The three YA novels I reviewed for the Red Adept Publishing Young at Heart book tour — Correlation, Upload, and Canvas Bound — have something in common. They all feature fantasies. Teenagers either travel back in time, save the world from a dangerous conspiracy, or journey inside paintings that have come to life. Fantasy seems to be a common theme in YA fiction. Even a novel about the horrible realities of terminal cancer includes a fantasy where young lovers jet off to Amsterdam for some, as the author would put it, scoodilypooping.
And yeah, including ghosts in a YA novel counts as fantasy too.
So, why all the teenage fantasy? Because teenage reality is harsh.
This is the third of three YA novels I’m reviewing for the Red Adept Publishing book tour, “Young at Heart.” Disclaimer: Review copy provided by Red Adept Publishing.
Olivia “Libby” Tanner is a young painter with problems. Two fellow students at her English art academy are attracted to her, but the one she’s attracted to the most already has a girlfriend. The headmistress at the school seems to have an unusual interest in her. Strangest of all, her paintings come to life. When she goes in search of a “mystery boy” who shows up in her paintings, she uncovers tragic and dangerous secrets about her family. Her quest leads her to the world inside her paintings — a world from which she might not be able to escape.
This is the second of three YA novels I’m reviewing for the Red Adept Publishing book tour, “Young at Heart.” Disclaimer: Review copy provided by Red Adept Publishing.
This is the first of three YA novels I’m reviewing for the Red Adept Publishing book tour, “Young at Heart.” Disclaimer: Review copy provided by Red Adept Publishing.
“Do you believe it’s possible to change history?”
Sixteen-year-old Hailey Kent faces this question in Correlation, a young adult novel by Rosemary Fifield (writing as Mia Grace). A ride on a old Schwinn bicycle owned by Susan, the grandmother of Hailey’s best friend Jenna, sends Hailey back in time to the 1960s with a chance to change the future of her family and friends.
Another September 24. Another painful anniversary. And another question: Why remember a murder that happened nearly 40 years ago? Is it morbidity? A stubborn unwillingness to let go of a long-gone past?
If I didn’t remember, the only alternative is to forget. “You cannot invest in retrospect,” as my dad used to say. And I did try to forget. I thought I’d be able to forget when I moved from the Valley. When I started my current job on September 24, 2003, I thought it would finally remove the tragic association with that date.
But I’ve been unable to shake September 24, 1976.