Hi Readers, and welcome to the YA Scavenger Hunt! This tri-annual event was first organized by author Colleen Houck as a way to give readers a chance to gain access to exclusive bonus material from their favorite authors...and a chance to win some awesome prizes! At this hunt, you not only get access to exclusive content from each author, you also get clues for the hunt. Add up the clues, and you can enter to win a whole bunch of signed books! There are EIGHT contests going on simultaneously, and you can enter one or all. I am a part of the GOLD TEAM--but there are seven other teams for a chance to win whole different sets of signed books!

If you'd like to find out more about the hunt, see links to all the authors participating, and see the full list of prizes up for grabs, go to the YA Scavenger Hunt homepage, http://yascavengerhunt.blogspot.com


DIRECTIONS: Somewhere in my post below, you'll notice that I've listed my favorite number! Collect the favorite numbers of all the authors on Team Gold, and then add them up.

ENTRY FORM: Once you've added up all the numbers, make sure you fill out the form here (http://yascavengerhunt.blogspot.com/p...) to officially qualify for the grand prize. Only entries that have the correct number will qualify.

RULES: Open internationally, anyone below the age of 18 should have a parent or guardian's permission to enter. To be eligible for the grand prize, you must submit the completed entry form by SUNDAY, APRIL 5TH, at noon Pacific Time. Entries sent without the correct number or without contact information will not be considered.

Now for the fun! I'm happy to be hosting the author of Sugar, the lovely Deirdre Riordan Hall. Deirdre is the author of upper young adult and new adult fiction. She spends her days writing at the custom-made desk her husband crafted, with her family, or seaside, pretending she's a mermaid. (Love it!) For the scavenger hunt, she’s sharing some exclusive content with us from SUGAR- and here it is below!


I wipe my brow with a damp rag. Sweat pools in the crevice between my chest, and I'm sure the white shirt I wear as part of my uniform at The Scoop and Sprinkle sports pit stains, along with a smear of chocolate from the fudge ripple that refused to stay put on the cone. It's on my belly, like a punctuation mark: look at me, I'm Sugar's belly, in case you didn't notice! I notice. Every. Single. Day. Like a good co-worker, Gina laughed while I had to squat down and clean the gooey mess off the floor. The stain probably won't come out of the shirt.

Then, before her fifteen-minute break even started, she and some guy she's been flirting with all week disappeared to the woods past the outhouses just out of view of the lake. Good riddance. But I can't help wonder what it would be like to inhabit her body: tall, thin, not a blemish, anywhere. Though, I suppose it would be exhausting to try to keep up with that kind of perfection. I'm about ten miles south of flawless and it's exhausting enough being me.

I tug my hair off my neck, wind it into a bun, and pin it on top my head. I fan myself, not in any hurry to wait on any more demanding customers, teasing kids, and families on vacation.

A shadow crosses over the register. I feel a pair of eyes on me, glance to the order window, and the person suddenly looks away. I push up the rickety wooden frame. "Can I help you?" I ask. The glare of the sun blinds me from a clear view of who's out there. I'm used to people staring at me. I should charge them by the minute, at least then I'd get something out of the deal.

The customer clears his throat. All I can see is how he scuffs his boots in the dusty parking lot. "Uh, yeah, I'd like, a uh, a scoop of strawberry and a scoop of chocolate."

"Size?" I ask, so ready for my shift to be over.

"Uh, um, medium."

"Sugar cone, waffle, cake cone, or in a bowl?" It irritates me that can't people be prepared with this information. The sign hung outside clearly says, 1. Pick your size, 2. Pick a container or cone, 3. Choose from 25 delicious flavors, Sprinkles are on us! All with the detailed options and prices below. Duh.

"A cone. Um, sugar, please," he says.

Even though Sugar isn't my given name, it's the one I answer to. When he says it, I squint through the undersized window, but still can't see him clearly. He stands near the napkin dispenser. The way he pronounced my name, like it's something sweet, but not to eat choruses in my ears. Before I can lose myself in the honey of his voice, Gina comes in laughing and rosy-cheeked. She pushes me out of the way, extends her arm out the window, and waves to the guy who she was just fooling around with in the woods. I doubt she even knows his name.

"I get off at eight. Don't be late," she calls, loudly, in my ear.

He mumbles something about getting off and just as loudly, I call out the window to my waiting customer. "Did you want complimentary sprinkles?" I ask, dunking the metal scoop in the water bath so the ice cream is easier to dig out of the vat in the cooler.

"Rainbow, please," he answers.

I'm not quick enough to figure out a way to get him to say sugar again and don't have a chance to get a good look at him as Gina barges through, poking her head out the window, ready to flirt with anyone with a Y-chromosome. She rattles on about her fifteen-minute break and the wonders of the woods. I pass the cone out the window, self-conscious of my flabby arm, and feeling hopeless about the big fat nothing that I'll be doing at eight tonight.


Did you enjoy it? :) If so, you’ll have to read the whole thing! You can buy the book at http://www.amazon.com/Sugar-Deirdre-R... and learn more about Deirdre at http://www.deirdreriordanhall.com.

Now don't forget to enter the contest for a chance to win a ton of signed books by me, Deirdre Riordan Hall, and more! To enter, you need to know that my favorite number is 11! (At least for now- my favorite number seems to constantly change!) Add up all the favorite numbers of the authors on the Gold Team and you'll have all the secret codes to enter for the grand prize!

Speaking of prizes, I am gifting a signed copy of my newest novel, SUSPICION to one lucky reader! :) Tweet me @TimelessAlex to be entered in the contest. The winner will be announced on April 6th!

To keep going on your quest for the hunt--and to find the hidden sneak peek of my next YA novel for Random House, THE GIRL IN THE PICTURE--check out the next author! http://pjhoover.blogspot.com
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