The One in the World

I never did have a chance to post that oh-so-cool thing last Friday, which was that the trailer and first chapter of The Darkest Minds premiered on! You can also catch it on good ol'Youtube:

Oooooooh, a little scary, right? I should also point out again that there's a huge 122 page excerpt up here if you want to try the story before you buy it!

But you could buy it now. You know, if you wanted to. Because finally, after two years, The Darkest Minds is out in the wild.  You can find it in B&N, Walmart, a good number of local indies, and your e-retailer of choice.

There is a lot I could say about this book, this release, this entire year, but my brain is still trying to process everything and cast it in some meaningful terms. On Monday, some of my closest friends all gathered and we had a pre-launch party here in NYC which included one seriously delicious cake.  Then on Tuesday--actual release day!--my bosses and coworkers surprised me with a little bagel and cupcake feast.  Really, there's pretty much no better way to celebrate a book coming out than to down as many carbs, sugar, and glasses of champagne as you possibly can.  I was also pretty overwhelmed by all of your kind words on Twitter and Tumblr.  Thank you guys, from the bottom of my heart.  You filled my day with so much love and excitement, and I'm not sure how I'll ever be able to repay you for it.

As the year winds down, I've been thinking a lot about how this has been a year of extreme highs and lows for me; it really feels like the longest year of my life, and I felt surprised, even back in September, when i realized it was nowhere near to being done. If I had to sum it up in a year, I'd say that this was my best year professionally and worst year personally.  That might seem, at first glance, like the universe trying to balance itself out, but there's no real way to trick the scale.  Losing my dad in April was by far the worst thing that's ever happened to me, and nothing could really balance that out.  I miss him, and I wish he could be here to share these special days and all of the excitement that comes with them. And, of course, with the holidays, we're feeling his loss a little bit more deeply. I have a feeling, though, that wherever he may be, he's huffing and puffing indignantly on my behalf over every non-5 Star review I get and shaking his head thinking, I told her this book would have been even better if she'd just put in that volcano...

As strange as it may sound, my most dreaded question in interviews has always been and continues to be: what inspired this book?  It's hard to condense it down in a short answer, really. It wasn't inspired by any one event or dream I had. Really, this book is actually extremely personal to me for being a story about telekinetic teenagers on the run from a government. It's a product of a lot of the thoughts and observations I made as a teenager in the years following 9/11, but it's also filled with things I love, and, in many cases, that love stems from my dad.  He was the one that taught me about classic rock, he was the one that took me on the college road trip down through Virginia and into North Carolina, he's the one that patiently talked out all of the different aspects of this world with me--from ways the economy could crash, to politics, to social activism. I see him all over these pages, and, in that way, he lives on through the printed word.

Thank you again. From the deepest part of my heart.  If you guys are reading the book now, I'd love to know what your thoughts are!  I'm about to pull a vanishing act and leave on vacation for the next few weeks. But, before I go, I want to leave you with the song we always started our family road trips with, by one of my dad's favorite bands.

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