I can’t believe it’s already time for The Order of the Eternal Sun to be out! It seems like I was just writing it! The official release date is August 23rd, but I’ll be at my favorite local indie bookstore, Fiction Addiction, on Saturday, August 13th signing copies. Drop by if you’re in town! Almost as good as the books is the fact that there will be FOOD.
More details here: http://live-timely-i09kj6eb.time.ly/event/jessica-leake-launch-party/
When fellow Writers House author Pintip Dunn asked if anyone wanted to join in her cover reveal, I jumped at the chance because I love cover reveals. There’s just something so exciting about seeing the birth of a new book, and this one is really beautiful. You can check out the cover for Remember Yesterday below–brought to you by YAReads Blog Tours and YA Interrobang:
Book Title: Remember Yesterday (Forget Tomorrow, #2)
Author: Pintip Dunn
Release Date: October 4, 2016
Genre: YA Sci-Fi
Sixteen-year-old Jessa Stone is the most valuable citizen in Eden City. Her psychic abilities could lead to significant scientific discoveries, if only she’d let TechRA study her. But ten years ago, the scientists kidnapped and experimented on her, leading to severe ramifications for her sister, Callie. She’d much rather break into their labs and sabotage their research—starting with Tanner Callahan, budding scientist and the boy she loathes most at school.
The past isn’t what she assumed, though—and neither is Tanner. He’s not the arrogant jerk she thought he was. And his research opens the door to the possibility that Jessa can rectify a fatal mistake made ten years earlier. She’ll do anything to change the past and save her sister—even if it means teaming up with the enemy she swore to defeat.
Goodreads Book Link: https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/26091228-remember-yesterday
Barnes & Noble Buy Link: http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/remember-yesterday-pintip-dunn/1122749494?ean=9781633754942
Kobo Buy Link: https://store.kobobooks.com/en-US/ebook/remember-yesterday-1
Entangled Publishing: http://www.entangledpublishing.com/remember-yesterday/
Imagine a world where your destiny has already been decided…by your future self.
It’s Callie’s seventeenth birthday and, like everyone else, she’s eagerly awaiting her vision―a memory sent back in time to sculpt each citizen into the person they’re meant to be. A world-class swimmer. A renowned scientist.
Or in Callie’s case, a criminal.
In her vision, she sees herself murdering her gifted younger sister. Before she can process what it means, Callie is arrested and placed in Limbo―a prison for those destined to break the law. With the help of her childhood crush, Logan, a boy she hasn’t spoken to in five years, she escapes the hellish prison.
But on the run from her future, as well as the government, Callie sets in motion a chain of events that she hopes will change her fate. If not, she must figure out how to protect her sister from the biggest threat of all—Callie, herself.
Powell’s Books: http://www.powells.com/book/forget-tomorrow-9781633752382
The Book Depository: http://www.bookdepository.com/Forget-Tomorrow-Pintip-Dunn/9781633752382
Pintip Dunn graduated from Harvard University, magna cum laude, with an A.B. in English Literature and Language. She received her J.D. at Yale Law School, where she was an editor of the YALE LAW JOURNAL. She also published an article in the YALE LAW JOURNAL, entitled, “How Judges Overrule: Speech Act Theory and the Doctrine of Stare Decisis,”
Pintip is represented by literary agent Beth Miller of Writers House. Her debut novel, Forget Tomorrow, is a finalist in the Best First Book category of RWA’s RITA® contest. She is a member of Romance Writers of America, Washington Romance Writers, YARWA, and The Golden Network.
She lives with her husband and children in Maryland. You can learn more about Pintip and her books at www.pintipdunn.com
Author Website: http://www.pintipdunn.com/
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Author Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/13442212.Pintip_Dunn
Author Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/pintip_dunn/
With an office already overflowing with books (and a bookshelf in the living room threatening to collapse with kids’ books), I’ve been toying with different ideas of how to increase our bookshelf space while taking advantage of unused wall space in our living room.
And then I came across this post on turning Billy bookcases from Ikea into built-ins–“I could totally do that!” I said. “It’ll be easy!” I said. Well, it wasn’t too hard–not with so much help from both my dad and husband–but it was definitely time-consuming. The end-result, though: SO worth it.
This is a shot of the wall before, and I wish I had another picture to get the full wall–I left out the corner bookcase overflowing with books, but basically, it’s a boring wall with a mess of wires from the TV in spite of our attempt to hide my husband’s many gaming system connections with shelves.
The first thing I did was research cheap bookcases–Billy bookcases would have been perfect, but the nearest Ikea is in Charlotte, and I didn’t have the time or the inclination to make the trip. Shipping costs would have been more than the 4 bookcases I would need, so that was out.
But then I found these on Home Depot’s site: South Shore 5-shelf Bookcase.
It was perfect for what I needed: cheap and easy to assemble. So I ordered the 4 bookcases, had them delivered to the store, and we picked them up a week later. Once my husband assembled the first one (while I kept the kids literally off his back), he was able to put the second one together in about 20 minutes or so, and I finished the last two.
But that’s when we encountered the first problem: the baseboards and shoe molding. If we wanted the bookcases to be completely flush, the baseboards would have to go. I still wanted to use the baseboards, though, so we made plans to put them on the front of the bookcases. My dad’s the one who devised the platforms we’d build to raise the bookcases to the height of the baseboards (5 1/2″). The bottom front edge of the bookcases (essentially the bottom shelf) were 4″ tall, so we knew we had to build a platform 1 1/2″ tall.
I made a sketch of the wall (which I won’t post here because it’s ridiculous looking and discernible only to me), and figured out that we could fit two bookcases on either side of the TV. I also really wanted storage and a way to hide those hideous wires, so I found another post where the person had, in a stroke of brilliance, just used pre-made wall cabinets to add storage to their built-in bookshelves (post is here if you’re interested).
I found these 30″ wall cabinets at Overstock.com and knew they’d be perfect:
Based on the wall measurements, we realized we could fit two bookcases on one side of the TV, two cabinets side-by-side beneath the TV, and two more bookcases on the other side. We could have made one giant platform for everything to sit on except for one small snag: the cabinets, being wall cabinets, were designed to hang on the wall and therefore had no bottom edge to attach a baseboard to. Also, on the floor, the doors would drag, so they’d have to be elevated either way. Why not just use floor cabinets? They’re much more expensive.
So we knew we had to make 3 separate platforms: 2 for the 2 pairs of bookcases, and 1 for the pair of cabinets.
With my husband working long hours at the pharmacy all the time, my dad and I had to get started without him if we wanted it ever done! We channeled my woodworking grandfather as we cut plywood and boards and assembled the platforms.
Here’s what it looked like when we finished:
And here’s a shot of the platform from the front, with a bonus shot of Jude Baby giving Scout kisses.
This is how it looked when we got all the bookcases completed and mounted on to their platforms. Next up was putting together the two cabinets (I actually did that! But I had to call in Husband’s help to work on those European hinges) and building the platform for the cabinets–this was thanks to Dad, and it must have been cold that day, or else I was chasing kids, because I have exactly zero pictures of that process. But he built it in nearly the same way as he did the bookcase platforms, only he used bigger boards.
Probably one of the most inventive things is what Dad came up for (and Husband helped build) to hide the wires for all the gaming systems while still providing shelf space. I dubbed it “The Contraption.” It was basically a box with shelves, but the innovative part was the fact that they drilled holes at the top of the box and fed PVC pipes through the holes. The PVC pipes, once painted white, would hide the wires coming down from the mounted TV while being able to float to different shelf levels and feed right to each gaming system. Again, I failed at capturing the process of it, but here’s what it looked like installed:
The whole thing was looking pretty put-together at this point, but it needed trim, crown molding, baseboards, and shoe molding. Mom’s the painter in the family, so when we got everything mounted and installed, she went to work with extra white semi-gloss paint. We finally finished everything up, and here’s the final product:
We are SO happy with the results! The bookcases allow for the display of favorite pictures and breakables, there’s plenty of room for our books, and the shelves and cabinets have space for all of Husband’s gaming systems and games.
The paperback of Arcana with its newly redesigned cover has been out for a few weeks now, and if you haven’t had a chance to get a copy yet, now’s your chance to score a free one! My sweet and thoughtful editor, Nicole Frail, is giving away two Arcana paperbacks via Rafflecopter, and the entry form is super easy:
There are a lot of reasons my experience with my editor and with Skyhorse has been amazing, but one of them has to be that not only was Arcana released as a hardcover last year, but next month, it’ll be released as a paperback…
With a brand new cover!
I’ve known about this new cover for a long time, and I’ve been selfishly keeping it under wraps, but it is GORGEOUS. I know I said that about the first one, but if possible, I think I love this one even more.
I think this one speaks more the historical setting of the book while still maintaining that flare of fantasy…I hope all of you love it as much as I do!
So beautiful, right?? Be sure to check back next month, because I’m sure I’ll be holding a giveaway as soon as I get my author’s copies!
Now that I’ve been working as a therapist again part-time, I’ve just been struck by how many people struggle deeply with problems with self esteem–scars they carry since they were very young, voices that once berated them that have turned into their own voice, constantly criticizing them. I work with them on learning to love yourself again, to fight back against that inner critic, but the writer in me wanted to offer a different take on what it’s like to have to fight your own thoughts. It takes a lot of courage to stand up to your own mind, and this vignette is in honor of all those who struggle to beat back that inner critic.
Today just happens to be World Mental Health Day, so I thought it might be fitting to post this. So many struggle with various forms of mental illness but are too afraid to seek help. Low self esteem is often one symptom of a bigger problem, but there’s help! One great place to find more information and get support is through NAMI (National Alliance of the Mentally Ill). They do so much to educate against the stigma of mental illness, and they are an invaluable resource.
You can do it. You can learn to love yourself again.
THE MONSTER WITHIN
You are so ugly.
I try not to listen. I try to keep walking, but I feel this sick need to look. She’s beckoning me—tugging me along as surely as if I have a tether connecting from me to her.
Don’t do this, I tell myself, even as she says, You should take a long look at yourself.
My chest is constricted as tightly as though I tied a belt around my ribs. And still I move inexplicably forward.
I got rid of all the mirrors in my house—even took down the big ones in the bathrooms. But I left this full-length one in my bedroom. It stands sinisterly in one corner.
I move until I am looking directly into it.
I can’t breathe. My chest hurts—am I having a heart attack?
I don’t want to look, but I do anyway.
She’s looking back at me with a sneer. Disgusting, she mouths, and I cringe like a beaten dog. Look at yourself.
And I do.
I think: I’ll never eat again.
She scoffs. You’ll fail. You fail at everything.
The image in the glass changes. I still have a big nose and small eyes, but now I’m just a kid. A second grader. Daddy and his friend fill the living room with smoke. I slink by, but they see me.
“That your kid?” the man asks. “She’s uglier than sin.”
I try to make my body smaller as I race toward my room.
Daddy says nothing, but his silence is louder than words.
Still ugly, she says.
The image blurs. My stomach hurts so badly I double over. It’s an old pain; it’s stuck with me longer than my daddy did.
Now I’m older. Still a little girl, but in fourth grade now. Mama looms over me like a bird of prey.
“You’re such a little idiot.” She looks down at my wet pajamas, her mouth twisted in disgust.
“I had a bad dream,” I whisper.
“No wonder your daddy left us.”
The girl in the mirror bites her lip to keep from crying, and I swallow my own tears.
Just walk away, I tell myself. You don’t have to think about this.
My feet don’t move an inch.
You’re unlovable, she says. That’s why your daddy left. That’s why they all leave.
The image changes again. I’m older now. Sixteen. I’m on my first boyfriend’s couch, and he’s on top of me. I keep trying to pull my hooded sweatshirt down to hide my stomach, but his hand snakes under it anyway.
His hand is light on my stomach, skimming toward my chest. “I don’t know why you try to hide under all those clothes. You’re beautiful.”
It wasn’t enough. He left me, too.
All alone, she says. You’ll always be alone.
The image blurs and it’s me again. On the floor now, tears wet in my greasy hair.
You are so ugly when you cry, she says.
You’re too stupid to have a good job.
You’re too unlovable to have any friends.
You’ll die alone.
I am ugly when I cry.
I am too stupid to have a good job.
I’m too unlovable to have any friends.
There is a demon that lurks in my mind. She sounds like my daddy, my mama, magazines that tell me my body type is all wrong, but most of all, she sounds like
I choke on black sadness. I crumble beneath the words the monster whispers.
I remember, also:
The second grader whispering to herself that night: I am beautiful.
The fourth grader clutching her report card of straight A’s.
The sixteen-year-old thinking for just one moment she was beautiful.
I pick myself up. I go into the kitchen and pull open the junk drawer. I grip the hammer in my clenched fist.
She stares back at me from the mirror. Daring me.
The hammer shatters the glass in great shards down upon my feet. The cuts sting, and I welcome the pain.
Behind the broken glass is another mirror. I stand in front of it with hammer brandished, but I stop when I see her.
An eye for others who are hurting
A woman who has made it her career to help others
A woman who can cook just about anything
Legs that are strong
Hair the color of ink
Someone who truly listens
I may be beaten, but I am not broken. I am resilient. I will take back my life.
I am not stupid.
I am loved.
I am not alone.
I am beautiful.