Spotlight on Bang by Barry Lyga, Plus Excerpt & Giveaway!

Spotlight on Bang by Barry Lyga, Plus Excerpt & Giveaway!

Today we're spotlighting Barry Lyga's novel, BangRead on for more about Barry and his novel, plus an excerpt, and giveaway!



Meet Barry Lyga!

Called a “YA rebel-author” by Kirkus Reviews, Barry Lyga has published seventeen novels in various genres in his eleven-year career, including the New York Times bestselling I Hunt Killers. His books have been or are slated to be published in more than a dozen different languages in North America, Australia, Europe, and Asia.

After graduating from Yale with a degree in English, Lyga worked in the comic book industry before quitting to pursue his lifelong love of writing. In 2006, his first young adult novel, The Astonishing Adventures of Fanboy and Goth Girl, was published to rave reviews, including starred reviews from Booklist and School Library Journal. Publishers Weekly named Lyga a “Flying Start” in December 2006 on the strength of the debut.

His second young adult novel, Boy Toy, received starred reviews in SLJPublishers Weekly, and KirkusVOYA gave it its highest critical rating, and the Chicago Tribune called it “…an astounding portrayal of what it is like to be the young male victim.” His third novel, Hero-Type, according to VOYA “proves that there are still fresh ideas and new, interesting story lines to be explored in young adult literature.”

Since then, he has also written Goth Girl Rising (the sequel to his first novel), as well as the Archvillain series for middle-grade readers and the graphic novel Mangaman (with art by Colleen Doran).

His latest series is I Hunt Killers, called by the LA Times “one of the more daring concepts in recent years by a young-adult author” and an “extreme and utterly alluring narrative about nature versus nurture.” The first book landed on both the New York Times and USA Today bestsellers lists.

Lyga lives and podcasts near New York City with his wife, Morgan Baden, and their nigh-omnipotent daughter. His comic book collection is a lot smaller than it used to be, but is still way too big.

Meet Bang!
A chunk of old memory, adrift in a pool of blood.
Sebastian Cody did something horrible, something no one--not even Sebastian himself--can forgive. At the age of four, he accidentally shot and killed his infant sister with his father's gun.
Now, ten years later, Sebastian has lived with the guilt and horror for his entire life. With his best friend away for the summer, Sebastian has only a new friend--Aneesa--to distract him from his darkest thoughts. But even this relationship cannot blunt the pain of his past. Because Sebastian knows exactly how to rectify his childhood crime and sanctify his past. It took a gun to get him into this.
Now he needs a gun to get out.
Unflinching and honest, Bang is the story of one boy and one moment in time that cannot be reclaimed, as true and as relevant as tomorrow's headlines. Readers of This is Where It EndsThe Hate List, and Forgive Me, Leonard Peacock will appreciate this extraordinary novel.
''Heartbreaking and brutally compelling.'' --Kirkus Reviews, starred review

''[A] raw exploration of persistent social stigmas, a beautiful study of forgiveness, and an unflinching portrait of a parent's worst nightmare.'' -Publishers Weekly, starred review

''Lyga tackles a number of relevant issues in this heartbreaking novel, including gun control, suicide, and religious and racial prejudice. The pain and anguish Sebastian feels every day are raw and chafing, and the chemistry between Sebastian and Aneesa is tender and realistic.'' -School Library Journal, starred review

''Lyga manages his intensely emotional material well, creating in Sebastian a highly empathetic character....'' -Booklist


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A little more than a week into summer vacation, I’ve managed to keep myself together. It’s not time. Not yet. Still waiting for the Yes to come at night, waiting patiently. I have nothing but time. I have the rest of my life, literally. 
I get some e-mails from Evan. I keep up with his Instagram and Tumblr. That helps. 
It’s not that I’m trying to forestall things, but I’m not not trying either. I’m exercising control. There are no rules. Nothing to say I can’t try to enjoy one last week, one last month. There are books to read and movies to watch and things still worth experiencing, for now. 
A job is not one of those things. I’m not going to spend my last days on earth at work. I’ve convinced my mother that I deserve at least a small break, a caesura, if you will, between the end of school and the beginning of my “productive endeavor,” whatever that will be. She’s backed off for a little while, but I know that won’t last. 
I can’t tell Mom. Can’t tell her that her insistence on my productivity doesn’t matter. That her insistence that I think about my future doesn’t matter. None of that matters. 
I won’t be around in the future. The decision has already been made. I won’t be around. Whether it’s now or in a week or in a few months. 
It’s going to happen. Soon. 
I’m almost relieved.
One of my more annoying but—in perspective— mellow failings as a son is that I never, ever think to get the mail. It just never occurs to me because mail is mostly bills (for Mom), catalogs (for Mom), and junk mail (for Mom or “Resident”). Mail doesn’t ping my radar. 
So even though I’ve been home all day with nothing to do, it still falls to Mom to trek down to the end of the driveway when she gets home and fish the mail out of the box. 
Today, she comes in, shuffling the deck of mail. I feel my usual momentary pang of guilt for not getting the mail earlier. And she looks up at me quizzically and asks, “Do you know someone named ‘Fahim’?” 
It takes a moment to break through. “Yeah. Yeah, I do.” 
The envelope is small. Thank-you card sized. My name is printed in such neat, regimented letters that for a moment I think it’s a font, but I can feel the slight, irregular indentations from the pen. 
“Are you going to fondle it or are you going to open it?” Mom asks.
I tear it open. Inside is a top-fold card with an American flag waving over script that reads, Join us on the fourth . . . 
Inside, a list of what-when-where-who, with handwritten answers:
WHAT: Fourth of July Cookout WHEN:  Fourth of July, of course! :) Starting at one p.m. 
WHERE: 149 Fox Tail Drive 
WHO: The Fahim Family
And a postscript: why—Just our way of saying hello to our new neighbors! 
And then another postscript, this one in a different ink and in a different handwriting: Whatever you do, don’t ride your bike here. I want you to make it in one piece. —Aneesa
That night, I look up my name online. Sebastian means nothing more exotic or interesting than “from the town of Sebaste.” My name is pointless. 
I look up Aneesa, too, and I can’t help it—I smile. It’s nice. 
So, yes, I’ll go to the party. I’ll see her again. Because . . . Well, I guess just because I want to.
I spend the days between the invite and the party playing old video games I pirated online. They’re so old that the hardware to run them hasn’t been made since my parents were kids—games like Pitfall II and Cosmic Ark and Atlantis. You have to download the ROMs from sketchy sites, then run them with an emulator that tricks your MacBook into thinking it’s a two-kilobyte Atari 2600 from 1980. 
I am loathe to admit it, but this love of all things old stems from my father. Old junk from his childhood, left crammed into Lola’s room, just waiting to be unearthed by a bored kid with too much time on his hands. Things from another era, an era that predated me and anything I’d ever done or imagined. They seemed to be from a better world. 
And suddenly I was obsessed, haunting garage sales and estate sales and the corners of the Internet for this stuff. Like the games. I love these old games. The simplicity of them. You master them. You play them. You play until you lose. There’s no complicated button combos or secret cheat codes or hidden trophies to collect. The achievement lies in lasting as long as you can, until you die. 
Like life. 
Last as long as you can. Hold on as long as possible. And there’s no shame in losing, because everyone loses. It’s just that everyone has a different score. And the scores don’t really matter after all. They disappear when you turn off the game.
Excerpted from BANG © Copyright 2017 by Barry Lyga. Reprinted with permission. All rights reserved.
Read more excerpts from BANG and find out more about Barry Lyga on the blog tour!
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Mundie Moms (4/27)





By: Barry Lyga

Release Date: April 18, 2017 


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John on Thursday, 06 April 2017 21:05

The cover intrigued me, and the synopsis told me that here, here is a book!

The cover intrigued me, and the synopsis told me that here, here is a book!
Donia Eskander on Tuesday, 18 April 2017 23:50

The synopsis took my breath away. I'm so excited to read this book! The cover tells you that the book has to do with guns.

The synopsis took my breath away. I'm so excited to read this book! The cover tells you that the book has to do with guns.

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