Thursday, September 2, 2010
THE SECRET SOCIETY OF THE PINK CRYSTAL BALL by Risa Green
THE SECRET SOCIETY OF THE PINK CRYSTAL BALL is a fun read that will appeal to fans of THE SISTERHOOD OF THE TRAVELING PANTS. This book has it all - voice, mystery and romance. I predict girls everywhere are going to be BEGGING for the sequel, especially since it's set to feature my favorite character in the first book!
Risa graciously agreed to answer our random interview questions:
1. Tell us about your book in 140 characters or less.
140 characters – could you make it any harder??? I decided to do a haiku. Don’t tell anyone, but it’s actually 164 characters. Sorry.
Erin’s weird aunt dies
And leaves her an answer ball
The ball is magic
Mean girl, a strange guy
A hottie whom Erin likes
It is a teen book
Erin asks questions
The ball gets her in trouble
But it ends happy
2. Where did you get the idea for THE SECRET SOCIETY OF THE PINK CRYSTAL BALL? (As the official idea whores we have a vested interest here.)
I got the idea for this book in the most random way, which is, I’ve found, usually the best way. At my daughter’s school fair last year, she got as a prize a certain orb-shabed toy that rhymes with Tragic Weight Fall, and which is produced by a major toy company that rhymes with Schmattel. When you ask a yes or no question to this particular toy, a yes, no, or somewhat vague answer magically appears in a little window. Anyway, as we were leaving the fair, one of my daughter’s teachers told us to ask the toy if her son would find a girlfriend, which, of course, we dutifully did that night when we got home. The toy informed us that yes, he certainly would find a girlfriend, causing me to say aloud, wouldn’t it be cool if that really happened now? Which then caused me to say, wouldn’t that be a great idea for a book; a magic answer ball that really is magic and makes everything you ask it come true? And then my daughter and I (who was seven at the time) spent the next hour or so hashing out the beginning of a story.
3. Someone has a pair of scissors to your head (oooh, SCARY!) and you have to choose: Awesome title or gorgeous book cover?
Editorial Note from Lisa: Risa's answer is kind of hilarious because I actually sort of love this cover. I'm not sure I'd ever want to wear the skirt, but I'd definitely pick the book up in a bookstore. Proof that cover love is a highly subjective beast.
4. When did you know you had to be a writer?
I could totally lie and say that I knew I had to be a writer when I was seven and I wrote a book called Emily Packenberg, about a girl named, well, Emily Packenberg, whose life was pretty much exactly like my own. But the truth is, I came into my career as a writer totally by accident. I’ve always loved writing, but it never even occurred to me to try to become a professional writer, probably because my parents had brainwashed me into believing that the only two acceptable jobs in the universe were lawyer and doctor. So I became a lawyer, and within five minutes of passing the bar I knew that I would have to do something else, because everything about being a lawyer made me feel like I wanted to throw up every morning. So then I became a college counselor, which was a great job and I loved it, mostly because it involved quite a bit of writing. And also teenagers. But then I got pregnant, and I had a kid, and I wrote down some funny stories about how much I hated being pregnant and how I didn’t really like babies all that much. And then someone wanted to publish it as a novel, and so I rewrote it, and then I had another kid, and then all of a sudden I had a whole new career with fantastic hours for a mom of two little kids and really crappy pay. But I love it, and I have so much fun doing it, and I guess I’ve always been subconsciously making my way towards it, it just took me a few twists and turns to finally get here.
5. Twizzlers or M&Ms?
Ohhhh, this is a hard one. Because you see, I do love chocolate, and if I were stranded on a deserted island, I’d be okay, as long as I was also stranded along with a minibar. (For the chocolate, not the little bottles of booze. Although the little bottles might make for very cute message-sending devices). The thing about Twizzlers, though, is that I’m from Philadelphia, which is Twizzler country, but I live in California, and for the longest time here you could only get these fake, Twizzer-like things called Red Vines, which caused me to believe that the Twizzler people and the Red Vine people were involved in some sort of east of the Mississippi/west of the Mississippi price fixing conspiracy, which I was this close to anonymously reporting to the FTC. You can get Twizzlers in California now, but after so many years of being Twizzler deprived, I still get needlessly excited every time I see them at the movie theater concession stand. So, to answer your question, Twizzlers. But only if there’s also M & Ms.
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