NOTE: The YA Scavenger Hunt is officially over. Winners of my personal contest will be announced tomorrow, right here on the ole blog. Good luck, and thanks to all who participated!
It’s time once again for the YA Scavenger Hunt! Tons of authors, tons of prizes, and more bonus material than you can shake a stick, or several sticks, or even a whole tree, at. My personal bonus material, located somewhere within the hunt, is a deleted scene from SCORCH, in which Lex and Driggs meet a drag queen. No, really. Go find it!
In a nutshell, here’s how it works: go to an author’s blog (you’re already here, yay!), read all about another author’s book and get some sweet bonus material, take note of the number in red, then click on to the next author’s site. When you’re all done, add up all the numbers and go to the Scavenger Hunt Form to submit your entry. Then sit back and wait for the grand prize of 25 signed books to hopefully roll in. That is a LOT of signed books. I want them myself. Gimme.
Other details: I am on the Red Team. If, when you’re done with this race, you’d like to do it all over again, there’s a whole other Blue Team, with a chance to win a whole different set of 25 signed books. You must get your entries in by Sunday, December 2 at noon PST, and this contest IS open internationally. For complete contest rules and instructions, head over to the YA Scavenger Hunt Home Page and they’ll help you out there. Tell ’em I sent you.
Got all that? Okay, on to the hunt. I have the great fortune to be hosting Victoria Schwab, who happens to suffer from a wicked case of wanderlust. But when she’s not haunting Paris streets or trudging up English hillsides, she can be found tucked in the corner of a coffee shop in Nashville, sipping tea and dreaming up monsters. She’s the author of THE NEAR WITCH, THE ARCHIVED, and several upcoming novels. For more info, visit her website.
Let’s talk about THE ARCHIVED, shall we? It’s coming out 1.22.13 from Disney*Hyperion, and you can preorder it here. It’s the first book in a new series about a library where the dead are shelved like books, and the girl who must hunt down and return the ones who wake. Does that not sound totally bitchin’? I want it. Gimme.
Victoria’s bonus material is a scene from the unpublished sequel to THE NEAR WITCH. It is set ten years later, and follows Lexi’s little sister, Wren:
For once, the first thing I feel isn’t fear. Fatigue has stripped that away and left only raw annoyance. Frustration. Anger. I curl my fingers around the bag, relishing the heat that pours down my arms. I’m so angry I’m shaking. So angry I want to scream. My hands feel like they’re on fire, and instead of throwing the bag of nails as far as I can, I curl my fingers around it and focus.
“Wren!” comes a voice so suddenly that I nearly fumble the bag of nails.
The shock jars me from the anger, as effective as a sudden dip in the pond, and I turn in time to see a small boy hurrying across the yard. His hair is dark, so dark that it looks black unless the sun catches it right, but his eyes are blue. A clear, gray-blue like January mornings. He looks like a winter child, save for that ever-present smile, as if whatever he happens to be looking at is the most incredible thing in the world. Until the next thing he sees. And the next. He runs in his tumbling way toward me, and I slip the nails quickly in my pocket. I hate the feel of them there, scratching through the fabric as if they mean to claw their way out.
“Good evening, William,” I say as he wraps his arms tightly around my skirt. It is the closest thing to a hug a child his size can come without help but with my heart still racing and the warning hum in my fingers there’s no way I’ll risk picking him up.
It’s an odd name, William. I asked Lexi once, why they chose it, and she told me it had been Cole’s choice, and that I should ask him, so I did. Cole gave me this quiet smile and told me it was a secret, and that I couldn’t tell. And then he told me that back before he came to Near, it had been his name, and that he’d lost it for a very long while, and by the time he found it, it didn’t fit him anymore. So he gave it to his son.
“Evening, Wren,” the little boy manages, but for all his effort, he pronounces my name like “when.”
“Let me have a look at you,” I say, and he steps back obediently, stock straight and smiling at once. He’s only three, but holds himself just like his father. But unlike Cole, who I’ve seen sit for hours, nothing can keep William still. His attention soon snags on something in the dirt and he kneels and begins to search for “the clues to the world,” or so he told me once. He’s an odd child. A few moments later I hear the front door open, letting out a burst of noise like heat escaping, before the door falls shut. William looks up from his hunt and smiles and holds his finger to his lips, but a tall, slim man rounds the corner anyway and discovers us.
“Did you misplace something, Cole?” I ask, gesturing to the child crouching in the weedy grass.
Before you head to the next author’s site, I’ve got a little bonus contest of my own. The winner will receive a signed copy of SCORCH, plus a cool little bookskull made by yours truly.
Five lucky runners-up will also receive a Croak prize pack made up of a bookmark, magnet, and signed bookplate – so enter now! (Open internationally.) There are, like, 28 ways to do so: follow on Twitter, like on Facebook, follow this blog, follow on Pinterest, sign up for my newsletter, or leave a comment below telling me your favorite book of 2012. When you’re all done clicking and liking and following, just fill out this little form, and you’ll be entered! (You MUST fill out the form to be entered, otherwise I won’t know what to give you credit for.):
Form closed; hunt is over.
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