A recent entry in your blog sharing your thoughts on MG/Tween “boy” books encouraged me to contact you. I hope I have the story you’re looking for!
Complete at 47,000 words, my tween adventure MIRAGE combines a contemporary sibling relationship akin to Gennifer Choldenko’s Al Capone Does My Shirts with a Gary Paulsen, Hatchet-like twist of desert survival.
Teen photographer Paul Wilson wants to delete memories of his bullied seventh grade year like blurred shots from his camera. He arrives on his uncle’s
After only hours on the ranch Paul’s new confidence dissolves when Spitfire charges Abby and he freezes. With his “brother knows best” image erased in a single moment, Paul tries to hide his sudden fear of horses (especially Spitfire) to protect his sister. Struggling to rebuild his courage, Paul finds friendship with Felipa and pursues the Dutchman mystery. Yet as July temperatures rise tempers flare between Paul and Abby, deeply damaging their relationship. Paul pushes to become his idea of courage, but a reckless act at summer’s end buries him and Abby in a cave-in beneath
MIRAGE is Paul’s coming-of-age summer where he discovers the truth about his courage and understands that Abby has a right to take her place in the world. And, wherever his or her path leads, family is about loving each other--unconditionally.
I freelance as a writer, editor, and photographer. Previously, I was an editor for XYZ magazine in
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Paul Wilson inhaled bone-dry air and slung his camera strap over one shoulder. Grinning wider than the desert horizon he headed toward the cactus-studded land behind his uncle’s stables. Nothing like this in
“Got water?” Aunt Penny leaned out a stable window. “Remember what I said!”
Not likely he’d forget her lecture on D&D (dehydration and death) in ten minutes. “It’s in my backpack.” Paul stopped for a moment. “Is Abby okay?
“Your sister is safe with me,” his aunt said. “Keep the stables in sight and be back in two hours, if you want a riding lesson before dinner. Watch out for snakes!” She waved and vanished into the stable.
That’s exactly what he hoped to find along with huge hairy tarantulas and a prehistoric-looking Gila monster.
Something red slithered beneath a tumbleweed to his left. He froze. A snake, two feet long, with a black head and red-and-yellow-banded body rustled the brittle bush. Easing into a crouch, Paul focused his SLR C50x and got three shots before it disappeared.
Perfect. An awesome start on his quest for a new eighth grade image: get lost “weird
He stashed his equipment backpack under a towering cottonwood tree near the corral, pocketed a spare battery, and screwed on a lens light hood. After a few experimental shots he’d come back for his pack.