The Cavendish Home for Boys and Girls Blog Tour & Giveaway
The Cavendish Home for Boys and Girls by Claire Legrand – Blog Tour & Giveaway
Guys, I am so thrilled to have Claire Legrand on my blog today. She’s awesome, plus she gave me a cockroach hair pin at BEA, AND she’s sharing these hilarious scans of her first book on my blog today. I died looking at them and I know it’s going to have the same effect on you!
So don’t miss this post OR the giveaway at the end, and be sure to check out the other blogs on The Cavendish Home for Boys and Girls blog tour, the full list is here!
Also, click on the scans to see the bigger image!
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At the Cavendish Home for Boys and Girls, you will definitely learn your lesson. A dark, timeless, and heartfelt novel for fans of Coraline and The Mysterious Benedict Society.Victoria hates nonsense. There is no need for it when your life is perfect. The only smudge on her pristine life is her best friend Lawrence. He is a disaster—lazy and dreamy, shirt always untucked, obsessed with his silly piano. Victoria often wonders why she ever bothered being his friend. (Lawrence does too.)
But then Lawrence goes missing. And he’s not the only one. Victoria soon discovers that The Cavendish Home for Boys and Girls is not what it appears to be. Kids go in but come out…different. Or they don’t’ come out at all.
If anyone can sort this out, it’s Victoria—even if it means getting a little messy. – Goodreads
Claire’s First Books (or, Apparently All I Could Write About Were Horses)
by Claire Legrand, author of The Cavendish Home for Boys and Girls
So far, none of the books I’ve sold have featured horses much. I think a pair of carriage horses makes a cameo appearance in the opening pages of Winterspell, but that’s about it. No unicorns come to Victoria’s rescue at the Cavendish Home with a few thoughtful zaps of their horns or thunderous cries of virtue and justice. No pegasi fly her and Lawrence out of danger’s clutches. There are no sparkling hooves or majestic wings in Cavendish, no flaring nostrils or perfectly coiffed tails. (But I kind of think, even though she would never admit it, Victoria would totally be into unicorns. Maybe she even has a secret unicorn stash!)
This is a picture I drew in elementary school. Is it a unicorn? A pegasus? NO. PEGACORN. Or . . . UNISUS. No, definitely pegacorn. Also, MAJESTIC HAIR.
But when I was little? Horses are all I could write about. Check this out, my 3rd grade magnum opus:
The original of this included full-color illustrations, but the only copy I could find was this black-and-white one. (I made several, of course, and gifted them to my 1st-grade teacher and my elementary school librarian. You see, I was convinced I’d be a bestseller by 13, so obviously they’d want the first writings of the next literary wunderkind, right? Obviously.)
You can see that, from an early age, I was horribly obsessed with commas. I also dropped into this story as much as I could about the politics of horse herds, about which I was obviously an expert after devouring every Marguerite Henry and Black Stallion book I could find. Oh, and playing hours of this.
The logistics of Cinnamon and Ghost’s argument make no sense to me. Ghost wants to kick out Cinnamon, who’s still basically a teenager, but not one of the older horses? Because she, the younger and more virile, is somehow less beneficial to the herd? Wha? Also, I just realized that this is kind of a YA novel starring horses. This scene in particular screams adolescent angst. Also, gunshots! Drama!
Third chapter in (and mind you, these chapters are like two pages long, max), and Cinnamon’s already fallen in love. Girlfriend doesn’t waste time!
Two chapters later, Cinnamon and lover Dust have escaped, and then Dust dies of thirst! My love of not pulling punches, even to save beloved characters, begins. Consider yourself warned, general populace. Also, her tears are dripping off the end of his TAIL. This is tragic in so many ways.
The Journey concludes after many more adventures for Cinnamon, including being attacked by a panther, being caught in a tornado, and finding an orphaned filly (and according to my narration, that’s a baby girl horse) in a pile of flowers. Eventually, she makes it home and Ghost apologizes for being a jerkface.
I wrote The Journey in 3rd grade. I wrote this next book in 5th grade. It’s called Stranded! Please note the exclamation mark.
I bet I thought these chapter titles were so clever. LORD.
See how much I love spouting equestrian knowledge at my readers? In the first paragraph, no less! You can’t say I’m not informative.
Fully illustrated once again! My, this plane is remarkably intact.
Natasha and Alex spend the next few chapters making beds out of reeds and surviving wildfires. Then, one of the handlers from the airplane reappears! He and Alex proceed to wow the reader with exceptional dialogue. I mean, really stellar.
Sometime later—after Alex found a golden retriever puppy and named her Lady!—they spot a rescue helicopter! I like how Alex says the animals were “aroused by the commotion.” Mmm! The whir of helicopter blades. I mean, that’s certainly what gets me going.
(By the way, Lady was the name of my childhood dog, who dug out and ran away. My mom told me after I got home from school that day and gave me a Milky Way bar to placate me, which, let’s give credit where credit is due, was a good plan. But I didn’t eat it; instead, I walked around the neighborhood in tears, leaving pieces of Milky Way bar behind me like breadcrumbs in hopes that it would bring Lady home. To any dogs reading this: Don’t dig out and run away like ungrateful turdbuckets. You’ll break some kid’s heart.)
By the way, Alex and Natasha (and Lady!) were rescued. And Ben, who had committed suicide after showing up earlier in the story, to which Alex had no reaction whatsoever (I just . . . wow), showed up at the racetrack as a ghost and gives Alex a trophy just for making it back alive.
If that’s not quality storytelling, I don’t know what is. Also, check out these acknowledgments:
Yeah, guys. For those who don’t know what a “Trekkie” is. GAWD. Muggles. (That, by the way, is non-magic folk. You noobs.)
Also, my favorite food is definitely still pizza, but I’m not sure I ever actually saw all of 2010. I probably included it here to sound smart. As if Star Trek wasn’t enough.
All About Claire Legrand
Claire Legrand is a Texan living in New York City. She used to be a musician until she realized she couldn’t stop thinking about the stories in her head. Now a full-time writer, Claire can often be found typing with purpose on her keyboard or spontaneously embarking upon adventures to lands unknown. The Cavendish Home for Boys and Girls is her first novel, due out August 28 from Simon & Schuster Books For Young Readers. Her second novel, The Year of Shadows, a ghost story for middle grade readers, comes out August 2013. Her third novel, Winterspell, a young adult re-telling of The Nutcracker, comes out Fall 2014.
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Giveaway of The Cavendish Home for Boys and Girls
To win a hardcover copy of The Cavendish Home for Boys and Girls from Simon & Schuster Books For Young Readers, fill out the form below! Contest is U.S./Canada only. Ends September 12th.
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