By day, I'm a user experience designer; by evenings/weekends, I write novels from my home in Scappoose, Ore. My newest is Awake in the World, due February 2019 from Roaring Brook Press; my most recent, Eleanor, was published by Crown in 2016 and has since been translated into German, Portuguese, and Turkish.
As the sun sets off the coast of the small California town of Orilla del Cielo, the silhouettes of oil rigs loom. Their shadows look jarring against the serene backdrop, their sharpness a reminder of unfulfilled promises. To Zach, they are also a reminder of loss—his father, an oil worker, drowned years earlier. With his family struggling to make ends meet, Zach feels he’s destined for a bleak future.
Until he meets Vanessa. She's an optimistic girl from a wealthy family whose sights are literally set on the stars. Inspired by her idol, Carl Sagan, she plans on studying astronomy at Cornell. But as oil prospectors in search of black gold know, the future is uncertain...and fortunes can always be flipped.
I'm not precious about my little sketches when I'm done with them; often I'll throw them away, and people will regard me with horror.
My office has one desk in it right now. My laptop is there, and a big monitor, and four big external hard drives, and a keyboard and Wacom tablet and…
In 1996, shortly after I graduated from high school, my parents announced we were going on a family vacation.
Felicia and I like to read to one another. We read The Time Traveler's Wife together when we began dating eleven years ago…
A few years ago, I was juggling three full-time gigs: designing software, writing novels, and designing book covers.
Several years ago, an independent author named Hugh Howey self-published a short story he called Wool.
Eleanor and Esmerelda are identical twins with a secret language all their own, inseparable until a terrible accident claims Esme’s life. Her family left in tatters, Eleanor is forced to grow up very quickly.
As the years pass, Eleanor’s painful reality begins to unravel. She tumbles out of her world and back, where time has flown by without her. Against her will, she slips away, leaving behind empty rooms.
Then Eleanor is torn from her world altogether—by a mysterious stranger, Mea, who reveals to Eleanor the weight of her family’s loss. Eleanor learns that her sister's death was not the first in her family—and unless Eleanor can master her strange new abilities, Esmerelda's may not be the last.