I’m delighted that What I Couldn’t Tell You came joint third place in the first Ealing Teen Read Award with Alex Scarrow’s Re-Made. What joy! Huge congratulations to Ruta Sepetys for second place and the awesome Holly Bourne for coming first!
I also had the lovely news that What I Couldn’t Tell You made it onto the shortlist for the Lancashire Book of the Year 2017. You can see the shortlist of books by clicking HERE, and find out about taking part HERE.
AND the book also made the long list for the Southern Schools Book Awards 2017 too.
Both awards are voted for by students, and sit alongside a really impressive list of titles. It’s brilliant that What I Couldn’t Tell You is among them!
YASH Spring 2017: Tuesday April 4th – Sunday April 9th
I took part in the YA Scavenger Hunt this month. CONGRATULATIONS to April Rope, who was the overall winner on the PINK TEAM and also to Imane Dellale, Em Chang and Jothee Tan who also all won a copy of the US Edition of My Second Life in the Rafflecopter Giveaway I ran here on my website.
If you don’t know about the hunt it’s a brilliant event organised by US Author Colleen Houck. YA Fans can hop between various author teams collecting number clues and enter an almighty competition to win literally TONS OF BOOKS! What’s not to like about that? It’s a brilliant way to discover new authors and win books. It’ll be back again in the Autumn, so look out for it again then.
I was sent this brilliant poem by Keira-Joan Alexander from Elizabeth Garrett Anderson School in London, inspired by Emma’s character in My Second Life. I think it’s just brilliant so wanted to share it here. A huge thank you to Keira-Joan for agreeing that I can put it up on the website.
My life at first was full of fun
Nothing to ruin it could be done
Then my life turned around
When Catherine’s heart didn’t pound
Then we found Catherine dead
We all felt empty I cried and wept
Then she shouted I killed her
Was I really a murderer?
Only if she was still alive
I could avoid this awful fight
But still at the end of the night
It was the guilt that took my life.
By Keira-Joan Alexander
AND FINALLY, a big thank you to Faye Rogers for running such a stonking Blog Tour for What I Couldn’t Tell You in August, and to all the lovely bloggers who supported me and the book by taking part.
Do go and look at the Tour Wrap Up on Faye’s website if you missed any posts.
What I Couldn’t Tell You was published in May 2016, and the story centres around a 15 year old girl called Tessie, who is selectively mute.
The chances are you will not have heard of Selective Mutism, so I wanted to put some words down about it here.
“Selective Mutism (SM) is an anxiety disorder that prevents children speaking in certain situations such as at school or in public.” SMiRA (Selective Mutism Information and Research Association)
If someone has SM it doesn’t mean they don’t have language or that they are stubborn or wilful and are choosing not to speak. It’s that the anxiety that they feel around speaking in a public place is so acute that however much they want to speak, however desperate they might be to say something, they truly can’t.
“When I cannot see words curling like rings of smoke round me I am in darkness—I am nothing.” (Virginia Woolf, The Waves)
I first heard about SM when I listened to Sheri Pitman talking on the radio with her mother about her past experiences of suffering with SM. Sheri didn’t speak outside of her home for 9 years, and yet at home she would talk freely, just like any other member of the family. Home was a safe space. Outside of her home was not.
Hearing Sheri made me want to find out more about SM and my research led me to understand the condition more, and write What I Couldn’t Tell You. Here is an exclusive sneak peek from the book around what Tessie says about her SM when she describes it in the book:
The front door has to be PROPER SHUT for me to speak in my house. That’s just the way it is for me. The way it’s almost always been, since I was 5 years old. And no, I don’t know what started it and no one else knows either. I was shy. I was always a bit shy. I didn’t really talk much. I don’t think anyone even noticed that at first. But then I just stopped talking when I wasn’t at home, and when I was at home I only talked to the people I know really well – like my family and really close family friends. And by the time everyone noticed there was nothing I could do. If anyone talked to me, asked me to speak, I couldn’t. In fact it made it worse if people did. Way worse. I mean if you’re scared of spiders and I give you a spider, it’s not going to make you better, is it? And it’s the same with me and talking. If you try and talk to me, or ask me a question, you’re going to make it worse because all you’re doing is pushing me to try and do something I really can’t do. I’m selectively mute. Selective Mutism. That’s what they call it. Or SM, for short. Some people think I don’t have SM. They just think I’m really rude or really stubborn. They think I am choosing not to speak. And I guess that is how it looks – to them. But they don’t know how I feel when I’m outside my house. And the nightmare is, I can’t really tell them.
What I Couldn’t Tell You was published on 1 May 2016.
You can read the first two of Tessie’s chapters here
When love turns to jealousy, when jealousy turns to rage, when rage turns to destruction…
Laura was head over heels in love with Joe. But now Laura lies in a coma and Joe has gone missing. Was he the one who attacked her?
Laura’s sister Tessie is selectively mute. She can’t talk but she can listen. And as people tell her their secrets, she thinks she’s getting close to understanding what happened on that fateful night.
You can find out more about Selective Mutism by clicking on the link to SMiRA’s website above.