Paper Girl
by Cindy R.
Wilson
Genre: YA Contemporary Fiction
Release date: December 4th 2018
Entangled Teen
Summary:
I haven’t left
my house in over a year. My doctor says it’s social anxiety, but I know the
only things that are safe are made of paper. My room is paper. My world is
paper. Everything outside is fire. All it would take is one spark for me to
burst into flames. So I stay inside. Where nothing can touch me.
Then my mom hires a tutor. Jackson. This boy I had a crush on before the world
became too terrifying to live in. Jackson’s life is the complete opposite of
mine, and I can tell he’s got secrets of his own. But he makes me feel things.
Makes me want to try again. Makes me want to be brave. I can almost taste the
outside world. But so many things could go wrong, and all it takes is one spark
for everything I love to disappear...
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Excerpt:
ZOE
I
heard the elevator ding from down the hallway. Therapist #6. Probably another
clone of Dr. Edwards and all the other therapists I’d had over the years. I
ducked into my study when Mom told her to come back, and planted myself beside
my desk. When she came in, her quick smile suggested she was perfectly
comfortable walking into a strange place. Well, strange didn’t even begin to
cover me and my room. The proof? Her surprised expression when she realized
she’d just entered the Milky Way.
Strewn about the room were paper planets, stars, moons, and
hopefully soon a couple of constellations. I folded them, cut them out, and
crafted them until they became art. They mostly lined the southern wall, but
Jupiter was bound to leak onto the ceiling.
And therein lay 80 percent of my life. Paper art in these
four walls.
Therapist #6 said, “Wow. This is…out of this world.”
“Zoe, I’m Dr. Gina Price. You can call me Gina. Dr. Edwards
mentioned I was coming when he saw you last week, right?”
I nodded. He’d sprung it on me after our session, right
after we’d talked about compulsions and changing behaviors. We’d talked about
how my parents were enablers, allowing me to stay cooped up in my large
apartment with my own paper playground so I’d have no reason to want to leave.
I wouldn’t be surprised if he’d talked with them as well. My parents probably didn’t
know what to do with a word like that. Enabler. Martin and Yoko King weren’t
sure what to do with my therapy, either. They thought I was just “shy” and
maybe “a little obsessive.”
“This
is really impressive,” Gina said, staring at the ceiling. “How long did it
take?”
I
flicked a glance at her, surprised she asked. Dr. Edwards never asked about my
paper art. My stomach clenched so tight, I thought I might throw up. I knew
exactly what she was doing. Making small talk to get me to open up, feel
comfortable. I kind of wanted to create paper dolls out of both her and Dr. Edwards so I could make them get
swallowed by a black hole.
“A
long time,” I said, so quiet I was sure she hadn’t heard me.
She
stared up at Pluto, one of my favorite pieces. The dwarf planet and I were more
alike than I wanted to admit. Both not
quite what everyone thought we should be. It could be cold and lonely out
in space.
About the
Author
Cindy lives at the foothills of the Rocky Mountains, and loves
using Colorado towns and cities as inspiration for settings in her stories.
She's the mother of three girls, who provide plenty of fodder for her YA
novels. Cindy writes speculative fiction and YA fiction, filled with a healthy
dose of romance. You'll often find her hiking or listening to any number of
playlists while she comes up with her next story idea.
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