by
Anne Jamison
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GENRE: Young Adult
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BLURB:
Chicago
suburbs, 1985. The high school. The mall. The blood-stained Mercedes. Misogyny.
Homophobia. Class warfare. Cocaine.
(And the first semester
isn’t even over yet.)
The Jocks with their
pastel Izods. The Barbies. The loser Burnouts.
High school in the
1980s had rules. Barbies and Jocks can mix. Barbie cheerleaders steer clear of
the losers. Punks want to burn it all down.
Samantha Ward doesn't
love the rules, but she plays to win. So when a snarky Burnout goes after her
in a face-off, of course she fights back. Of course she fights mean. She may
not get his sex joke, but she knows he made one. About her. In front of the
entire cafeteria. And what's worse, she feels a tingle when she looks at
bad-boy Jason.
How could she know her
mean girl put-down would launch a war? Or that the school she knows hides a
darker world she never even dreamed of?
In Between Days is a
pitch-perfect story of first love, friendship, and enemies; of loyalty,
betrayal, and the power of secrets. This darkly funny, suspenseful tale is
perfect for fans of The Outsiders and The Breakfast Club.
"GRIPPING AND
UNPUTDOWNABLE." --Christina Lauren, international bestselling authors of
Dating You/Hating You “THIS WAS a bittersweet tumble into eighties high school
nostalgia, with all the angst, sexual tension and emotional confusion involved
with first love, and so well done it was a non-stop read to the end.… (Oh, and
one of the best first kisses I have EVER read...),” says one reviewer
Author's Note:
This is a historical novel that contains period language
that is, and was then, and should be, offensive.
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Exclusive Excerpt
”So who the hell are you, anyway?”
Everyone laughed. Dylan Dougherty totally lost it, stoned
off his ass as usual. Bogart just looked confused. Jason hoped he didn’t look
as confused as Bogart. Ever.
”I’ll give you a
clue. Seventh grade homeroom. Two seats over. One seat back.” Blue-haired girl
made each word a revelation.
Jason stared, blank to incredulous. “Prissy
all-my-clothes-are-pink-and-monogrammed-and-no-way-in-hell-are-you-her Hines?”
”The same. And that
is the last time you ever call me Prissy if you want to keep your balls somewhere
in the vicinity of your body, Jason Devlin.”
Jason put his hands up in surrender. “Dude.”
“Wrong again. Just Pris.”
Dylan’s eyes widened. “Like from fuckin’ Bladerunner? That
is so awesome. Like, dude. Not like I’m calling you that, but with the neon,
and those robots and time to die with the dove? Like, ‘Hi Roy,’ and Daryl
Hannah goes all apeshit on Han Solo’s ass?”
“I couldn’t have said it better myself.” Pris’s eyes
narrowed at the end of sentences like punctuation.
Dylan looked at Pris like she was an angel come to speak
only to him.
Jason shook his head. Prissy in Pink to blue-haired freak.
His mom used to work in the same office with her dad. Yeah, well. Things change
a lot in a few years.
First bell rang and the group started moving towards the
entrance. Jason whispered in Shelly’s ear. “Behind the bleachers. After school.
Bring a Coke.” She’d understand he’d have something to go in it. She nodded and
took off with Dylan to their lockers. Skinny and Not-Prissy turned with Jason.
They passed a knot of jocks and Barbies, no doubt planning
some after-school pep enhancement. Typically Jason ignored these kids, but he
caught a look off one of them, some muscly dude in a pink polo shirt, that made
his blood boil. The kid actually put his arm around one of the girls and
steered her protectively out of Jason’s path. Which she wasn’t in.
The vibe the dude was putting out wasn’t even like they were
a couple. He was just taking care of a pure young girl whose shadow needed to
be kept free of burnout footprints.
Turned out it was very thing Jason needed to focus his
free-floating morning rage outwards on a worthy target. I don’t wanna hang with
you either, dude, but I don’t feel the need to let you know you’re scum first
thing on a Monday morning. Maybe that was part of the problem. Maybe he should
feel that need.
Buy links:
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AUTHOR Bio and Links:
Anne Jamison is
the author of three critical books, including Fic: Why Fanfiction is Taking Over the World. She lives in Salt Lake City with her dogs, her son, and an
avant-garde poet. She is an English professor, but not the kind that corrects
your grammar (unless she is actively grading your paper). In Between Days is
her first novel.
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Thanks for reading and commenting! Honestly, it gets pretty intense in places and can go dark, in other places it's a lot lighter
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ReplyDeleteJohn Hughes died and I had a mild crisis, started writing Breakfast Club fanfiction, and then thought I would write a different novel set in the era, like in a neighboring high school, to include some different kids and storylines, things I thought that 80s movies left out. I had a teen daughter at the time, and she talked about it with me, asked questions, like that. Also I dug out a lot of old 80s music to listen to while writing.
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