I finally did it! Almost six months later than I planned, I finished a workable draft of my second contemporary YA romance, THE TRICK TO LANDING! This story, set at the same high school as THE ART OF FALLING, has been one of the hardest things I've ever written.
Something about these characters has made me doubt myself more than usual. I want so much to tell their story well. I want to do them justice. When I started writing back in July, before I even signed my publishing deal, I expected it to come as easily as FALLING had. Instead, I've learned (once again) that every story is different and the process evolves with every draft.
|It's Only Me. by estherfidock|
|Welcome to Zenithia by iNeedChemicalX|
Sixteen-year-old skater Summer O'Neill wants to forget her past on the half pipe, blazing new trails in a sport that doesn't exactly welcome girls. But her failures - on the pipe and off - seemed destined to keep her from soaring. When she meets Bastian, a boy who wants a future beyond the bleeding disorder that defines his life, they'll both need to live in the moment or lose the fragile bonds that tie them together.
Forty days and forty nights/I waited for a girl like you to come and save my life
Singing without tongues/Screaming without lungs/I want more than my desperation
Tomorrow cannot be like this/And even though it’s such a simple world/tomorrow cannot be like this.
Nobody on the road/Nobody on the beach/I feel it in the air/The summer's out of reach
The wistful, aching quality of this song perfectly set the mood for this story. There are points when both Bastian and Summer need to let the other go and make mistakes before they can really be ready for a relationship. I think that's what this song has always been about for me. Plus, I love the Ataris.
I realize we both could get hurt/But the payoffs worth the risk/Like smelling your perfume on my shirt/And to taste your trembling kiss
This is a perfect ode to those in between times in a relationship. Maybe you're together, maybe not, but everything is in flux and it simply can't stay there. There's anger and hurt mixed up with hope and longing. These poor characters spend a lot of time there.
Spin - Lifehouse
When I'm dead and buried/I don't want you to remember me/We're flesh and blood
While our blood's still young/It's so young, it runs
And now you swear that you're being honest/but you're not honest/and you never could be
This song sounds to me like that moment in a teen movie when our characters dance together at the prom. The whole school moves towards the edges, leaving the couple alone in the center of the room, under the glow of the spotlight, totally wrapped in each other yet the center of every bit of attention. It's beautiful and terrifying and overwhelming. Nothing is ever as big or as important again. At the very end of Summer and Bastian's story, this is the moment. THE moment. Writing it made me cry.