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#WeNeedDiverseBooks and YA Migraine Reads! #MHAM

We Need Diverse Books is a wonderful campaign trying to bring awareness to the underrepresented in our literature. They promote everyone you can think of from people with disabilities, LGBT communities, or even ethnic minorities and more. We are finally started to include those on the fringe in conversations.vintage_books

We Need Diverse Books classifies disabilities as:

 We subscribe to a broad definition of disability, which includes but is not limited to physical, sensory, cognitive, intellectual, or developmental disabilities, chronic conditions, and mental illnesses (this may also include addiction). Furthermore, we subscribe to a social model of disability, which presents disability as created by barriers in the social environment, due to lack of equal access, stereotyping, and other forms of marginalization.

Since June is National Migraine Awareness Month, and migraines definetly fit into the chronic condition category (especially, chronic migraine), I thought I’d list a couple YA books that have migraines in them! (Unfortunately, I haven’t come across a lot. If you know of more, let me know–I love reading about characters with migraines.)

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7 Reasons Why I’m Convinced My Husband is a Demigod, a Son of Hephaestus

I finally bought hardcover copies of both The Percy Jackson series and The Heroes of Olympus. Trust me, they were a workout to lift. As I was reading the series, I realized–holy crap! I think my husband is a demigod! Specifically, a son of Hephaestus.

If you’re not familiar with the series, a demigod is born from either a Greek and Roman god and a mortal. They display certain characteristics that makes them recognizable and are often fighting monsters or big baddies from old, like Kronos.

I’ve been documenting evidence over the last month to prove it. Here are my results:

1. He has both certified dyselxia and ADHD. (This means his brain is hard wired for ancient languages and for fighting.)IMG_1525
2. He can actually read Greek.

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3. Monsters attack our house. No way are these messes caused by actual human beings.

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Book Blitz and GIVEAWAY: Elevated by Daniel Solomon Kaplan @DSKBooks

Elevated_bannerWant a free ereader copy? Leave a comment below by 11:59 EST on March 15th. I will use a random number generator to pick a winner.

Congratulations to our winner, Elsie Elmore!

Elevated_coverMost kids can’t wait until Elevated Day, when they can finally unlock their hidden superpower. Rose remains a skeptic. While the treatment reveals a power, the outcome is irreversible and abilities can range from amazing to a nuisance. On top of that, she holds a deep rooted grudge against the treatment that turned her father into an Unsound, one with abilities so dangerous as to force them to a life of exile.

Her choice sends her down a path of discovery, as she seeks to learn more of the truth around the treatment and what really happened to her father. Fed up with lies, Rose wants nothing more than to learn the whole truth–even if it means accepting her fate as an Elevated.

Elevated by Daniel Solomon Kaplan
(Elevated Saga #1)
Publication date: September 23rd 2014
Genres: Science Fiction, Young Adult

Isn’t the cover cool? I love the light coming through the wings. Here’s an excerpt:
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Review: Winterspell by Claire Legrand

Winterspell is a YA fantasy standalone book inspired by the Nutcracker–but Legrand releases an epilogue this week! Sign up for her newsletter here to get the news on the release.WinterspellNew York City, 1899. Clara Stole, the mayor’s ever-proper daughter, leads a double life. Since her mother’s murder, she has secretly trained in self-defense with the mysterious Drosselmeyer.

Then, on Christmas Eve, disaster strikes.

Her home is destroyed, her father abducted–by beings distinctly not human. To find him, Clara journeys to the war-ravaged land of Cane. Her only companion is the dethroned prince Nicholas, bound by a wicked curse. If they’re to survive, Clara has no choice but to trust him, but his haunted eyes burn with secrets–and a need she can’t define. With the dangerous, seductive faery queen Anise hunting them, Clara soon realizes she won’t leave Cane unscathed–if she leaves at all.

I had been waiting to read Winterspell during a cold snowy evening while wrapped in furry blankets and stacks of used hot chocolate mugs. Unfortunately, Colorado’s didn’t give me my snowfall soon enough. I DID, however, read this the same week I saw the Nutcracker ballet for the first time! (And, ahem…the Barbie Nutcracker version…)

And while I loved the beauty of the ballet, I prefer Winterspell’s storyline….(and the Barbie version…)

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Blog Tour and Amazon Giftcard GIVEAWAY: One Wish Away by Kelley Lynn @kelleylynn1 @bloomsburykids

One_Wish_Away_bannerOne Wish Away releases next Monday from Bloomsbury Spark! And you can celebrate by entering in a rafflecopter AMAZON GIVEAWAY for two $10 giftcards. Isn’t the cover stunning? I wish I could have a massive poster of it. Seriously though, if I could design my own book cover for RBRP it would be in the vein of this, Salvage by Alexandra Duncan, and the original cover for Across the Universe by Beth Revis.
One_Wish_AwayBe careful what you wish for…

Lyra has always been ahead of the curve. Top of her class in school, a budding astronomer, and with a best friend like Darren she barely has time to miss the mother who abandoned her family years ago. She’s too busy planning to follow in her father’s footsteps, and to become the youngest astronomer at Space Exploration and Discovery.

When a star goes missing Lyra is determined to get to the bottom of it only to discover her braniac dad is the mastermind of a top-secret government experiment. They promise to build a perfect world, one galaxy at a time, but with every tweak of the present, a bit more of the future starts to crumble.

Lyra has to go undercover to reveal the truth and let humanity decide if the consequences are worth more than wishing on a star.

One_Wish_Away_teaserHere’s an excerpt:

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Book Blitz and GIVEAWAY!: Vision by Lisa Amowitz @lisa_amowitz @spencerhillp

I’ve wrestled with migraines my entire life. I have a distinct memory from when I was 11: I walked around my junior high campus, frantically checking every corner of my vision for the dreaded auras that announced the next hellish hours. “The blurries” (as I called them then) were what I feared most.

Now that I wrestle with chronic migraine, my vision is constantly flashing with color and bits of auras and blind spots–my brain’s neurons overloading.

When I read Vision‘s main character, Bobby, got migraines and hallucinations, I thought–shoot! Can I relate. I wanted to see how his migraines enabled him to do something amazing 🙂 Just a small example of how stories can give us hope in the everyday.

Want a signed first edition of Vision, book swag, and signed poster of Lisa’s book designs? (She designed her own cover! How cool is that?) Enter the GIVEAWAY here.

Or you can buy the book here:
Amazon * Barnes & Noble * Kobo Books * The Book Depository
Vision_bookblitzVision_coverThe light is darker than you think…

High school student Bobby Pendell already has his hands full—he works almost every night to support his disabled-vet father and gifted little brother. Then he meets the beautiful new girl in town, who just happens to be his boss’s daughter. Bobby has rules about that kind of thing. Nothing matters more than keeping his job.

When Bobby starts to get blinding migraines that come with scary, violent hallucinations, his livelihood is on the line. Soon, he must face the stunning possibility that the visions of murder are actually real. With his world going dark, Bobby is set on the trail of the serial killer terrorizing his small town. With everyone else convinced he’s the prime suspect, Bobby realizes that he, or the girl he loves, might be killer’s next victim.

EXCERPT:

Bobby stared at the evergreens reflected in the silvery water. He’d offered to bring Dad down here and carry him into the boat. He was certainly big enough to carry him now.

“Nope,” Dad had said flatly. “My fishing days are over. My ass is never getting in a boat again.”

With his work schedule, Bobby had never found time to teach his eleven-year old brother Aaron to swim, so that left him out.

Whatever. Dad drowned his troubles in beer and guitars. Bobby could never tell if people came to the Woods Café to see the wheelchair-bound vet strum his heart out because they
enjoyed the music or to honor his sacrifice. Didn’t matter. At least it got Dad out of the house,
and drummed up some business for Dad’s best friend, Jerry Woods.

Dealing with Dad wasn’t easy, but self-pity was a luxury Bobby couldn’t afford. Someone had to work, and bussing tables at the newly reopened Graxton Grill six nights a week left Bobby little time for anything else.

A loud splash from beside the boat jarred him from his drifting thoughts. He peered into the green depths, hoping to spot Mongo, Dad’s name for the legendary bass he had been trying to catch ever since he could hook a worm.

The dark waters stirred, pulling the boat slightly backward. Bobby dipped the oars into the water to paddle away from the disturbance, but the gently insistent pull kept him from making progress. The boat was being slowly dragged into some kind of current and had begun to pick up speed.

In his whole life, Bobby had never seen more than windblown ripples on Scratch Lake. Mongo was rumored to be huge, but he doubted striped bass grew large enough to churn up the waters like that.

Bobby thrust the oars into the water, paddling harder. The back of his head hurt. And the harder he rowed, the more his head throbbed like a dull drumbeat. A whirlpool was forming. No fish could ever disturb Scratch Lake like that.

Unnerved, Bobby yanked at the engine cord, but the motor only coughed, sputtered, and went quiet. The boat was captive to the steadily spinning water and Bobby could only squint helplessly into the depths as the headache hammered behind his eyes.

The lake’s center was rumored to be fifty feet deep. No one really knew, but as the boat sped in dizzying circles, Bobby could see clear down to the lake bottom inside the whirlpool’s tapered funnel. He gasped. Spread-eagled on the slimy rocks, on a bed of pond weeds, lay a pile of bones, a split, unmistakably human skull resting on the top.

Bobby swallowed hard, breathing fast and shallow.

It can’t be real. I’m not seeing this.

He’d been so eager to get on the lake that morning he’d forgotten to eat. And he should have. The headache was creeping to his eyes, and now he was seeing things. Feeling and experiencing things that couldn’t be happening.

The pile of bones at the bottom of the lake was as sharp and clear as a photo.

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