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Reluctant monster hunter.
A school project, an absentminded project partner, and a misplaced backpack all change 16-year-old Alex Finch's life forever.
In a single afternoon Alex finds the missing backpack, has a run-in with the boy she's had a crush on since first grade, and discovers that monsters are real.
What other secrets are hiding behind the facade of her ordinary California beach town?
Alex is about to find out.
“What do you mean, you lost them?”
Misty tossed her waist length blonde hair over one shoulder, five foot ten inches of perfect, lounging against the decorative arch leading into the school quad. She looked calm, but I could see the panic in those sky blue eyes. “I, you know, misplaced my backpack.”
Who does that? I took a deep breath, let it out, promised myself a new toy for Red if I didn’t punch her. “Do you remember where you misplaced it?”
“Um.” Now the panic spread across her face. This was not going to be pleasant. “I got on the bus near,” she looked around, as if some nefarious gossip was waiting to jump on every word. Yeah, I like words like nefarious. Sue me. “You know. The house.”
“The house.” My hands itched, wanting so badly to shake her until she started making sense. She lost the notes, my notes on the project. Notes I had been working on since the first day of the school year. Notes she shouldn’t even have. She was going to be accountable. “And that would be which house, out of the, oh, twenty thousand or so in Emmettsville?”
Misty raised one perfectly shaped blonde eyebrow. “Sarcasm is like a second language to you, isn’t it?” I looked at her, startled, and I have to say, impressed. I didn’t think she even knew what sarcasm was. “The McGinty house—it’s the closest bus stop to my gym. I must have set the backpack down when I was getting change for the bus. I didn’t mean to, Alex.” She did the pretty little pout that worked with every teacher at school. I was thankfully immune. “This assignment is important to me, too.”
“Okay.” I let out a sigh, partly because I knew she meant well, and partly to ease some of the desire to choke her blue. “Let’s go see if it’s still there.”
“But I have practice!” She bounced off the arch, ready to cheer for her right to avoid this. “We have a game on Friday, and as head, I have to—”
“You’re going with me.” I may be short, but I have this—tone. Mom calls it my “creep out the children” voice. Misty cringed like I had threatened her with imminent death. “We will hunt down the backpack, and you will not touch the notes again. Are we clear?”
She loves the supernatural, the odd and the strange, and writing about it is like going to a job she loves - no work and all fun.
She would love for you to join her as she hunts for monsters - real and imagined.
And there's the official biography, out of the way.
I love telling stories, and my four nephews have been a big influence in what I read, and now what I write.
Sliding into YA has been as easy fit, especially since I've been reading and loving it for years.
Alex Finch: Monster Hunter is the first book of a series I have been planning for a while, and I can't wait to introduce you to Alex and her rather quirky friends. :)
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