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Author Chat with E.B. Vickers (Fadeaway), Plus Giveaway! ~ (US Only)

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  Today we're excited to chat with E.B. Vickers author of Fadeaway.  Read on for more about E.B, her book, plus an giveaway!          Meet E.B. Vickers ! E.B. Vickers grew up in a small town in the Utah desert, where she spent her time reading, playing basketball,...
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Four Things You Didn't Know About Wildlife Rescue! + Win A Copy of Rescue at Lake Wild (Terry Lynn Johnson) ~ (US Only)

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Today we're excited to spotlight Rescue at Lake Wild  by Terry Lynn Johnson!  Read on for more about Terry and her book, an guest post, plus an giveaway!        Meet Terry Lynn Johnson !    Terry Lynn Johnson writes about the wild with the wisdom and passion of someone...
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Waiting on Wednesday ~ April 28, 2021

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Waiting on Wednesday is a weekly event that is hosted by Jill at Breaking the Spine and spotlights upcoming releases that we're eagerly anticipating.     *Samantha’s Choice* (YABC Promotions Manager)    Blackout Authors:  Dhonielle Clayton, Tiffany D. Jackson, Nic Stone, Angie Thomas, Ashley Woodfolk, and Nicola Yoon Expected publication:  June...
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Author Chat with Bruce Coville (The Thief Of Worlds), Plus Giveaway! ~ (US Only)

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  Today we're excited to chat with Bruce Coville author of The Thief Of Worlds.  Read on for more about Bruce, his book, plus an giveaway!          Meet Bruce Coville ! BRUCE COVILLE is  the  author of 101 books for children and young adults, including  the  international bestseller ...
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Awesome, loved My Teacher Is An Alien when I was a kid, looking forward to this!
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Author Chat with Brittney Morris (The Cost of Knowing), Plus Giveaway! ~ (US Only)

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  Today we're excited to chat with Brittney Morris author of The Cost of Knowing.  Read on for more about Brittney, her book, plus an giveaway!          Meet Brittney Morris ! Brittney Morris is the author of SLAY. She holds a BA in economics from Boston University because...
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I love the cover and the book sounds really interesting!
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Author Of The Week: Chat with Naomi Kritzer (Chaos On CatNet), Plus Giveaway! ~ (US Only)

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Welcome to our weekly special feature post,  Author Of The Week !! Each week we will be interviewing a different YA author and highlighting their upcoming release! We will also be hosting a giveaway of the book we are highlighting!!         Introducing Naomi Kritzer  YABC's Author of the...
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YABC Staff's Current Reads ~ April 26, 2021

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Hello YABC'ers! Welcome to the weekly post by the Staff at YA Books Central called Current Reads Monday! We love everything bookish and just wanted to share with our readers what books we are currently reading and obsessing about! So check out what books the YABC Staff are currently reading below...
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Featured Review: Go the Distance (Jen Calonita)

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About This Book: What if Meg had to become a Greek god? After Hercules proves he's a true hero and regains his godship, all seems right in the world. That is, until Zeus tells Meg that she can't be with Hercules because she's, well, mortal. Luckily, Hera has a solution, offering...
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Featured Review: Somewhere Between Bitter and Sweet (Laekan Zea Kemp)

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About This Book: I'm Not Your Perfect Mexican Daughter meets Emergency Contact in this stunning story of first love, familial expectations, the power of food, and finding where you belong. Penelope Prado has always dreamed of opening her own pastelería next to her father's restaurant, Nacho's Tacos. But her mom and...
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Spotlight on The Great Godden (Meg Rosoff), Excerpt, Plus Giveaway! ~ (US Only)

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Today we're excited to spotlight The Great Godden by Meg Rosoff.

 Read on for more about Meg and her book, an excerpt, plus an giveaway! 

 

 

 

Meet Meg Rosoff!

Meg Rosoff is the author of How I Live Now, winner of the Michael L. Printz Award. She is a recipient of the Carnegie Medal and the Astrid Lindgren Memorial Award and was named a National Book Award Finalist for her novel Picture Me Gone. Meg Rosoff also completed Mal Peet’s unfinished novel Beck, a promise she made him before he died. She lives in London.

 

Visit her website for more info! 

 


 

 

Meet The Great Godden!

       

This is the story of one family during one dreamy summer—the summer when everything changes. In an eccentric, turreted vacation house by the sea, our watchful narrator sees everything, including many things that shouldn’t be seen, while brothers and sisters, parents and theatrical older cousins fill the hot days with wine and tennis and sailing and planning a wedding. Enter two brothers, the sons of a fading film actress—irresistibly charming, languidly sexy Kit and surly, silent Hugo. Suddenly there’s a serpent in this paradise, and the consequences will be devastating. In a propulsive narrative carrying intrigue and a growing sense of unease, Meg Rosoff, best-selling author of the iconic How I Live Now, offers a summer tale of innocence lost that will find its place among the classics of young adult literature.

From National Book Award Finalist Meg Rosoff comes a lyrical, compulsively readable coming-of-age tale that is heady, irresistible, and timeless.

 

 

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Everyone talks about falling in love like it’s the most miraculous, life-changing thing in the world. Something happens, they say, and you know. You look into the eyes of your beloved and see not only the person you’ve always dreamed you’d meet, but the you you’ve always secretly believed in, the you that inspires longing and delight, the you no one else really noticed before.

That’s what happened when I met Kit Godden. I looked into his eyes and I knew.

Only, everyone else knew too. Everyone else felt exactly the same way.

 

Every year when school ends we jam the car full of indispensable junk and head to the beach. By the time six people have crammed their bare essentials into the car, Dad says he can’t see out the windows and there’s no room for any of us, so half of everything is removed but it doesn’t seem to help; I always end up sitting on a tennis racket or a bag of shoes. By the time we set off, everyone’s in a foul mood.

The drive is a nightmare of shoving and arguing and Mum shouting that if we don’t all pipe down she’s going to have a breakdown and once a year Dad actually pulls

over to the side of the road and says he’ll just sit there till everyone shuts the **** up.

We’ve been coming to the beach since we were born, and on the theory that life existed even before that, Dad’s been coming since he was a child, and Mum since she met Dad and gave birth to us four.

The drive takes hours but eventually we come off the motorway and that’s when the mood changes. The familiarity of the route does something to our brains and we start to whine silently, like dogs approaching a park. It’s half an hour precisely from the roundabout to the house and we know every inch of landscape on the way. Bonus points are earned for deer or horses glimpsed from car windows or an owl sitting on a fence post or Harry the Hare hopping down the road. Harry frequently appears in the middle of the road on the day we arrive and then again on the day we leave — incontrovertible proof that our world is a sophisticated computer simulation.

There’s no such thing as a casual arrival. We pull

into the grass drive, scramble out of the car, and then shout and shove our way into the house, which smells of ancient upholstery, salt, and musty stale air till we open all the windows and let the sea breeze pour through in waves

 

 

The first conversation always goes the same way:

 

MUM (dreamy): I miss this place so much. KIDS: So do we!

DAD: If only it were a little closer. KIDS: And had heat.

MUM (stern voice): Well, it’s not. And it doesn’t. So stop dreaming.

 

No one bothers to mention that she’s the one who brings the subject up every time.

Mum’s already got out the dustpan and is sweeping dead flies off the windowsills while Dad puts food away and makes tea. I run upstairs, open the drawer under my bed, and pull on last summer’s faded sweatshirt. It smells of old house and beach and now so do I.

Alex is checking bat-box cameras on his laptop and Tamsin’s unpacking at superhuman speed because Mum says she can’t go down to see her horse until everything’s put away. The horse doesn’t belong to her but she leases him for the summer and would save him in a fire hours before she’d save any of us.

Mattie, who’s recently gone from too-big features and no tits to looking like a sixteen-year-old sex goddess, has changed into sundress and wellies and is drifting

 

 

around on the beach because she sees her life as one long Instagram post. At the moment, she imagines she looks romantic and gorgeous, which unfortunately she does.

There’s a sudden excited clamor as Malcolm and Hope arrive downstairs to welcome us to the beach. Gomez, Mal’s very large, very mournful basset hound, bays at the top of his lungs. Tamsin and Alex will be kissing him all over, so really you can’t blame him.

Mal clutches two bottles of cold white wine and while everyone is hugging and kissing, Dad mutters, “It’s about time,” abandons the tea, and goes to find a corkscrew. Tam hurls herself at Mal, who sweeps her up in his arms and swings her around like she’s still a little girl.

Hope makes us stand in order of age: me, Mattie, Tamsin, and Alex. She steps back to admire us all, saying how much we’ve grown and how gorgeous we all are, though it’s obvious she’s mainly talking about Mattie. I’m used to being included in the gorgeous- Mattie narrative, which people do out of politeness. Tam snorts and breaks rank, followed by Alex. It’s not like we don’t see them in London, but between school and work, and what with living in completely different parts of town, it happens less than you might think.

 

 

“There’s supper when you’re ready,” Hope calls after them.

Dad wipes the wineglasses with a tea towel, fills them, and distributes the first glass of the summer to the over-eighteens, with reduced rations for Mattie, Tamsin, and me. Alex reappears and strikes like a rat snake when Hope leaves her glass to help Mum with a suitcase. He downs it in two gulps and slithers away into the under- brush. Hope peers at the empty glass with a frown but Dad just fills it again.

Everyone smiles and laughs and radiates optimism. This year is going to be the best ever — the best weather, the best food, the best fun.

The actors assembled, the summer begins.

 

Our house is picturesque and annoying in equal measure. For one thing it’s smaller than it looks, which is funny because most houses are the opposite. My great-great-grandfather built it for his wife as a wedding present in 1913, constructed in what Mum calls Post- Victorian-Mad-Wife-in-the-Attic style. It stayed in the family till the 1930s, when my ancestor had to sell it to pay off gambling debts. His son (my great-grandfather) bought it back twenty years later, restored the original periwinkle blue, and thereafter everyone refrained from mentioning the time it left the family. He also built a

house down the beach for family overflow, which is now owned by Hope. Since Mal came on the scene, we think of it as their house, even though technically it’s not.

Our house was built as a summer place, a kind of folly, not to be lived in year-round, so we don’t. It’s drafty, has no insulation, and the pipes freeze if you don’t drain them and fill the toilets with antifreeze in November, but we love every tower and turret and odd- shaped window and even the short staircase that ends in a cupboard. My great-great-grandfather must have had a great-great sense of humor because everything in the house is pointlessly idiosyncratic. But you can see the sea from nearly every window.

My bedroom is the watchtower. Most people wouldn’t want it because it’s ridiculously small, no room to swing a rat. Someone tall enough could touch all four walls at once by lying flat with arms and legs out- stretched. The tower comes with a built-in captain’s bed and a ladder, and the ladder goes up to a tiny widow’s walk, so named because women needed a place to walk while gazing out to sea through the telescope, waiting for their husbands to come back. Or not. Hence widow. I am the possessor of the brass telescope that belonged to my great-grandfather. He was in the navy and in his later years spent a lot of time doing what

 

 

I do — standing in the square tower with his tele- scope trained outward. I have no idea what he saw — probably the same things I do: boats, Jupiter, owls, hares, foxes, and the occasional naked swimmer. It’s kind of an unwritten rule that the telescope goes with the room. No one takes a vote; it just gets handed to the right per- son. Theoretically, the telescope and the room might have gone to Mattie, Tamsin, or Alex, but it didn’t.

There are lots of traditions in my family, like the passing down of this house and the passing down of the telescope. On the other hand, we’re distinctly lack- ing in the kind of traditions grand families have, like naming every oldest son Alfred or being feebleminded, and there’s no sign of the gambling gene reemerging, so that’s kind of a relief. But, wobble aside, when it comes to keeping property in the family from one generation to the next we’re practically on a par with the Queen.

On the other side of the house is a turret. Before we four were born, Mum and Dad used the turret as a bedroom, which was romantic but impractical as it threatens to blow away from the house altogether in a high wind. About five years ago they moved down a floor to a room-shaped room over the kitchen. Mum makes costumes for the National Opera, so the turret became her summer workroom. Alex’s room is across

 

 

the hall and everyone calls it the cutthroat. I used to think that was because of some murky historical murder, but Dad says it’s because it’s so small it makes you want to cut your throat. On the plus side, it has a hexagonal window and feels snug as the berth of a boat. Mattie and Tamsin shared a room for ages, but once Mattie hit twelve they had to be separated to prevent bloodshed. Even Mum and Dad realized that no one on earth could live with Mattie, so she ended up sole proprietor of the little guest house in the garden, which makes her feel exactly as special as she imagines she is.

Tamsin has the room all to herself now, which suits everyone, as it smells powerfully of horse.

Between the bedrooms is a long landing with a built-in window seat where you can stretch out and read or meet to play cards or look out the big window to the sea. The cotton cover on the window seat is so faded it’s hard to tell what color it once was. When we were little we used to call this area the playroom, but it’s actually just a corridor.

Outside, the house is decorated with Victorian curlicue gables and brackets, so even the fishermen stop to take pictures on their phones. It doesn’t help that it’s painted periwinkle blue. When I asked Dad why we couldn’t paint it a slightly less conspicuous color, he

 

 

shrugged and said, “It’s always been periwinkle blue,” which is the sort of thing you get a lot in my family. Mindless eccentricity.

Hope is Dad’s much younger cousin; Dad was twenty-two when Hope was born. Since they got together, Mal and Hope started staying at the little house every summer. It’s only a hundred meters down the beach from ours and it’s built of wood and glass, very modern for its time, with big wooden decks where everyone can sit and eat and look out at the sea.

Malcolm met Hope at drama school. No one thought the relationship would last because she seemed far too sensible to settle down with an actor. But they’ve been together for twelve years and we refer to them as Malanhope like they’re a single entity. Where’s Malanhope? Are Malanhope coming for dinner?

“I hope Malcolm doesn’t lose Hope,” Dad says at least once a week, though in fact the joke is particu- larly stupid given how devoted Hope is to Malcolm. We are too — he’s insanely handsome and an indefatigable player of board games.

Mal and Hope are both in their early thirties and far more interesting than our parents. They’re ringleaders in all things summery — drunkenness, indiscreet conver- sations, all-night poker. They both started out as actors,

 

but Hope decided one day that she hated auditions and hated being poor, so now she teaches drama at a univer- sity in Essex. Occasionally she does voice-overs because she’s a brilliant mimic, unlike Mal. All Mal’s accents sound Irish and his attempts to speak with an American accent are pitiful. None of us has ever said it out loud, but it should probably be Hope earning a living as an actor and Mal teaching drama.

I saw Hope onstage once, playing Nora in A Doll’s House. I was only thirteen but you had to be blind not to see how good she was. I’d never seen anyone do so little and express so much, and I never forgot it. When Malcolm acts, he throws his whole heart and soul around the stage like a rubber chicken.

We adore Mal. He teaches us stuff like sword fight- ing and how to laugh convincingly onstage. Mattie flirts with him, but she flirts with all forms of human life, so it’s barely notable. Malcolm flirts back so as not to hurt her feelings. Mattie isn’t stupid, but sometimes I think she’s the most trivial person I know. She says she wants to be a doctor but her brain seems mostly filled with sex and shoes.

Mattie’s just wandered back up from the water. No one there to admire her but the fish. She shouts to no



one in particular that she’s going down the beach to help Hope with supper.

I can hear Tamsin arguing with Dad about giving her a ride to the barn. There’s a sort of policy that Tam is allowed to have Duke for the summer but doesn’t get a lift up every time she has a whim to go and see him. She’s right that it takes five minutes to drive and twenty to cycle, but if you add up all the five minutes she’ll require in the course of a summer, Dad’s right to nip it in the bud.

Mum ends the discussion and for a few blissful moments there’s peace.







T H E   G R E A T

G O D D E N


MEG ROSOFF






This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents are either products of the author’s imagination or, if real, are used fictitiously.

 

Copyright © 2020 by Meg Rosoff

 

All rights reserved. No part of this book may be reproduced, transmitted, or stored in an information retrieval system in any form or by any means, graphic, electronic, or mechanical, including photocopying, taping, and recording, without prior written permission from the publisher.

 

First US edition 2021

First published by Bloomsbury (UK) 2020

 

Library of Congress Catalog Card Number pending ISBN 978-1-5362-1585-4

 

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Printed in Melrose Park, IL, USA

 

This book was typeset in Adobe Garamond Pro.

 

Candlewick Press 99 Dover Street

Somerville, Massachusetts 02144 www.candlewick.com

 



 

 

 

The Great Godden

By: Meg Rosoff

Publisher: Candlewick Press

Release Date: April 12th, 2021

 

 

 

 

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