC. Aaand afterward, Hannah and I quite possibly waited in the mob at the stage door for over an hour, and befriended a cool tall dude named Tom who held our playbills for us for the actors to sign since as aforementioned his is a) cool and b) tall–and then, you know, IDINA HERSELF CAME OUT AND SIGNED OUR PLAYBILLS. AND WE TOOK CREEPY PICTURES OF HER. AND IT WAS AWESOME.

And there you go: my highlights of the day.

BookCon was such a whirlwind. A lot was good, but also a lot was honestly not-so-good. I’ll go into it all more sometime when it’s not going on two in the morning, but what’s important is that overall I had a really good time today. (And I now have many new books to read.)




BookCon: Friday Night

Hey there! It’s 10:47 PM, someone is singing loudly (but actually sort of well) at the bar across the street from our hotel, and I am exhausted.

It’s been a long day.

After not going to sleep until around 2:00 yesterday because of packing, I woke up at 7:00 to shower, pack some more, shove a bowl of Lucky Charms down my throat, and print about a million pages worth of various passes and schedules for the weekend.

The passes actually wouldn’t have eaten so many pages, except the first time through they printed wrong. (Everything came out but the barcodes. Of course the one parts of the dumb things we actually needed).

Between that and other random setbacks, Madre and I ended up leaving the house over an hour later than planned, which then led to a mad dash to the airport and through security. We reached our gate on time, thank God, and while waiting there–in the middle of a discussion on marriage, of all things–a guy got down on his knee on the moving sidewalk beside us and proposed to his (joyfully) stunned girlfriend. It was adorable.

Then there was some trouble with our luggage. And once we reached NYC our taxi got stuck in a massive traffic jam because the driver thought it would be a good idea to take us through Times Square (why? the world may never know), so we ended up walking the last few blocks to the hotel. And then the hotel didn’t have our room ready yet so we had to leave our luggage at their baggage check. And we couldn’t find a free taxi so we walked all the way to the Javits Center, where both BookCon and its parent event Book Expo America (BEA) are taking place right now (which, you know, is a pretty long walk when you’re out of shape and it’s hot out).

All in all, it was actually really nice. I will never turn down an opportunity walk Times Square and finding our way to the Javits Center on foot was fun.

However, what you need to understand in all this: Our flight was scheduled to land at 2:00. The BookCon kickoff event for tonight (a panel about the film adaption This Is Where I Leave You, featuring the author, director, and, you know, stars Tina Fey and Jason Bateman) was scheduled to begin at 4:00.

That was two hours to get out of the airport, through the hotel, to Javits. Basically a superhuman feat.

And I was not missing Tina Fey.

So when absolutely everything seemed out to keep us from making it to the panel on time, for some reason neither my mom nor I were happy campers.

But then the plane landed early, and the walk to the Javits Center wasn’t as long as we thought it would be, and we arrived and checked in at the BookCon registration desk with five minutes to spare.

We raced down to the Special Events Hall and got in the mile-long line to get into the panel.

Inched every so slowly towards the quickly filling seats.

At which point Mom said, “I thought Hannah and her mom were saving seats for us?”

And I replied, “Yeah, they said they’re at a table at the front, but I don’t see–”

Frantically waving arms alerted us to the fact that when Hannah had texted me that they were sitting at the front of the hall, she didn’t just mean TOWARDS the front. She meant the FRONT of the front. Like front row. Like right next to the stage.

So yeah. The BookCon kickoff event ended up being awesome.

Afterward, we went out to the BookCon happy hour, where Hannah and her mom introduced us to their amazing cousin (like dude, I want to be related to this woman too) who’s attending BEA. And who, then, ever-so-casually introduced us to some friends of hers who, you know, happen to run New York Magazine. (Is this even real life?)

This is only one of the things Hannah’s cousin did for us tonight. She is my new favorite human.

The entire time we were in the Javits Center, I was basically a hyperventilating, creepishly-staring-at-everything mess. I’ve been dreaming of attending BEA ever since I first heard of it back junior year of high school, and after lusting after all the pictures of massive book advertisements filling entire walls and beautiful stacks of ARCs on table after table and all the rugs! the BEA logo on all the rugs! –It just. I couldn’t believe I was actually there.

Not actually for BEA, of course. For BookCon. But still. My Twitter feed has been nothing but BEA all week and it was crazy to actually be standing in the middle of it. (I would have cried if it weren’t for the fact that I would have gotten lots of weird looks from the industry people, half of whom basically hate BEA but are required to go, and therefore, you know, would not have understood why this random girl was crying about the fact she was standing in the Javits Center. Especially because she was happy about it.)

Plus, just to solidify my unhealthy levels of excitement, after the kickoff event I spotted Christine Riccio of Page to Premiere and polandbananasBOOKS (my favorite BookTube channel), and it REALLY hit home for me that I was ACTUALLY. THERE. (Unfortunately, I spotted her as she got on an escalator on her way out for the night, so I wasn’t able to go fangirl all over her. But fingers crossed I have a chance to gush about how much I love her videos tomorrow?)

After leaving Javits, we took one of the BEA shuttles to Grand Central Station, where we got sorbet/gelato and admired the architecture. Then we headed to Bryant Park and stumbled upon a Shakespeare in the Park production of Hamlet. We watched that for a while, but it started raining and it seemed like the weather was just going to get worse, so then we were off to somewhere indoors–John’s Pizzeria for dinner, to be specific.

(By the way: If you’re ever looking for a pizza place near Times Square, I’ve eaten at John’s twice now and have been fully satisfied with my pizza both times. I highly recommend it for all your New York-style pizza needs.)

Then, after dinner, it was back to the hotel. And now Mom and I are just sitting in our room, listening to the drunken singing from the bar, and it is 11:51 PM.

What a weird day, right? A little bad and a ton good.

As Hannah and I walked out of the Javits Center, I looked around, all wide eyes and burning cheeks from smiling too hard, and I said, “I feel so… content right now.” It’s amazing how true that was (and still is; I never want to forget this feeling).

Here’s to hoping the rest of the weekend lives up to Friday.



PS. Sorry for the lack of pictures in this. My phone ran out of space basically the instant we got to New York (and I can’t figure out how to upload what I do have using this computer, anyway). But hopefully I can take a few tomorrow.

Big News Post, Take Two

I’ve been promising another Big News post for a couple weeks now, and I FINALLY CAN SHARE THINGS WITH YOU!

Drum roll please…

This is a Book Too is back!

Yup, after our unplanned hiatus (school has this annoying habit of getting in the way of projects like this, yes?), Mel and I are finally back in action with This is a Book Too. Check out new chapters on the official This is a Book Trilogy blog at: www.thisisabookthebook.wordpress.com.

I’m attending BookCon (AKA “Power Reader Day” of Book Expo America)!

I’m so excited to finally get to check out this event! (By which I mean “fangirl all over my favorite authors, likely scaring them so badly they’ll never come near me ever again.”) Plus, I’m attending with my super talented writing friends Ariel and Joan, and a couple of our parents, so that automatically makes it 110% awesomer. (Also: I love New York. Like a lot.) (Also, also: BROADWAY.)

I won the Arthur Miller Award!!!

The Arthur Miller Award is a prize here at U of M for writers. The winner receives a scholarship, an autographed copy of DEATH OF A SALESMAN (because Arthur Miller), and, you know, the right to stare in disbelief at the email and jump around a lot and maybe even cry, just a little bit. (Not that I did any of those things.)

I’m so incredibly honored to have been selected to be this year’s recipient. U of M’s got a kind of crazy number of talented writers, so the fact that they chose my entry blows my mind. A lot.

… Aaand, last but not-at-all least:

I’m studying abroad at Oxford this summer!!!!!


I’m studying British literature in the place it was written, and some of my friends are going to be there at the same time, and it’s basically going to be beautiful.

On top of that: While in the UK, Hannah (who’s in the same program as me!) and I are attending–wait for it–JK Rowling’s session at the Theakstons Old Peculier Crime Writing Festival! (If you happen to feel a flutter in your chest at this news, that’s probably the heart attack I had while scrambling to purchase the tickets rubbing off on you. I apologize.)

The plan is to keep the blog up and running while I’m over there, so prepare yourself for a deluge of posts about how wonderful Europe is.

I’m off to daydream about summer (so close, yet so far away). Love you!


Armchair BEA: Introductions!

Sorry I’m posting this late (and also currently flooding this poor blog with posts)–I just now found out about Armchair BEA, and it looked like too awesome an opportunity to pass up.

Don’t know what Armchair BEA is? Check out a description of it heeeere.

If you’re also attending Armchair BEA, hey there! It’s great to meet you. Make sure to leave a comment, so I know to check out your blog. 🙂

I’ve gotta answer five of the questions provided on the site, so here we go.

  1. Please tell us a little bit about yourself: Who are you? How long have you been blogging? Why did you get into blogging? Hi, my name is Julia. I’ve been blogging for about a year and a half now, and I got into blogging because a) I was bored and b) it looked like fun. Perfect combo, right? Plus, it was a great way to let my friends and family finally get a taste of some of my writing, since as an unpublished novelist I don’t get to share my work much.
  2. Have you previously participated in Armchair BEA? What brought you back for another year? If you have not previously participated, what drew you to the event? Nope, this is my first year! I’ve been dying to go to BEA ever since I first found out about it a few years back, but I’ve never had the money or time to go. I figured this was the next best thing.
  3. Tell us one non-book-related thing that everyone reading your blog may not know about you. I was completely obsessed with dogs growing up. I had this massive dog encyclopedia that was probably a thousand pages long, and I must have read it all the way through five times, not to mention scouring the pages upon pages towards the back that described all the different dog breeds. I used to be able to glance at a dog on the street and be able to tell you what breed(s) it was, its temperament based on that, and what it would take to care for it. The insanity settled down, though, when my parents finally caved and got me a puppy for my thirteenth birthday. Check out how beautiful my Sammy-girl is:
  4. If you could eat dinner with any author or character, who would it be and why? That’s hard, but I think I’d have to go with Veronica Roth, as long as I’m continuing with my now very public Divergent obsession. (I would say Katniss Everdeen from The Hunger Games, but she’d probably try feeding me squirrel stew or something, and that ain’t happening, sister.)
  5. What literary location would you most like to visit? Why? Narnia. I can’t even put into words my love for Narnia. Other kids wanted their Hogwarts letters–I was that weirdo who regularly walked into closets in search of snowy forests and Aslan. (Not that I would have said no if a Hogwarts letter arrived on my doorstep, but you know. I would have preferred magicking myself into Narnia.)

Yay for Armchair BEA, letting those of us on unemployed college student budgets to still attend Book Expo America! 🙂 Talk to you soon!