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One of my favorite children’s author’s, Jessica Lawson, is visiting Maisymak today with the September 5th release of her fourth book, UNDER THE BOTTLE BRIDGE, by Simon & Schuster Books for Young Readers. You can add it to your Goodreads account HERE, and see it up on Amazon here.
Isn’t this gorgeous cover art by illustrator, Sonia Kretschmar?
If you haven’t read Jessica’s other books, I highly recommend them! (I especially loved WAITING FOR AUGUSTA, so apropo for the times we live in.) Jessica has an incredible grasp of language and uses such clever turns of phrases – I’ve learned a lot from this girl (she’s also the gal I credit for helping me land my own literary agent, woo hoo!)
Here’s Jess:
SEASONS OF CHANGE
by Jessica Lawson
Thank you, Amy, for having me on your blog! UNDER THE BOTTLE BRIDGE will be released on September 5. For anyone wanting an early peek, I’m giving away one advanced reader copy. I’ll choose a winner from any comments on this post (winner will be chosen on August 28).
Autumn has always been my favorite season—it’s a time of such visible and internal changes as nature glides toward its annual sunset. Leaves burst into brilliant colors, then fade, then fall off. It’s metaphor-city for an author (and a welcome way to work cloves, cinnamon, and pumpkin-flavored anything into a story).
In UNDER THE BOTTLE BRIDGE, my main character Minna Treat is not ready to become a teenager. She’s been raised by her uncle, who has a huge collection of parenting books. Minna’s read all of them, and she’s learned enough about the teen years to be nervous for what’s ahead. Here’s an excerpt from the book as an example:
According to the award-winning book Natural Disasters: Emergency Parenting for the Teen Years, youth and innocence were basically over once age thirteen hit, and I needed to be as self-grounded as possible to anchor myself for the “deluge of tumultuous, volatile changes ahead.” If I didn’t have complete faith and confidence in myself as a person before the clock struck TEENAGER, I’d get swept away by some kind of giant invisible flood.
Between that kind of doomsday talk and the fact that my thirteenth birthday was three months away, I felt like I was on my own personal deadline for finding out exactly who “Minna” was before the very last autumn of my childhood was over.
While I wasn’t as apprehensive about the big 1-3 as Minna is, I definitely had reservations about growing up.
At the beginning of sixth grade, I had just moved to a new state. I knew nobody and was starting middle school. I adored elementary school and mourned its ending. Kindergarten to 5th grade was a 6-year-long season in my life that was golden. Everyone started changing a bit after 5th grade. They started growing up and having new concerns that I didn’t share, and it all sort of broke my heart. I was not ready.
I resisted mainly by being myself. I did not wear trendy clothes. I wore things like solid color sweatpants with different-solid-color sweatshirts. I did not wear makeup. There was no “going with” boys for me like there was for the other girls, nor did I want that. I did not get asked to any dances and was relieved, because dancing in public seemed like something I’d rather not do.
I was incredibly shy. But while I struggled a bit socially, other areas were smooth sailing. I was good at school and good at sports and I liked to read. Those things made all the difference.
I liked my teachers and classes. My report cards were thumbs-up. Though I went on to be a Varsity soccer team starter for all four years of high school, in seventh grade, there was no girls team at my middle school. So I tried out for the boys’ team. I made it. Boys did not like being slide-tackled by a girl. Grades and sports did not win me friends. But they gave me the confidence to continue resisting the pressure to “grow up” in ways that I wasn’t ready to. Plus I was a very Late Bloomer, which gave me a natural resistance. The P-word, Puberty, did not pay me a visit until my senior year of high school. I sometimes wonder if my body was simply waiting until my heart was ready for a change in seasons.
In a way, Minna finds refuge in the advice that parenting books give her—she figures that if she knows what’s ahead, there can’t be any hurt or pain. Not to spoil things, but the parenting books do not prepare Minna for what happens in this book. Like autumn leaves shifting colors from green to red and orange and yellow and brown, change sometimes happens whether we want it to or not. Writing this book was a catharsis for me in that way. You can’t always know what lies ahead, but you can choose who is in the boat with you while you weather any storms and celebrate any sunny skies.
And now that I’ve changed from autumn metaphors to sea travel metaphors, I believe that’s my cue to end this post. Readers, do you have a favorite season of the calendar year, or a favorite season in your life?
In the weeks leading up to Gilbreth, New York’s annual AutumnFest, twelve-year-old woodcraft legacy Minna Treat is struggling with looming deadlines, an uncle trying to hide Very Bad News, and a secret personal quest. When she discovers mysterious bottle messages under one of the village’s 300-year-old bridges, she can’t help but wonder who’s leaving them, what they mean, and, most importantly…could the messages be for her?
Along with best friend Crash and a mystery-loving newcomer full of suspicious theories, Minna is determined to discover whether the bottles are miraculously leading her toward long-lost answers she’s been looking for, or drawing her into a disaster of historic proportions.
Thank you, Jess! I can’t wait to read this.
Dear readers, please leave a comment – do you have a favorite season of the calendar year, or a favorite season in your life?
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THANK YOU so much. And congratulations, Jessica!
Oooo can’t wait to check this out! Sounds very interesting!!!
Thanks, Ella!
Thank you!
Thank you, Ella!
This sounds like a fascinating read. Very unique take on self care and self awareness in a season of life that doesn’t usually have a very solid grasp on either concept. Spring is definitely my favorite season. The sun shines a little more yellow, the flowers peeking up from the ground, everything is singing and bright. I love the springtime!
Thanks, Kim!
Thank you, Kim! Love your description of Spring!
Thanks again for having me, Amy!
You’re welcome!
This is beautiful, Jessica, and really makes me want to read your book. I didn’t know you were a soccer player! Now I like you even more. Good luck with the release! I’m happy to help with promo. 😉
I didn’t know she was a soccer player either! Let’s form a league 🙂 Thanks, Julia!
Thank you, Julia~ I might just take you up on that!
Love this, “You can’t always know what lies ahead, but you can choose who is in the boat with you while you weather any storms and celebrate any sunny skies.” Really excited for Jessica’s next book.
Yes, love that line!
Thanks so much!
Fall makes me think of apples and crisp air! The book looks so good!
I’ve been apple picking twice this season already~ it’s one of my favorite things to do!
Aw, thank you!
Fall: boots and tea!
Yes, yes, yes. (and pumpkin spice lattes)
Fall reminds me of crunching in the leaves after school!
I love the sound of crunching leaves~ and as a girl, I loved jumping into leave piles!
Fall is soccer! Your book looks good.
You’re right~ soccer was always a fall sport for me too!
I am in third grade and I like Fall because it reminds me of brown leaves. My teacher’s name is Ms. Maple!
What a great name! I own a picture book called Miss Maple’s Seeds that your teacher might like!
I am in first grade and fall reminds me of my birthday. And I like lots of leaves and my name is Autumn!
Love your name, Autumn! And my birthday is in the fall as well!
Fall reminds me of soccer games, leaves, and less humidity! Congratulations on your book!
The drop in humidity will be so welcome! I just moved to the East coast from Colorado and this was my first East coast summer.
Fall means bedtime. Summer was full of running around the neighborhood and jumping on the trampoline until the sun had set. Now I call my kids in early…school has started!
School has started indeed~ they’re still getting used to an adjusted bedtime 🙂
And my 8YO has already been trying to sneak extra reading time in under her blanket…it’s hard to tell her, “Stop that reading and get to bed!” I usually let it go, if she’s not up too late 🙂
UPDATE: The winner is Kim Makechnie! Please let me know your address and I’ll get it shipped out right away!
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