Yes, I know. I’m going post crazy here. There’s just so many awesome authors and so little time in the bash to share them all 🙂 Please enjoy this interview with Jane George read more about her book, X-it
1) What is your latest project and why is it a must-read?
I don’t consider any book a must-read unless someone is holding a gun to my head. But I’m always happy when readers pick up my books. My latest release is the second volume in my YA magical traveling circus series: The Daring Young Man.
2) What was the inspiration behind it?
My daughter is a pre-professional ballerina who risks injury daily. I wondered what a teen would do if the one thing they loved was taken away from them. In The Daring Young Man it’s the trapeze.
3) What is one of the biggest challenges you’ve faced in getting your book released?
After New York turned me down and my agent dropped me, I had to battle some fearsome self-doubt demons. I won.
4) Do you write with music or do you prefer silence? If with music, what do you usually play?
Instrumental music works best for me. Current favorites are: The Violet Hour by The Civil Wars, Amiina, The Amelie soundtrack and the Penelope soundtrack.
5) Name one book you wish you had written.
Alice in Wonderland
6) Pen/Paper or Computer?
Computer, computer, computer.
7) What are you reading/listening to at the moment?
I’m reading Two Moons of Sera Two by Pavarti K Tyler and a colleague’s YA fantasy ARC. I’m listening to Beirut’s Elephant Gun.
8) Ebook or Print?
Love both! It’s the story that counts.
9) What is one thing you wish you’d known before publishing?
Not to read reviews.
10) Name one fictional character you wish was real.
Professor Severus Snape. I’m in love.
In 1980 NYC, eighteen-year-old J.J. Buckingham is an uptight trendoid. Working as a mannequin painter and a counter girl, she moonlights as a creature of the nightclubs. J.J. falls for aloof, crazy-talented artist and bicycle messenger X-It. In order to win his love, she succumbs to the dark machinations of drug dealer Marko Voodoo. X-It will love her if she’s the queen of underground Manhattan, right? Her plan backfires with horrendous consequences. J.J. must scrap her way out of a maze of drugs, clubs, and danger before she realizes she’s worthy of a better life. And true love might just come in the form of a clean-cut geek in Buddy Holly glasses.
The Reviews are in!
This book completely captivated me from start to finish. In fact, the first night I read about a quarter of it before bedtime. Then I tossed and turned for an hour thinking about the book, until finally I turned the lights back on, and read until a few hours before I needed to wake up. ~ William Hertling
X-It is a coming-of-age novel that is easily identifiable with for anyone who ever felt less-than-cool enough, or alone, or as though they weren’t living up to personal expectations, which, I believe, encompasses most of us. Reminiscent of Maggie Estep’s “Diary of an Emotional Idiot,” X-It contains some perfect moments of quiet truth. ~ Wendy Whiplash
From the very first pages I was drawn to J.J. – From her dripping purple hair dye through her slow, dark, and painful decent into the 80’s punk/club scene. Jane George truly created a dynamic character with incredible depth. To me this book read like a memoir, making it even more powerful and at times bittersweet. ~ Karen Toz
Kindle Edition: http://www.amazon.com/X-It-ebook/dp/B007PSY7X6/
Paperback Edition: http://www.amazon.com/X-It-Jane-George/dp/0985130717
About the Author
Author and illustrator Jane George lives in the San Francisco Bay Area. She holds a BFA in illustration from the California College of the Arts and has won awards for her art.
A dedicated writer for over a decade, she produces and publishes her YA fantasy and literary titles under her personal imprint, Paper Grove Publishing. Find out more at: http://www.Jane-George.com
We’re early for the show. The lobby contains very few patrons and a huge expanse of lurid purple and blue carpeting. X-It pays, takes my hand, and leads me to the center of the lobby. All I think about is the touch of his fingers on mine.
“Stand here. Close your eyes, and hold out your hands,” he says.
I do as he asks. I am being showered with paper. No, not paper, I realize as I open my eyes.
Dazzling golden leaves rain out of his messenger’s bag. Feather-light, fresh and spicy, the leaves keep coming down. Upon my head. Into my palms. Onto the purple-blue carpet, where they stick in perfect chromic contrast.
X-It’s eyes glitter. “Happy Fall, J.J.!”
He’s magical. He is everything I ever wanted to be. I move to throw my arms about him, but he holds out his bag and shakes it, making sure all the leaves are out.
I take a step back.
We walk home after the film. X-It veers away from me, drawn to a newsstand by the image of Karisma smiling from several magazine covers at once.
“She’s so perfect,” he says.
I grit my teeth, yet straighten my spine in an effort to measure up.
“And here’s Brooke Shields in her Calvins. Incredible. Who do you think is more beautiful?”
I think Brooke looks like a gilded giraffe-child, but that doesn’t prevent me from envying every inch of Miss Shields. I want to scream at X-It, “Look at me! I’m beautiful! And I’m just your size!”
But I say, “I don’t know. We don’t have a mannequin head of Brooke, just Karisma. So it’s hard to say.”
“I think Brooke is perfect,” he says. “But if she was a mannequin, just think of all the Prismacolor pencils you’d go through doing her eyebrows.”
So he was listening when I told him how a mannequin’s eyebrows are drawn.
“Thousands,” I say.
I collapse against the brick wall in a fit of giggles. He joins me. Our heads arc close together. X-It’s face swims before me, isolated by the electric and bracing October night. His breath brushes my cheek. Our lips circle each other more than once.
And never manage to connect.
Professor Severus Snape. I’m in love.