Hello fans, friends and readers. This week my blog has been taken over by the wonderful Rebecca Odum, who has just released her new novel, Captured Minds. This is what she had to say about her latest offering and herself. Don't forget to scroll down to see a wonderful excerpt!
My name is RA
Odum and I found your blog through an author's group on facebook.
Oh, so you're
here to talk about your new book. What's it called and what's it about?
The novel is
called Captured Minds and it’s about a
girl who despite physical limitations fights to save her homeland from
something that could destroy her home forever.
What inspired this book? Where did you get the
idea for the characters and the plot?
I wanted to
write a book that celebrated being different and
embracing who we are as individuals. I wanted to show people that no matter
what size you are or if you have a disability you can make a difference.
I'm not sure
how I got the inspiration for Raven. She just
popped into my head three years ago and wouldn't
leave. I’ve always loved unique worlds, like the Wizard of Oz and I'd always
wanted to write a fantasy. I got the science fiction side of it from the TV
show Flashforward. In the show flashforward everyone in the world went unconscious for three minutes and when they woke up they
had no idea what happened. I thought that idea was so cool and wanted to put
the fantasy and science fiction together.
Are you working on a sequel?
Oh good gosh,
yes! My readers would murder me if I didn't.
The book market is saturated with indie novels, what makes your book stand out from the crowd. Why should people read it?
I write to
inspire. I don't write for fame or money. When i get a download I see another
person who will hopefully take something positive
from my book. What makes my book
different is my stories don't fit the usual YA mold. I don't have romance or
cussing or graphic violence in my stories.
I want people of all ages to
enjoy--okay maybe not little kids but ten and up.
There are some great stories with those aspects in it but I think I can tell a
good story without all of that. I love strong female characters and I want to
show that they can stand on their own. Girl power, baby!
Have you got any other
projects in the pipeline that you would like to tell us about?
Well I'm
editing the sequel and during the break from that, I started a new novel. I am
not ashamed to say the new novel was inspired by the movie Frozen. There's no
snow in it--not magic snow anyway-- but there is a
queen. I'm having so much fun writing it! I can't wait for people to read it!
It's consuming my brain at the moment!
If you were a biscuit, what type would you be?
Chocolate,
hands down! Love me some chocolate!
About Captured Minds:
Living a peaceful life is supposed to be ideal, but what if it’s what makes
you the perfect victim? For the last
decade, famine has had the thriving land of Zoar in its grip. With money and
food dwindling, seventeen-year-old Raven Montgomery longs for something more
than working in the library. Driven by her love of learning, she enters a
competition hosted by the Other World, where she will test her knowledge in
order to win supplies Zoar desperately needs.
Before she can do so, Zoar’s ruler is killed, and hours later the Other
World closes its door. Raven can’t believe the two events are connected. Yet,
when she stumbles across Other World technology that holds classified
information, she learns there may be more to the competition than meets the
eye. Sure that her ruler’s death is somehow linked, she now faces the challenge
of revealing the truth behind the Other World’s sinister ways before both lands
are changed forever.
Excerpt From The Book:
Union
City, Zoar
“Imagine never opening a textbook or sitting at a
desk. Imagine having the information you learn in school being handed to you
without lifting a finger. For the kids of today and tomorrow, this can be a
reality….”
The
words blurred together and Raven Montgomery rubbed her eyes. No homework? No
tests? She squinted at the tiny writing in the right hand corner. New York, it read.
That’s in the Other World. Maybe it’s magic after all.
On
the bedside table, her mirror flashed green. She snatched it up and found a new
message. She touched the screen, and the Ruler’s face appeared.
“Good
evening, Zoarians. I am pleased to announce that starting at nine tomorrow
morning, the Competition Board will be accepting applications.”
Raven
turned off the mirror and took in her wall-to wall bookshelves. In less than an
hour, she’d gather with kids who owned as many books as she did. Today she wasn’t the lone girl no
one understood, unable to control her need to voice the information running
through her head.
Bet everyone there can pick up one of their books and
recall every single word of information on every page.
She
slowly moved to her chair and was halfway to the closet when her bedroom door
opened. Her older sister, Kate strode into the room, already dressed in a
white short-sleeved dress, a black belt around her waist. She'd pinned her
long, straight red hair in a bun. What stood out most was the red
lipstick, almost like blood next to her whitish complexion. Raven bit back a
laugh. She looked like one of those women in the magazines she’d found in the
attic once—perfectly put together.
“What?”
Kate cocked her head to the side. “Stop looking at me like that. I want to look
my best.”
Raven’s
giggle died, and she put on her signature pout, used only in the presence of
her family. Since when did Kate care about looking her best?
“And
I don’t? Gee, thanks.” She glided her hand along the row of dresses. “I
have no idea what to wear. Where’s Ava? She promised she’d help.” She usually
threw on the first unwrinkled dress, much to her other sister’s dismay, but
today was important.
“Ava
said to wear this.” Kate tossed a solid blue short-sleeved dress onto the
bed. “Hurry! Mom said we gotta leave in an hour.” She patted
Raven’s shoulder and walked out of the room.
Raven
peeled off her nightshirt and slipped on the dress. She ran a brush through her
long, straight black hair, pulled it back into a high ponytail and dug out her
heels from the back of the closet. With the folded application in her
pocket, she made her way into the living room. Ava, Kate’s twin, sat on the
couch with her best friend Maggie Tisdale,who was clad in her favorite red dress
and black heels. Maggie’s long blonde hair wasn’t in its usual
braid, but flowed freely down her shoulders.
“There
you are.” Ava said with a smile. “You both look beautiful. Blue is the perfect
color on you. Brian says there’s already a line.” She wrapped her
flowered robe around herself, her red hair in a messy bun—a far cry from the
usual dresses, makeup and fancy heels she wore every day.
“Let’s
go! We’ll be waiting in line until next Tuesday,” Maggie said, tugging on
Raven’s arm. “I want to get there before I lose my nerve.”
Raven
started for the door, but a sharp pain slicing through her temple and down her
right arm and leg made her freeze. In all the excitement, she hadn’t
anticipated pain this early.
How stupid can I be? Mom will probably make me take my
chair, too.
Tears
prickled her eyelids, but she refused to let them fall. She stood at Kate’s
waist. People already jumped to conclusions.
“Here,
honey.” Her mother’s hands were steady as she injected Raven with the needle
and took a step back. “Let me get a picture of you two.”
Raven
sighed and put her arms around Maggie’s shoulders, their heads touching.
There was no one else could she stand next to and not feel like an insect.
Since Maggie’s family had moved in across the street four years ago, the two
were inseparable. She was grateful every day to have someone to share her
unusual height, brittle bones, pain that felt like needles down her legs
and arms and headaches with. Not to mention the need of a wheelchair.
I better not need it today.
“Okay.
All done. Go have fun.”
“Thanks!”
Raven followed Maggie outside. At the end of the drive a carriage waited, its
doors open. Brian, Ava’s fiancĂ©, stood next to it clad in his green Guard’s
uniform. His light brown hair was slicked back, a mischievous glint in his
brown eyes.
“You’re
the best guy Ava could’ve picked to marry,” Raven said. She dangled the folded
up piece of paper in his face. “You think your new job can get me instant
results?”
Brian
laughed and patted her arm. “Not a chance, little lady.” He opened the door and
helped her and Maggie inside. “I’ll be up front with the driver.”
She
took in the familiar scenes of the city as the carriage bounced down the
street: people walking along the sidewalks past the one-story brown houses that
lined the street on both sides, children holding hands as they walked to the
schoolhouse, parents on their way to work. It wasn’t hard to pick out those
that were turning in their application. People dressed up for the occasion. To
have your name picked to take the exam was an honor, and everyone took it
seriously. The square already swarmed with people when they approached the
palace and the carriage stopped a few blocks away. The line ran down the
sidewalk, past the diner and clothing store.
The
early morning breeze blew a strand of hair into her face as Brian lifted her
out of the carriage. Once Maggie was down, the two linked arms and made their
way to the back of the line. The sun radiated intense heat from a light purple
sky, and Raven fanned her face.
“I’ll
see you shortly.” Brian waved and disappeared through the gate to join
the other guards. The line inched forward and Raven could not hold back a grin.
In a few short minutes they’d deliver their application.
“I’m
so nervous,” Maggie said, twirling her hair around her left hand. “Why did I
let you talk me into this?”
Raven
gently took Maggie’s hand in her own. “You’ll be fine. We both will. We can do
this.” The line started to move and she pulled Maggie after her.
“Everyone,
please hand your application to the nearest guard and be on your way,” a
guardsman shouted.
Murmurs
floated through the crowd as Raven searched for Brian. He’d know what the
announcement was about. He arrived by their side seconds later, his expression
grave.
“What’s
happening?” she blurted.
“The
Ruler was found dead.”
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