Post by cimonew on May 8, 2018 11:51:15 GMT -5
Attempt 2:
Before the accident, Caitlin was a happy high school cheerleader, always smiling and getting good grades. At least, that’s what everyone tells her. She was almost…well, “rhymes with formal”. Now, she’s not allowed to say that word. “We want you to be healthy, not normal,” her parents say, but normalcy sounds better to Caitlin. She wishes she weren’t saying “mad” instead of “plaid”, and “olive oil” instead of “virgin”, she would like to be able to button her shirts on the first try, and most of all, she wants to remember her life.
Finally, her parents, who have been doling out bits of information like it’s a controlled substance, agree to a solution. For Caitlin’s seventeenth birthday, seventeen of her friends and relatives will write her letters about her life and pair them with scented candles as memory aids. Carrying the gifts, Caitlin, her parents, and her sister Nik, set out on a road trip to further help this cause.
But while they’re on the road, some things don’t add up. At the edges of Caitlin’s memory, there’s a guy, but no one will tell her about him. Even when she finds him, the memories that return are nothing like she expected: things like hearing her little sister say “How could you hurt yourself like that?” The letters describe Caitlin as happy, but the scars on her wrist tell a different story. Caitlin is afraid that if she can’t unravel the truth, she’ll never know who she really is.
The plot of Regarding Henry meets the tone and style of BEFORE I FALL in SEVENTEEN LETTERS, a 51,000-word work of Young Adult Contemporary fiction. It is an #ownvoices work in three ways; both the main character and I are African American, have bipolar disorder, and have struggled with neurological language problems.
Original:
(Note: I've made an exception to my normal rule of keeping the backstory and setup really short. Please let me know if this feels like too much.)
Before the accident, Caitlin was a high school cheerleader. At least, that’s what everyone tells her. She was happy, always smiling, and had good grades. She was almost…well, “rhymes with formal”. Now, she’s not allowed to say that word. “We want you to be healthy, not normal,” her parents say, but normalcy sounds great to Caitlin. She wishes she weren’t saying “mad” instead of “plaid”, and “olive oil” instead of “virgin”; she wishes she could button her shirts without multiple tries; and she wishes she could remember her life.
Finally, her parents, who have been doling out bits of information like it’s a controlled substance, agree to a solution. For Caitlin’s seventeenth birthday, seventeen of her friends and relatives will write her letters about her life and pair them with scented candles as memory aids. Carrying the gifts, Caitlin, her parents, and her sister Nik, set out on a road trip to further help this cause.
But while they’re on the road, some things don’t add up. At the edges of Caitlin’s memory, there’s a person, maybe an old friend, and no one will tell her about him. Even when she finds him, the memories that return are nothing like she expected: things like crying on her bed and not knowing why, or hearing her little sister say “How could you hurt yourself like that?” The letters say that Caitlin was happy, but the scars on her wrist tell a different story. She keeps trying to unravel the truth, afraid that if she doesn’t, she’ll never know who she really is.
SEVENTEEN LETTERS is a 51,000-word work of Young Adult Contemporary fiction that will appeal to fans of “Before I Fall” and Regarding Henry. It is an #ownvoices work in three ways; both the main character and I are African American, have bipolar disorder, and have struggled with neurological language problems.
Before the accident, Caitlin was a happy high school cheerleader, always smiling and getting good grades. At least, that’s what everyone tells her. She was almost…well, “rhymes with formal”. Now, she’s not allowed to say that word. “We want you to be healthy, not normal,” her parents say, but normalcy sounds better to Caitlin. She wishes she weren’t saying “mad” instead of “plaid”, and “olive oil” instead of “virgin”, she would like to be able to button her shirts on the first try, and most of all, she wants to remember her life.
Finally, her parents, who have been doling out bits of information like it’s a controlled substance, agree to a solution. For Caitlin’s seventeenth birthday, seventeen of her friends and relatives will write her letters about her life and pair them with scented candles as memory aids. Carrying the gifts, Caitlin, her parents, and her sister Nik, set out on a road trip to further help this cause.
But while they’re on the road, some things don’t add up. At the edges of Caitlin’s memory, there’s a guy, but no one will tell her about him. Even when she finds him, the memories that return are nothing like she expected: things like hearing her little sister say “How could you hurt yourself like that?” The letters describe Caitlin as happy, but the scars on her wrist tell a different story. Caitlin is afraid that if she can’t unravel the truth, she’ll never know who she really is.
The plot of Regarding Henry meets the tone and style of BEFORE I FALL in SEVENTEEN LETTERS, a 51,000-word work of Young Adult Contemporary fiction. It is an #ownvoices work in three ways; both the main character and I are African American, have bipolar disorder, and have struggled with neurological language problems.
Original:
(Note: I've made an exception to my normal rule of keeping the backstory and setup really short. Please let me know if this feels like too much.)
Before the accident, Caitlin was a high school cheerleader. At least, that’s what everyone tells her. She was happy, always smiling, and had good grades. She was almost…well, “rhymes with formal”. Now, she’s not allowed to say that word. “We want you to be healthy, not normal,” her parents say, but normalcy sounds great to Caitlin. She wishes she weren’t saying “mad” instead of “plaid”, and “olive oil” instead of “virgin”; she wishes she could button her shirts without multiple tries; and she wishes she could remember her life.
Finally, her parents, who have been doling out bits of information like it’s a controlled substance, agree to a solution. For Caitlin’s seventeenth birthday, seventeen of her friends and relatives will write her letters about her life and pair them with scented candles as memory aids. Carrying the gifts, Caitlin, her parents, and her sister Nik, set out on a road trip to further help this cause.
But while they’re on the road, some things don’t add up. At the edges of Caitlin’s memory, there’s a person, maybe an old friend, and no one will tell her about him. Even when she finds him, the memories that return are nothing like she expected: things like crying on her bed and not knowing why, or hearing her little sister say “How could you hurt yourself like that?” The letters say that Caitlin was happy, but the scars on her wrist tell a different story. She keeps trying to unravel the truth, afraid that if she doesn’t, she’ll never know who she really is.
SEVENTEEN LETTERS is a 51,000-word work of Young Adult Contemporary fiction that will appeal to fans of “Before I Fall” and Regarding Henry. It is an #ownvoices work in three ways; both the main character and I are African American, have bipolar disorder, and have struggled with neurological language problems.
