Advanced Reading Group
Hey everyone, the editing of "Newfangled" has begun. I'm about 1/4 of the way through, and have already sent out the first four chapters to a newly formed advanced reading group. If you are interested in joining the group, please send me an email at kristin.n.spencer@gmail.com. I'm so excited to get first major edit underway and am hoping to have the book out in several months. Here's a quick quote to leave you with:
“Oh, hey Olive,” Olive turned around and saw Nick. Her brain was fried after the crazy week she had so she hoped he wasn’t going to ask her anything that required a lot of thinking. Maybe he had a question about yearbook or something.
“Hey Nick. What’s up?”
“I wanted to introduce you to my friend, he’s in a different seventh grade class, but he goes to church and does plays like you do.”
“Oh, really?”
“Yeah, here is comes… Adam, this is Olive. She’s the one I was telling you about.”
Olive and Adam started laughing.
“Thanks Nick, yeah Olive and I are in the same play. We go to church together,” Adam explained.
“Well, why don’t you, like, ever talk to each other at school? That’s weird, dude.” Nick rolled his eyes.
“I guess it is weird, hey Olive. See you tonight?” Adam asked.
“Yep, see you later,” Olive said.
Nick and Adam walked away, shoving each other.
“Um… what just happened?” Franny asked.
“I think it’s safe to say Adam won’t ignore me at school anymore,” Olive said.
“Why was he ignoring you at school? So you mean you see him twice or three times at church every week and he never says hi to you at school?” Franny asked.
“Yeah.”
“And you never said anything to him?”
“Well, I tried a few times, but he never responded so I just gave up.”
“Awkward. That’s pretty rude, actually,” Franny said, putting her hand on her hip.
“I don’t think he meant to be rude, I think he’s just shy around girls. He talks to James way more at rehearsals.”
“Well, my mom’s here… gotta go.”
“Bye.” Just as Franny ran off Olive spotted Sofia’s blue hatchback. As soon as they were home Olive was going to ask if she could talk to her mom while they made dinner.
“Oh, hey Olive,” Olive turned around and saw Nick. Her brain was fried after the crazy week she had so she hoped he wasn’t going to ask her anything that required a lot of thinking. Maybe he had a question about yearbook or something.
“Hey Nick. What’s up?”
“I wanted to introduce you to my friend, he’s in a different seventh grade class, but he goes to church and does plays like you do.”
“Oh, really?”
“Yeah, here is comes… Adam, this is Olive. She’s the one I was telling you about.”
Olive and Adam started laughing.
“Thanks Nick, yeah Olive and I are in the same play. We go to church together,” Adam explained.
“Well, why don’t you, like, ever talk to each other at school? That’s weird, dude.” Nick rolled his eyes.
“I guess it is weird, hey Olive. See you tonight?” Adam asked.
“Yep, see you later,” Olive said.
Nick and Adam walked away, shoving each other.
“Um… what just happened?” Franny asked.
“I think it’s safe to say Adam won’t ignore me at school anymore,” Olive said.
“Why was he ignoring you at school? So you mean you see him twice or three times at church every week and he never says hi to you at school?” Franny asked.
“Yeah.”
“And you never said anything to him?”
“Well, I tried a few times, but he never responded so I just gave up.”
“Awkward. That’s pretty rude, actually,” Franny said, putting her hand on her hip.
“I don’t think he meant to be rude, I think he’s just shy around girls. He talks to James way more at rehearsals.”
“Well, my mom’s here… gotta go.”
“Bye.” Just as Franny ran off Olive spotted Sofia’s blue hatchback. As soon as they were home Olive was going to ask if she could talk to her mom while they made dinner.
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