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by Lupe Fernandez
Yuba River - This is your foreign correspondent bringing you latest news from the wild north, where mountain lions roam and rushing rivers foam. Contrary to certain rumors begun by certain members of a certain blog that shall remain nameless, I was conducting a behavior study titled The Effects of Hydrodynamic Stimuli on Literary Comprehension, known in the civilian circles as reading on a river. But not just any river. Last August, right after the 2012 SCBWI Conference, I accompanied the Aguilera Family on their annual Yuba River camping trip. I proposed to test the effectiveness of reading a YA novel while surrounding by mountains, forests, river, and people having fun.
For my test material, after careful and assiduous consideration, I choose Pretty Little Liars by Sara Shepard. I know what you're thinking. You're thinking, "Hey, Mr. Former Mexican-In-Residence and Part-Time Macho Man. Why are you reading about four rich teenage girls haunted by their secrets?"
Author Sara Shepard delivered a keynote address at the Summer Conference. She was humorous and insightful. So I bought the book and got her autograph. I asked her so many questions that her "minder" politely asked me to come back another time, as I was hogging her time. What important topic was I discussing with Ms. Shepard? Sex, of course.
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Despite the splash and dash of the cold, roaring water, I accomplished my task of reading about Aria, Spencer, Emily and Hanna tormented by texts by the mysterious "-A." The author's voice had an eerie, but playful quality. According to Ms. Shepard, the TV series follows a different story line from the book, though the TV series works on the same premise.
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How about you, dear reader? Where do you crack open a book and turn the pages? Some dark, dank dreary local? Some bright, cheerful enclave? Where do you read? Maybe someone is watching.
As the mysterious "-A" texts the four Pretty Little Liars, "I'm still here, bitches. And I know everything."
This is your Foreign Correspondent signing off from the Northern Hinderlands.
Today I will be reading on Amtrak between Portland, Or and Edmunds, Wa. then on a Ferry to Kingston, Wa and then on a bus to Port Angeles.
ReplyDeleteHad we known the foreign correspondent would be living so large in Northern California, we might have chosen a quieter locale such as Guam.
ReplyDeleteI've been known to take books into the hot springs at the Two Bunch spa, where I vacationed with my friends Anne and Rose, and the books did get a little damp. But how am I supposed to relax if I don't have a book????
ReplyDeleteExactly. If you get a massage at the spa, does the masseuse read over your shoulder?
DeleteSincerely,
Oil of Orale
Hilarious. I love the image of you paddling across a river with a ziplocked book in your teeth. I bet it got scary, all alone on the river reading messages from "-A."
ReplyDeleteI usually read on my couch, but sometimes on the bus or the cycling machine at the gym . . . Once, my leg fell asleep--well, that's happened lots of times, but once, my leg fell asleep and I stood up and fractured my foot.
Rita,
DeleteI felt like Tarzan swimming across crocodile infested waters with a knife between my teeth. Alas, the only danger I faced crossing the Yuba River was small sucker fish.
I remember you arriving at the Harbinger book signing with a cast. Hmmm...I thought the accident was from martial arts session gone amok.
Sincerely,
Duck Pond
I began reading WONDER on the beach at Point Dume under a well-positioned umbrella, watching the waves crash and the rock climbers manuver up the face of the rock in 90 degree heat. Then, I went for a swim!
ReplyDeleteDear Deborah,
DeleteDid you take the book with you into the water? Sea water conducts metaphors better than fresh water.
Sincerely,
Semi-Used Water
It's about time someone considered the importance of setting in reading a novel. Setting in writing is so passé.
ReplyDeleteWhenever I read, I make sure I'm setting down.
DeleteSincerely,
Improper Tense