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YA Highway's Road Trip Wednesday topic for this week is:
Who in your life has most inspired your writing?
As an overall inspiration, I would have to go for the cliche and say my family and my besties.
I hate to break out two cliches in one post, but as for ideas, scenes, etc., everything around me inspires my writing. People I meet or have met, and those I observe (you know, not in a creepy sorta way) in public are huge inspirations. New places, experiences . . . I try to look at everything as a writing inspiration. This way, I don't have to make the excuse of [insert sad emo face here], "Oh, I have writer's block so I can't write today . . . Woe is me."
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Since Pierce Oliviera died, someone is always watching her. When she escaped from the Underworld, and came back to life after being pronounced dead, Pierce only wanted to return back to her normal life. Now, however, she feels detached from the world.
When her mother ups and moves them to her home of Isla Huesos, a small island off the coast of South Florida.
Pierce is hopeful of a fresh start with a new life, new school, and new friends. But he still finds her. This is where she met him originally all of those years ago when her grandfather died. Although no guardian angel, John appears often and when she needs him the most.
The problem? If she falls any further, Pierce may just find herself back in the Underworld.
In this modern day version of the myth of Persephone (which is quite an interesting story so I will let you read that on your own!), Meg Cabot has introduced to a character I am already loving. The entire book, however, is a prelude to what will come in the next book, as this series will be (for now, at least) a trilogy.
The narration reads in vivid flashbacks and present-tense, scattered throughout the chapters. Some reviews I have read hated this. I rather liked how the book flowed. It wasn’t like, #1 happened, then #2, oh and let’s not forget #3! For some reason, not going in chronological order confused some of the reviewers and I can’t help but ask, “Really?”
But maybe that’s because I haven’t read a Meg Cabot book that I didn’t absolutely love. Maybe I’m partial. And that’s quite all right with me.