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One of my favorite quotes from my upcoming novel âTogether at Midnight.â Max, one of the narrators, is talking about Kendall, one of the other narrators. Kendall is a teenage girl with the âgiftâ of ADHD-PI (predominantly inattentive). Getting inside her head was one of the most amazing journeys Iâve had as a writer, paralleling my journey as a parent of an adolescent daughter with ADHD-PI. She teaches me every day, and this sentiment comes from me even though Max says it.Â
Ack, I just adore the cover for my upcoming novel, TOGETHER AT MIDNIGHT. This book is many things. It's a story about kindness and turning guilt into good. It's a companion book to my last novel, WHAT HAPPENS NOW, but is meant to totally stand on its own. It's also a snowmance. What, you've never heard of a snowmance? Well, I hadn't either until after I wrote this thing, but now that someone dubbed it that, I can't stop using the term. ("A love story set in New York City during a blizzard and New Year's Eve? It's absolutely SNOWMANTIC!") When my editor showed me this cover, I literally gasped. Because it captures all of these elements of the book while also making me want to climb inside to live for a while. Or maybe for good. I call dibs on the top of the Empire State Building! Many thanks to Heather Daugherty at HarperCollins who designed and created the gorgeous hand lettering here, and to the uber-talented artist Beatrix Boros, whose papercraft work is the perfect combination of cool and beautiful. Canât wait for this story to meet the world on January 2, 2018!
This is one of my favorite quotes from my own book, because it reminds me of what recovery from depression feels like. As a lifelong depression survivor, it gives me hope when I need it. Sometimes we write stories for ourselves and if they resonate with readers too, that makes us feel that much less alone in the world!
We love YA, so we like to see which YA books are customers are reading. Here are the bestselling YA books at Oblong over the past week!
1. What Happens Now, Jennifer Castle. Harper Teen, $17.99. 2. Miss Peregrineâs Home For Peculiar Children, Ransom Riggs. Quirk Books, $10.99. 3. P.S. I Still Love You, Jenny Han. Simon & Schuster Books for Young Readers, $17.99. 4. If I Stay, Gayle Forman. Speak, $10.99. 5. Shiver, Maggie Stiefvater. Scholastic, $9.99.
Which one of these is your favorite?
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15-year-old Maya Gold took her own life. Here, her parents and rabbi offer a way forward for anyone whoâs struggling and in pain.
Our small, tight-knit town is reeling over the loss of 15-year-old Maya. She was bright and loving and wanted to change the world. What happened? Weâll never really know, but this message from her parents and the eulogy delivered by her rabbi at her service strives to catch someone else before they fall. It speaks unflinchingly about depression, suicide, and drug abuse. Elise and Mathew Gold have asked our community to share Mayaâs story. Please read and pass it on. Maybe it can save a life.
Dear friends, family and community: When our daughter Maya took her life on October 2, our collective hearts shattered into enough pieces to fill the ocean. Each piece reflects memories and questions. Memories we will hold dear; questions that will remain unanswered. We will never make sense of it all, yet while deep in our grief, we are aware that as a community of youth and caring adults, we have the opportunity to make change.
Maya made a mistake. A mistake from which there is no retreat, no undoing, no return to a time before what has been done. That is where we begin to make sense of this. Maya taught us about joy, about fun, about love. She brought kindness and compassion to all she met, and for that we are grateful. And now Maya has taught us about grief, about despair, about loss, in a way we never imagined. From all of this, the grief to the joy, the despair to the hope, we can only hope to find a middle way, a way of loving kindness, acceptance and compassion.
We have invited Rabbi Jonathan Kligler to share his powerful eulogy for Maya. It addresses our youth and our community in a moving and touching way. It speaks to a way forward, a way to honor Mayaâs life by cherishing our own lives and families, by listening and connecting with each other and by supporting each other. Please read it, share it and find your way in the web of receiving and offering support. The outpouring of love has kept us and our family afloat.
With gratitude and love,
Elise & Mathew Gold
A eulogy for Maya Gold by Rabbi Jonathan Kligler
Oh Maya,
Your eyes. Your eyes glowed with the light of awareness: pure, clear. I drew sustenance and joy from the light shining from your eyes. I communed with the sublime mystery, with your searching intellect â a portal into the infinite â as I blessed my good fortune at having met you. You were a gift to all of us who had the good fortune to know you, providing us a window into the endless sea of light from which we all spring and that sustains us. Now, dear Maya, the portal into the infinite that was your gaze is closed to us. You shone so bright, but so briefly. Our hearts are broken. As my wife was telling me, we are all walking on a dark path right now. We weep. Words fail. And yet we must speak â for the sake of each other, for the sake of our love for you, for the sake of your family.
I am trusting, praying, urging that your precious being is now immersed in the oceans of love that you showed us through your eyes. And we here in this land of the living, in our broken-yet-beautiful Earth, we must continue to reveal that light through our eyes, our hearts, our gestures. We must be brave and tender and true, together despite our confusion and grief, and keep our hearts open and not shrink back from one another â especially from Mayaâs family: Mayaâs amazing parents Mathew and Elise, her big brother Adin, her sister Sasha and her husband Anders, who despite their devastation have so generously allowed us to share our grief with them today. We extend our hearts to Mayaâs extended family as well.
Today we will speak our love. In the days and months and years to come we will show it, with the light from our eyes and with our loving presence.
Elise was telling me that Maya was the most empathic person she had ever met. Even from earliest childhood, Maya was always putting the needs of others above her own. Most moms have to tell their kids, âStop being so selfish!â Elise found herself saying to Maya, âMaya, stop being so selfless!â Mayaâs innate compassion knew no bounds. She had compassion for all creatures. She would absorb the feelings of others: a challenging gift to try to manage for one so young.
Mathew was reminding me how deeply inquisitive Maya was, with a fierce and searching intelligence. Maya was brilliant, with a capacity for complex analysis. Her social and global consciousness and conscientiousness were far beyond her years. Mathew, along with many of us, shared so many deep talks with Maya about her life, the world, politics, religion. Adults often felt as if they were speaking with a peer, not a child. Maya was so troubled by the problems of the world, and she so deeply wanted to understand. It pained her so much to perceive the brokenness and suffering of the world, and she yearned to help repair it.
It was no surprise that Maya chose to become a vegan in recent years. After a visit to the Woodstock Animal Sanctuary and a visit with the rescued animals, Maya began to volunteer at the Sanctuary (she wasnât legally old enough, so Mathew had to chaperone). Maya wanted as always to alleviate suffering, and decided that veganism was a path to minimizing the suffering of animals.
But of course, anyone who knew Maya knew how fun â and funny â she was. Maya had a gloriously goofy streak. She was quirky, whimsical, one-of-a-kind. In the family, I get the impression that Mathew was her special partner in unbridled goofiness. I heard some great funny stories. Her friends certainly encountered that part of her. Maya knew joy. Her sister Sasha was remembering Mayaâs visit to her in Seattle last spring. They came to a dock by the bay with a diving board, and all Maya wanted to do was jump off the diving board again and again. Sasha wasnât in a jumping mood, and Maya kept saying to her, âDonât you want to jump? Come on, donât you want to experience this?â
Maya wanted to fly. She wanted to soar above the din of the world and experience the freedom of flight and the birdâs-eye view. When she was three, she was climbing the bookshelves and cabinets. When Maya discovered trapeze, she couldnât get enough of it. And Maya had a ferocious will. If she wanted to, she would. She watched her big brother riding a bike, and at age three Maya learned to ride hers. Maya idolized her big brother Adin. More recently, Maya had been actively trying to knock Adin off that pedestal; but Adin told me that he had looked forward to becoming friends with her again in the future. It would have happened, for certain.
Maya loved and needed her alone time. I know this about sensitive, empathic souls: They need time to recuperate, to regroup, to let the Earth hold them and comfort them. They need a good book as a companion, a retreat; Maya was this kind of person.
In recent times, what gave Maya the most joy were her friendships. Her friends sustained her â friends of Maya, you know who you are! You made a difference, even if it does not possibly seem that way right at this moment.
But what happened? Why is Maya dead? How could a person of her caliber, her potential, her depth and character have become so despairing that she would think it better if she were not alive?
We are going to be asking these questions for the rest of our lives, and will never know exactly what Maya was thinking because she was not able to reach out to us from her darkness. Oneâs greatest gift is also usually oneâs greatest challenge. Perhaps in Mayaâs desire not to cause pain to others, she mostly kept her own pain to herself. She did that as conscientiously as everything else she undertook. Maya was so successful at not wanting to burden others with her suffering that none of us truly understood the depth of her pain. But as we piece together this tragedy, we can understand some things and we can learn together. So I want to take this opportunity to speak directly to the young people who are with us today.
Life is hard. It is filled with challenges. That is the nature of life. To become a responsible â and happy â person, we need to accept this fact and know that life will often be testing us, and that we will need to struggle and be brave and wrestle with what it means to do right and to love well. We adults are still working on becoming the best people we can be. We will be working on this the rest of our lives, and that is as it should be.
As teenagers, you are at the beginning of learning how to take full responsibility for yourselves. It takes a lot of practice and a tremendous amount of trial-and-error. And it is often very painful. We adults who want to support you to grow into your own adulthood also need to get out of your way; and letâs face it, itâs a messy process!
Being 15 is hard, and never harder than for a sensitive soul like Maya. She â and you, her peers â are past your childhood, when the big world and all of its problems could stay at edge of your consciousness, while you are busy playing and reading and doing the work of being a kid. Now your awareness has grown, and you know that the world is broken in many ways. You are child/adults. Maya felt the pain of the world, but she was yet to develop the armor we all need to face that brokenness. And we need that armor: The world is often a demanding and difficult place, and if we care about the world and want to make a difference in it, as Maya did, we need to learn how to protect ourselves from all that suffering that is out there. Being 15 is a dangerously vulnerable time of life because you care so deeply, like the adults you are becoming, but are still wide open, like the children you still are. It is so easy to become overwhelmed. I remember, even though it was long ago for me.
In the face of this pain and the lack of emotional protection many teens try to numb the pain by harming yourselves. Some of you cut yourselves. Some of you starve yourselves. Some of you use drugs and alcohol to numb the pain and temporarily quiet the chaos that seems to be everywhere, within and without. Some of you even think about killing yourselves, just so that it will be over. You are young, and life can be so overwhelming.
When you feel overwhelmed is when you feel most alone. Iâm telling you, itâs a trap! At the very moment when you need the most help, your crazy mind is telling you that you are all alone, that you are a miserable human being and that you donât deserve to be helped, since it is all your fault anyway. Iâm here to tell you that those thoughts are a load of crap. Iâm here to tell you that you are not alone, that everyone has experienced those awful, isolating feelings. Never assume that you are the only one who ever felt this way; itâs not true. Iâm here to tell you that, at precisely the moment when you feel most alone, you need to be your most courageous and reach out for help.
Iâm here to tell you that if your friend is hurting themselves, get in their face. Look out for each other. Be brave. Risk losing a friend in order to help them. Share your deepest fears with each other, and your biggest dreams. Loving one another is wonderful and life-giving, but also very risky and challenging work. And it is the best thing you will ever do. Be bold, take a deep breath and reach out.
We adults, annoying as we are, are right here with you. We know that you teens sometimes move close to the edge of the darkness. Our hands are always ready to reach out and grab you and pull you back into our arms before you fall. Often you give us enough warning signs that you are losing your balance that we are able to run over and grab you before you fall. Mayaâs descent into the pit was so quick and unexpected that we could not grab her in time! It is a tragedy; I canât think of anything worse than what has just happened. We couldnât catch this wonderful young woman in time, and now she is gone. But we adults are still here; we are still paying as close attention as we can to the rest of you, our beloved children; our hands are right here, reaching out. We remember being 15. Hate us, resent us, make fun of us â we can handle it! â but know that our hand is there.
And yet we live in a time, thanks to social networking, when you kids spend more time in each otherâs company than you do with us adults. Therefore you usually know more about each otherâs lives than we know about you. Thatâs a fact. Thanks to the Information Revolution, you also know way, way more about the terrible things happening around the planet than we ever did at your age. This is amazing, but also a burden on you. And so, these days more responsibility than ever before is on you to watch out for each other. In a very real way, you teens need to grow up faster than we did and take responsibility for each otherâs well-being. I know a lot is being asked of you. Will you step up? We support you all the way. Lives may be saved because you are looking out for each other.
But we canât support each other effectively if we donât talk openly about the dangers that we face. So I want to talk about drugs and alcohol. After Mayaâs death, Mathew and Elise found over-the-counter drugs in her room â drugs with incredibly dangerous side effects. In recent weeks Maya had been depressed, and it appears recently turned to some drugs that made her feel better. They found Mucinex DM, a cough suppressant; Benadryl, an antihistamine; and synthetic THC, the active ingredient in marijuana. All of these drugs are easily available on the street. All of them, taken too frequently or in large doses, have terrifying side effects: euphoria, hallucinations, temporary psychosis, even suicidal fantasies. It is very possible that young Maya, new to recreational drug use, took too large a dose of one or more of these drugs and was in a deluded state when she chose to take her own life. Given how much Maya loved life and all of her exciting plans for her future, it is hard to understand how she conceivably could have killed herself had she been in her right mind.
You teens have to be more mature than ever in looking out for each other around drugs and alcohol. When you see a friend losing their balance and teetering at the edge of the darkness of drug and alcohol abuse, you must be brave and act. Reach out your hand and tell us what is going on, so that we can help. It will probably be messy: You might make a fool of yourself, you might lose some friends; but you could literally save someoneâs life the next time. Is anything more important?
I also want to speak openly about suicide. The stigma and shame attached to suicide means that we do not usually share with others about the suicides we have been close to, or about our own attempts. Who here today knows someone, a friend or relative, who committed suicide? Raise your hands. It looks like at least half of us have someone close who killed themselves. If we donât break the silence about suicide, if we donât talk with one another about it, then weâll never be able to help prevent it. Mayaâs family and I encourage you to learn about suicide prevention at the American Foundation for Suicide Prevention: http://www.afsp.org.
My father committed suicide when I was 24. After many years, naturally, of feeling angry at my Dad, now I am left with compassion for him â maybe because I have been alive long enough to appreciate how hard it is to be good human being. It is time to break the cycle of shaming and harsh judgment when we learn of someone taking their own life, and instead respond with compassion and try to understand the unbearable suffering that led them to their choice to die. Again, as I recall my own teenage bouts of despair, my young adult debacles and defeats, I too might have fallen into that pit. There but for the grace of God might I have gone. Do not judge Maya. You were not in her shoes, and will never know what she was experiencing. Instead, open your hearts to those who are suffering, and if you can, catch them before they fall.
Because Iâll tell you: It is a hard world; but it is a wonderful world, too. Life is difficult, but it is worth it. It is overflowing with sunsets and laughing children, acts of kindness, great music, running barefoot, fresh fruit, great conversations â the list of goodness is literally endless. In the Jewish community, this is the week when we read Genesis, Chapter One, âIn the Beginning.â After each day of creating, the Creator looks it all over and declares, âThis is good!â And when it is all done, at the end of the sixth day, âthe Creator looked at all that had been created, and behold, it was very good!â Yes, life is very good. So please hang in there, you beautiful people: It will get better. It may be hard work to be a person, but it is worth all the hardship.
Maya knew the good in life. Wow, did she enjoy life, and was she ever engaged in living! I ran into Maya and Elise in August in front of Mexicali Blue in New Paltz. Maya told me all about her plans: to graduate high school early, to earn money and travel and study and then to find a way to help people as her lifeâs work. She planned to live a life of purpose. I listened to her with delight; I drank in the light from her eyes and her smile and her deep intensity and her zest, and I hugged her. If there was ever anyone I wanted to see grow up, it was Maya Gold: part of the solution. We have lost her, and now are faced with the daunting task of being worthy vessels not only for our light, but for the radiant light that was Maya. Now we must hold Mayaâs family, reach out to them, stay with them, walk the path with them.
Maya was a seeker. Maya felt the ecstatic joy singing through the universe just as surely and just as intensely as she felt its pain. It was certainly my great fortune that Maya chose to study Judaism with me as she pursued her quest for understanding and manifesting the infinite love that is everywhere, yet so easily slips from our grasp. Perhaps in her passing from this plane into the Great Mystery, Mayaâs glorious essence has now merged with the infinite sea of light and joy that each of us drank from when we looked into her eyes. I will always miss her. I will look for her essence pouring forth when I look in your eyes. Mayaâs memory is truly a blessing.
(Maya Gold at a girlsâ residential school in northeast India.)
WHAT HAPPENS NOW (June 7, 2016 from HarperTeen) is the book of my heart, and this cover makes my heart do Zumba. Hereâs the story:
âI know what it is to want something so badly, you feel like your cells arenât properly bonded together without it. I also know what itâs like to get that something. And honestly, Iâm still not sure which is worse.â Ari Logan is battling to win her war against depression and the dark night she hurt herself on purpose. Itâs not easy: her best friend is drifting away, her momâs emotionally checked out, and she spends her days playing caregiver to her handful of a half-sister, Danielle. But itâs summer, and anything is possible... Thatâs when Camden Armstrong steps onto the beach of Ariâs local swimming lake. Â At first, Ari quietly longs for Camden from afar, seeing in him everything she wants to be. When the two discover a true connection the following summer, Ari lets herself fall not just for the quirky and self-assured Camden but also his friends, tumbling into their world of independence, adventure, and shared sci-fi fandom. As Ariâs romantic dreams come true, she must unlock the mysteries of the very real and troubled boy behind her infatuation, while also struggling with her own demons, obligations, and loyalties. WHAT HAPPENS NOW is a powerful, insightful story about learning to heal, learning to love, and what happens when fantasy becomes reality.
Iâm always fascinated by the book cover design process, so I asked the folks who did all the work here share their process:
From Heather Daugherty, Senior Designer at HarperCollins Publishers:
âWhen I read this book, I was consumed by wanting to freeze life-moments in time. That perfect summer day. That moment your crush knows who you are or actually notices you, or your eyes finally lock for what seems like too long and not long enough at the same time. Those poignant adolescent moments you agonize through, but later wish you had savored every second after they are long gone. The concept of using miniature sculpture, or the diorama art form, to create this book cover seemed daunting and an absolute must at the same time. The perfect challenge! What better way to capture these moments than having an artist sculpt each character by hand, and get it so right?! Thomas Doyle is an extraordinary artist and it was a pleasure brainstorming this amazing cover idea with him!â
From Thomas Doyle, New York-based artist (thomasdoyle.net):
âI create miniature worlds that function much like dioramas that I then show in museums and galleries in the US and abroad. The materials are typically those used by model railroaders, along with an array of art and hardware supplies--all brought together to simulate reality in 1:87 scale. I was excited to take part in creating the cover for WHAT HAPPENS NOW because the book itself distills the intense emotions that come with being young in the summertime. In a similar vein, my artwork often seeks to crystallize memories of things past into frozen moments. Having spent many an afternoon along the lakes in Michigan, where I grew up, I wanted the cover to communicate both the expansiveness of the âperfectâ summer day, along with the push and pull that accompany a teenage crush. Capturing the two lead characters on the raft, apart yet together, seemed like a great way to tell that story.â
I agree. I canât wait for this book to meet the world next June.
T-shirt win of the week.
On the left: a t-shirt that's currently selling well at Amazon and Wal-Mart.
On the right: a proposed alternative.

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"Corinne Duyvis:Â How did Rory come into being? Was her autism an integral part of her character from the start, or did that aspect develop later on?
Jennifer Castle: [âŚ] After a lot of thought, I realized the thing I was most interested in was not necessarily the journey of an autistic protagonist (and honestly, I didnât feel I was qualified to pull that off), but the story of a friendship between a neurotypical protagonist and her childhood bestie whose autism created problems that drove them apart. Because thatâs a story you donât see often in literature, but one I think many readers can relate to. So as the premise of You Look Different took shape and I had to come up with five very different characters who would fit together like interlocking puzzle pieces, Rory came into being. In the book, Rory and the main character, Justine, are inseparable at age six, but by eleven, Roryâs quirks are beginning to wear on Justine. I think that happens normally among girls around that age, autism or no autism â in general, their tolerance level for anything they see as âweirdâ goes way down. Peer pressure goes way up. Many kids who are stuck in the middle get socially crushed by that collision.
The autism factor felt like an intriguing prism to look at how friendships change as we grow up. Now sixteen and more mature, Justine feels intense regret and guilt about the way she cut Rory out of her life, but doesnât know how to fix it.â
[read the rest of the interview!]
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"This house will become a shrine, and punks and skins and rastas will all gather round and hold their hands in sorrow for their fallen leader. And all the grown-ups will say, 'But why are the kids crying?' And the kids will say, 'Haven't you heard? Rick is dead! The People's Poet is dead!' And then one particularly sensitive and articulate teenager will say, 'Other kids, do you understand nothing? How can Rick be dead when we still have his poems?' And then another kid will say... (SFX: FART)"
"The Young Ones"

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The other day, I saw an anon post by a (presumably) Jewish person lamenting the lack of Jewish themes in YA that didnât fall under the category of WWII/Holocaust-based tragic stories. That does seem to very much be the trend⌠itâs difficult to find Jewish characters and societies in YA outside of the WWII narrative, and even then, theyâre often not the viewpoint character.
Enter STARGLASS and the upcoming sequel, STARBREAK, both by Phoebe North. These books begin on a generational starship that was founded based on Jewish religion and culture. The entire society is heavily steeped in Judaism, and itâs present throughout the novel(s). If this interests you, I recommend them!
[although I must do so with trigger warnings for depression and suicide]
STARBREAK will be released July 15.
These are inventive and gorgeously written books. Here's to Jews In Space!
What was that sound? That was my brain, nostalgexploding.