Release Week Goodies!

September 6, 2013 at 8:46 pm (A Wounded Name, Appearances) (, , , , )

With A Wounded Name out in the world now, I thought I’d do a round up of some of the fun release week stuff that’s out there!

First up, my friend Shae has an interview and ARC giveaway up. The giveaway is only for another day, but the interview is forever. Fun note: Shae went to college in my home town, so even though we met through blogging, we very likely encountered each other at the bookstore where I work. Probably multiple times. She asked some really fun questions, and I love her enthusiasm for books. Not just mine- books in general. Authors need (and love!) champions like her.

My friend and agent-mate Chelsea Pitcher, author of The S-Word, also has an interview up. The giveaway is closed, but she asked some seriously fantastic questions about feminism and Ophelia.

Speaking of feminism, Rhiannon over at Feminist Fiction also has an interview up, specifically asking about the difficulties in a soul-deep feminist telling the story of one of the most famously passive female characters of all time.

Finally, my publisher, Carolrhoda Lab (an imprint of Lerner Publishing) is doing a giveaway for two copies of the book! The Lab has an absolutely amazing fall list for you guys (and us- I am crazy looking forward to some of these titles!)

Until next time~
Cheers!

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A Wounded Name Giveaway!

July 9, 2013 at 6:34 pm (A Wounded Name, Giveaway) (, , , )

September is creeping closer and closer! In less than two months, A Wounded Name will be out in the world for all to see!

You can even read the first chapter for free.

So to celebrate, how’s about a giveaway?

There are actually THREE prize packs available!

First prize is a SIGNED, HARDCOVER copy of A Wounded Name. It’s so pretty and smooth and did I mention pretty? You can also choose to have this personalized. Also included is a signed swag pack.

Second prize is a copy of Defy the Dark, edited by Saundra Mitchell. It has a slew of amazing stories in it, but the reason I selected it for a giveaway is Tessa Gratton’s story “This was Ophelia”. Does that name sound familiar? It should- this is a brilliant take on Hamlet set in all the heady glory of the Jazz Age. I’m a sucker for Hamlet anyway (go figure) and I adore Tessa Gratton’s writing, and this was just a win-win all the way around. This one also includes a signed swag pack for A Wounded Name.

Third prize pack is a signed swag pack, enough to have AND to share!

Enter Here

The only piece that’s mandatory is the comment: tell me what book or books you’re looking forward to this fall. You can get extra points for liking my facebook page or following me on twitter, as well as tweeting about the giveaway. PLUS, you can add points by tweeting each day. The giveaway is up for a week, so it’ll close Tuesday night (the 16th)

Less than two months!

Until next time~
Cheers!

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Giveaway! The S-Word, by Chelsea Pitcher

April 21, 2013 at 9:18 am (Giveaway) (, , , , )

I know I haven’t talked much lately about what I’ve been reading, and that’s because I’ve been headfirst down a drafting hole, but one thing I took a break for was my friend and agent-mate Chelsea Pitcher’s about-to-debut book, The S-Word.

And guys, YOU WANT THIS BOOK.

The S-Word

It’s mystery and sorrow and friendship and high school, and it’s very, VERY timely.

Now, Chelsea has graciously sent me a SIGNED Advance Copy, AND SWAG, including some very shiny buttons, for me to share with you, but the book comes out on May 7th, just around the corner, so this giveaway is going to be fast. Entries will be open through Wednesday, Aptil 24th, so I can contact the winner and get the book sent out by Friday.

Entering is super easy- just comment below with a POSITIVE S-Word (like sweet, or smart). That’s all you have to do! Feel free to spread the word (in fact, please spread the word) but all you have to do is comment with a positive s-word, to negate all the negative s-words we throw around at people.

Remember, entries are only open through Wednesday, April 24th.

Until next time~
Cheers!

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A (Fifth) Sneak Peek Into A Wounded Name

April 13, 2013 at 9:26 am (A Wounded Name, Giveaway) (, , , , )

I have a thing for prime numbers.

Just to let you know, today is the LAST DAY to enter the giveaway for the signed ARC and swag! After this, it’ll be a while before another giveaway goes up, so if you’re not going to BEA (more on that tomorrow), this is going to be your best chance. It’s super easy to enter, and I’ll be drawing a winner tomorrow morning.

And, without further business, here’s the snippet!
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Then it’s time. It’s been time so often today, but it’s time again, this time to close the lid and forever place Hamlet in darkness. The priest places a hand on the sectioned lid, then glances at the line of ravens in the front pew and asks if we’d like to pay our respects. The violet waits patiently in my palm, its fan-shaped petals a little wilted but the colors still true.

Claudius goes up first, his face impassive as he studies his elder brother. His face shows nothing, but then, it so rarely does. Claudius is not one to let others know his thoughts or plans if he can avoid it. He doesn’t touch the body, doesn’t even rest his hand on the edge of the casket but, instead, clasps his hands at the small of his back in a vaguely military stance that keeps his spine stiff and straight.

Dignity.

Propriety.

Gertrude joins him there, and one of Claudius’ hands floats away to rest on her back. His fingers curve over the small of her back, his palm against the swell of her hip. It’s an intimate stance. I’ve had much occasion over the past three days to study how people touch each other in support: a grip on the shoulder, the forearm, a hand placed gently against the shoulder blades, all things as though they could help the grief stand on its own. It’s too close for brother and sister, as they have been for nearly two decades, and yet there his hand rests, and she doesn’t step away.

Her blue eyes glisten, and tears tremble on her lashes but do not fall. She touches her husband’s cheek, leans down to press a soft kiss against his cold lips. Her hand shakes.

Dane stands abruptly, yanking me gracelessly to my feet beside him. He stalks up the steps to the altar, jerky as a badly controlled marionette. We pass his mother and uncle on their way back to the pew, and Gertrude’s hand brushes across my cheek in passing. The shiver crawls under my skin. Was it the same hand? From dead flesh to living flesh, could her hand tell the difference?
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Until next time~
Cheers!

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A (Fourth) Sneak Peek Into A Wounded Name

April 7, 2013 at 2:26 pm (A Wounded Name, Giveaway) (, , , , )

*imagine trumpets blaring here*
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Gertrude comes out to retrieve her son and his dismal company. She watches our silence for a moment, an almost smile a subtle curve on her painted lips. She is too young to be a widow, I think suddenly, too lovely to be left alone. “Dane,” she says softly, “it is time for us to go.”

He slowly stands, allows Horatio and me to adjust his clothing, but he can’t look at his mother, can’t share this grief even with her. He jerks his head in what might be a nod, to acknowledge her presence or her words I’m not sure, and walks past her.

Her smile deepens when I step out of the shadows and she can see me more clearly. “You look lovely, Ophelia.” Her fingers brush gently against one of the violets, too light to a touch to dislodge it. “Hamlet always loved seeing you with flowers in your hair, like you’d stepped right out of a fairy tale.”

I cringe inwardly, grateful that neither Laertes nor Father followed her to the alcove.

“Thank you for doing this, for him. And…” Her voice trembles, the strength crumbling to reveal the grief beneath. Then she clears her throat, and the moment has passed. “And for Dane. This is especially hard for him.” She links my arm through her. “I’m glad he has his friends to help him through this.” We join the others in the entryway.

Father’s eyes show his concern when he sees the flowers in my hair, but no surprise; Laertes must have told him already. Whatever he might say, though, is unknowingly cut off by Gertrude, who again brushes her fingers across the silky petals.

“It does me good to see this,” she murmurs. “Hamlet would have liked to see this.”

Dane’s jaw clenches, as it does whenever he hears his father put into past or conditional tense. Strange, how words can be so precise and yet have so many shades of meaning. Words, words, words, it’s a wonder that they mean anything at all, when so often they don’t.

But that is the last said of the violets in my hair.
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A longer chunk for you today! And don’t forget, for a few more days, you can still enter to win a signed advance copy and swag!

Until next time~
Cheers!

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A (Third) Sneak Peek Into A Wounded Name

April 3, 2013 at 8:40 am (A Wounded Name, Giveaway) (, , , )

*drumroll please!*
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“Think of what this will do to Father; you know he doesn’t need more distractions today.”

Father never needs distractions; he exists in a cacophony of them. Distractions from memory, from fear, from the loneliness he doesn’t know how to let us fill. He never needs more of them, but he looks for them anyway because that is what he does in the name of the making everything run smoothly. I don’t say any of this. I never do. Laertes and I understand Father in very different ways, I think, and I never can decide who has the more right of it.

My black wrap sits on the foot of the bed, and I push Laertes away to pick it up. Even in high summer, the church is always cold. It clings to the stone, to the silence. I switch the violet to my left hand and drape the wrap over that arm to hide it from view. This final flower will be a gift, the last one I can give to a dear friend now gone. That sort of gift must always be a private thing. “It’s time,” I remind him. “We should go.”

He shakes his head but holds the door open for me. The absence of a scent–a ghost, an echo of violets–follows us into the hall. This is the day Hamlet Danemark V, Headmaster of Elsinore Academy, is laid to rest, and the world mourns.
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And you can still enter to win an advanced copy, plus signed swag! ARC is US only, but swag is international!

Until next time~
Cheers!

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A (Second) Sneak Peek Into A Wounded Name

March 31, 2013 at 10:18 am (A Wounded Name, Giveaway) (, , , )

Ready for round 2? (Note: This was supposed to refer to the second sneak peek, NOT a second book- I am SO SORRY about the confusion)
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Every morning, Jack leaves a small basket of flowers just outside my door, as he’s done for years, as he did for my mother. From the first bloom of early spring to the last bloom of late summer, there are violets. Sometimes other flowers as well but always violets, soft petals ranging from their namesake color through shades of indigo, blue, and heavy cream.

The Headmaster loves violets.

Loved violets.

He laughed and laughed when I told him of their elusive scent, how smelling them actually makes it impossible to smell anything for a little while, and he knotted a flower into my hair and told me the most beautiful things will always be the most elusive. I was nine years old, my first day back after the cold place, and he’d come to welcome me home with flowers that Jack gave me.
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And you can

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A Sneak Peek Into A Wounded Name

March 28, 2013 at 5:34 pm (A Wounded Name, Giveaway) (, , , , )

Guys, guys, you guys! I got permission to share some lines from A Wounded Name!

Over the next couple of weeks, I’ll be sharing bits and pieces from the first few chapters. Want more? I’m also extending the giveaway- you can still enter here, and then you can read ALL of it.
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The sky is blue today.

Blue like glacier ice, like hidden springs. Blue like jays’ wings, peacock feathers. Blue like my mother’s skin.

It isn’t right. Today the sky should be black or deep, roiling grey, a vast, mottled purple bruise overhead. The air should weep, the Heavens pound in anguish and loss, for today we bury the King of Elsinore.

But it isn’t. And they don’t.

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Stay tuned for more sneak peeks, and don’t forget to enter to win an advanced copy of A Wounded Name, plus signed swag!

Until next time~
Cheers!

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A Wounded Name Giveaway!

March 10, 2013 at 2:57 pm (A Wounded Name, Giveaway) (, , , )

After the rather surreal experience of designing and ordering swag, the first wave has arrived, which means: IT’S TIME FOR A GIVEAWAY!!!

There’s one major prize pack, and other small prize packs- the number of them depends on you. (yes, you!)

One lucky person will receive a SIGNED ARC of A Wounded Name, personlized if you’d like, and a pack of signed swag, including stickers, bookmarks, and a bookplate. The other packs are going to be signed swag, but the more people participate, the more swag packs there will be.

Want a peek at the prize?

Contest

And here’s how to enter:
The actual entry: comment below and tell me what book you’re reading right now, OR, if you’re between books, tell me what you just finished and what you think. (I just finished The Summer Prince by Alaya Dawn Johnson, and it was GORGEOUS, absolutely amazing writing, beautifully flawed and balanced characters, and hope and death walking hand in hand)
Extra entries: you can get +1 for each of the following:
-Add A Wounded Name on Goodreads
-follow this blog
-follow me on twitter (@dothutchison)
-tweet about this giveaway
-like me on Facebook
-blog about this giveaway

Any and all of these that you do just let me know in the comments, and if you already do them, again, just let me know. You can get a total of SEVEN entries, and like I said, the more people who enter, the more prizes there are going to be. If we hit over 100 entries, I’ll also add a Barnes and Noble gift card with the ARC. And make sure you leave an email so I can contact you if you win!

The ARC has to be US only (sorry) BUT the swag packs are open to international entries! I’ll pick a winner at the end of the month.

Good luck to everyone!

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2012 Favorites + Giveaway!

December 2, 2012 at 7:36 pm (Giveaway) (, , , , , )

This was going to be the weekend I got back into the full swing of things, but then life happened in a pretty amazing way. After a weekend spent crashing around Orlando with very good friends I haven’t seen in far too long, I came home to our rescheduled Thanksgiving, with lots of food, laughter, and card banter.

Cards are a blood sport, at least in my family, and the banter that flows through the games is truly inspiring.

And terrifying.

So, to make up for another lost week, I’m hosting a giveaway!

There are two prize packs up for offer. Prize pack one includes the paperback of Maureen Johnson’s The Name of the Star, a hysterical, utterly creeptastic in the best possible way book that pits Rory, an American student currently enrolled in a London school, with a mysterious murderer re-enacting the murders of Jack the Ripper- with no one seeing him. Prize pack two has the paperback of Laini Taylor’s amazing and grogeous The Daughter of Smoke and Bone, with the enigmatic Karou, the mysterious Brimstones, and an ancient war that could destroy entire worlds, in one of the most beautiful expressions of language I’ve ever read. BOTH PACKS include a $25 Barnes and Noble gift card.

And there are lots of ways to get entries.

The only mandatory one is to leave a comment below telling me what your favorite book of 2012 has been, and why. There have been so many amazing books out this year, and I want to know which ones you’ve loved. (And tell me if you have a preference for a particular prize pack)

For example, although it’s really hard to choose, I’d have to say my favorite of the year so far has been John Green’s The Fault in Our Stars. That book was beautiful and shattering and uplifting and devestating, and probably the only book that’s ever made me laugh and sob simultaneously. It’s an astounding work of art, something so much more than the sum of its parts, and has become one of my favorite books to handsell at work because it’s one of the very few books that I genuinely believe EVERYONE needs to read.

But there are extra ways to enter!

For +1, follow this blog, and in your comment, tell me that you’ve done so. If you already follow, tell me that too.
For +1, follow me on twitter at @dothutchison, and in your comment tell me your twitter handle. Again, if you already follow me, just tell me.
For +1, add A Wounded Name on Goodreads, and tell me in your comment. Again, if you’ve already added it, just let me know.
For +1, like my Facebook page, link on the sidebar, and tell me that you’ve done so. If you already like me (they like me, they really like me!…okay, done now) just tell me so.
And for +1 for each medium, you can tweet about it, blog about it, mention it on facebook or what have you, and just include the links in your comment.

I’d like to stress that the only thing you HAVE to do to be entered is to comment with your favorite book of the year and why you love it. Please make sure you leave the correct email address so I can contact you if you win. All the other ways to enter are purely optional, and additional- it’s your choice whether or not to do them. If you DO choose to get the extra entries, please make sure you tell me what you’ve done- I’m not going to troll through the deep stretches of the internet to see what people have done. I’m going to trust y’all on this, so please just include the links and handles.

And it is US only, I’m sorry. International gets very pricey, so I’m going to save that kind of shipping for when I have ARCs of A Wounded Name to give you. Just a few months til ARCs!

So, enter in the comments below, entries accepted through Saturday, 15 December, and best of luck to you all!

Until next time~
Cheers!

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