goodness of my heart?” He gave a short mirthless laugh. “Not a bit of
it, this is going to be dangerous for me. What are you offering for my
From the moment the black vans appear to take the sick away, Maya knows there is something wrong. She seems to be the only one to question the sudden disappearances at school and the masks everyone is forced to wear to keep from catching the new disease spreading through the entire United States. Even when word of the new “healing centers” reaches the public, no one dares to ask what is happening.
Title: The Tearings
Author: V.C. Repetto
Genre: Young Adult Dysopian
Publisher: Evernight Teen
But when Maya catches the disease, the one they call The Tearings, and is taken to one of these centers along with her mother, the truth becomes all too clear. She is separated from her family and forced to work, becoming one of the more fortunate ones who is not sent to the testing wings. Bullied by the guards to the point of death, she meets David Summers, the enigmatic young Captain who appears to loathe his position of power in the camp and who seems as drawn to Maya as she is to him.
When Maya suddenly becomes the disease’s only survivor, she must put her trust on David to find a way to escape the camp and get the truth, and the cure coursing through her veins, out to the world.
Top ten things you don’t know about me:
1. Cotton or Silk?
Cotton. Silk can get a bit frustrating with all the slipperiness.
Wine, preferably red. Although, really, champagne would be fine, too. You wouldn’t happen to have a glass of any of those on you, right?
A bit of both, actually. I usually take the time to write down names, settings, ages, that kind of thing, but I don’t plot entire scenes beforehand. The few times I’ve tried that, my characters yelled “mutiny!” and did their own thing, anyway, so I don’t bother with getting everything planned out.
4. Describe your workspace
It’s a big desk facing a window. Nothing fancy and I don’t even have a great view, but it is, usually, quiet, which is my main requirement when writing.
5. Sports fan or just tolerate it?
I am not a sports fan and I don’t really tolerate it, either. My household tends to be a “sports free zone”. My whole family is that way, so I was brought up without any sense that sports were anything but screaming matches and opportunities to get drunk on beer.
6. Who is your biggest influence on writing?
I would have to say Stephen King. I am just a huge horror fan and the way he gets into characters’ heads is incredible.
7. Favorite food –
Peanut butter and jelly sandwiches (I almost wrote “Jekyll” sandwiches, which would be…quite interesting, if a bit on the cannibalistic side.)
8. When did you start writing?
Just a few years ago, while I was going through one of my bouts of severe depression. I was trying to find something that would pull me out of it and I latched onto writing. Haven’t stopped since.
9. If money were no object, where would you like to live?
Somewhere in the British Isles, miles and miles away from civilization. Now, if I could live anywhere at all, fictional or not, I’d choose to live in the world of Doctor Who, traveling around in the Tardis. A bit on the dangerous side, I know, since companions tend to be captured every second and a half, but it would be terribly exciting.
10. What’s next for you?
I am having another young adult novel published in a couple of months (you can check my webpage for details when I have more of them) and, of course, I’m starting to work on the sequel to The Tearings.
When not planning how to survive the next plague and/or apocalypse, V.C. Repetto likes to submerge herself in as many Victorian Gothic novels as she can find. It is quite a fun place, her head, between all the moldy lace and gas masks. She is an avid quilter and cross-stitcher, who longs one day to buy a weaving loom. V.C. Repetto lives in house much too small for all her pets.
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Most of the world’s seventeen billion people are unconscious, perpetually serving their employers as part of massive brain trusts. The ecosystem has collapsed, and corporations control all of the world’s resources and governments. A bedraggled alcoholic known as the Prophet predicts nineteen year-old waitress Eadie will lead a revolution, but how can she prevail when hunted by a giant corporation and the Federal Angels it directs?
The man’s mouth hung open as he stared at her face. His long, ashen hair had shifted, revealing a smudge of grease or dirt that made an almost perfect circle on his forehead.
“Sir? Are you all right?”
His eyes widened. “It is you,” he said. “At last. I have been looking forward to meeting you for such a long, long time.”
“Oh, yeah, sorry it took me so long to get to your table, sir. I just clocked in.”
He blinked slowly, pondering her response. “Ah,” he said. “You are a waitress, still. Well, then, General, I would have a cup of Vibrantia, if it pleases you.” The man’s expression never altered and his lips remained mostly still as he spoke, making it seem as though his voice was coming from somewhere or someone else.
Eadie clenched her teeth, trying not to laugh, though his words made her feel as though she was being tickled with a feather along her spine. “I’m sorry, sir. This is a corporate restaurant owned by McGuillian Corporation, so we synthesize only McGuillian patents. We have Synapsate but not Vibrantia. Would that be all right?”
“Of course, General. That would be lovely, if it pleases you.”
“Okay, sir. And my name is Eadie, by the way.”
“Thank you, General Eadie. And, if you like, you may address me as many have lately come to do. I am the Prophet.”
Mark D. Diehl writes novels about power dynamics and the way people and organizations influence each other. He believes that obedience and conformity are becoming humanity’s most important survival skills, and that we are thus evolving into a corporate species.
Diehl has: been homeless in Japan, practiced law with a major multinational firm in Chicago, studied in Singapore, fled South Korea as a fugitive, and been stranded in Hong Kong.
After spending most of his youth running around with hoods and thugs, he eventually earned his doctorate in law at the University of Iowa and did graduate work in creative writing at the University of Chicago. He currently lives and writes in Cape Elizabeth, Maine.
Author’s Website: http://www.markddiehl.com