{Here I am on Twitter}
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    February 1, 2015 5:21 pm
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    February 1, 2015 6:33 am
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    February 1, 2015 2:52 am
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Eleanor, Side A — an “Eleanor & Park” playlist

Posted on December 25th, 2012

This is the first of FOUR posts about music and “Eleanor & Park.” Excessive, I know, but I can’t help it . . . When I start a new book, I start a new playlist, too, and I work on them concurrently. With “Eleanor & Park,” the playlists took the shape of mixed tapes for each character. So I ended up with four playlists — two mixed tapes with two sides each.

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Behold! The “FANGIRL” cover! Is it not GLORIOUS?

Posted on December 18th, 2012

Presenting the cover of “FANGIRL,” my third book, which comes out in fall 2013. When I first saw the concept for this cover, I SHOUTED OUT LOUD. Actually … it was more of a squeal. A shouted-out-loud squeal. Click through to see the cover in its glorious entirety — and to hear me fangirl all over Noelle Stevenson, the illustrator.

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Why aren’t we talking about narwhals?

Posted on November 15th, 2012

In which I carefully investigate the existence of narwhals. And steal adorable narwhal illustrations from Kai’s sketchbook. And wonder what other magic the universe is keeping from me. BRING OUT YOUR MIRACLES.

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MERRY OCTOBER!

Posted on October 1st, 2012

October. My favorite month. Which, by the way, has only half begun.

Some find it melancholy. “October,” Bono sings, “and the trees are stripped bare.”

Not I. There’s a chill in the air that lifts my heart and makes my hair stand on end. Every moment feels meant for me. In October, I’m the star of my own movie—I hear the soundtrack in my head (right now, it’s “Suite: Judy Blue Eyes”)—and I have faith in my own rising action.

I was born in February, but I come alive in October.

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