Ann Herrick – Trading Faces

Title: Trading Faces

Author: Ann Herrick

ISBN: 978-1-77145-026-3

Page count: 175

Genre: Young Adult Fantasy/Romance

Price: $2.99

 

Author Bio:

Ann Herrick is the award-winning author of several books and short stories for kids and teens. Included in the awards her books have won are the ALA Recommended Book for Reluctant Readers, IRA/CBC Children’s Choice and EPIC Best YA Novel Finalist.

Ann grew up in Connecticut, where she graduated from The Morgan School and Quinnipiac University.  She now lives in Oregon with her husband, who was her high-school sweetheart.  Their wonderful daughter is grown, married and gainfully employed, and has given Ann her only grand-dog, Puff, a bloodhound-rottweiller-beagle mix and six grand-kitties.  While she misses the East Coast, especially houses built before 1900, she enjoys the green valleys, fresh air and low humidity in the Willamette Valley of Oregon.  Ann loves cats, walking, the Oregon Ducks and working in her back yard.  In addition to stories and books for children and young adults, Ann also writes copy for humorous and conventional greeting cards. She loves to hear from her readers and can be contacted through her web site:  http://annherrickauthor.com

 

Tell us about your book:

What would you do if you went to sleep plain and woke up beautiful–or vice versa?

An “Ugly Betty” and a Popular Beauty wind up trading faces—and lives—and the situation is not what either one expected.

When 15-year-old Darcy Doane wakes up as Cybil Sheffield, she is thrilled. Cybil is everything Darcy has ever wanted to be. Pretty. Popular. Only… all the attention isn’t exactly what Darcy expected. Especially when her own brother, Joey, is crushing on her. Gross.  But then there’s Devon, the real Cybil’s boyfriend ….

Cybil is shocked when she looks in the mirror and sees a face she totally doesn’t recognize. She thought not always being the center of attention might be a good thing, but being invisible is hardly bearable. Even her boyfriend, Devon, looks right through her! How can she survive when the only people (except a family of strangers) who even know she’s alive are three dipsticks she can’t remember ever seeing before? And why hasn’t she ever noticed her new “brother,” Joey, before?

With the school play, potential boyfriends and an A-List party coming up, Darcy and Cybil have a lot to work out. There’s a learning curve for both of them, especially after they are caught fighting at school and forced by the principal to help her at a Return-to-Work project for displaced women.

Trouble is, how do they get their own lives back? And who ends up with what guy?

 

How long did it take to write the book?

About a year

 

What inspired you to write the book?

There is so much emphasis on looks in our society that I wondered what it would be like to suddenly wake up and look different than you did the night before.

 

Talk about the writing process. Did you have a writing routine? Did you do any research, and if so, what did that involve?

I write afternoons, Monday – Friday, taking off weekends and holidays, just like a regular job. I didn’t need any research for this book, just my imagination. J

 

What do you hope your readers come away with after reading your book?

To have some idea what it’s like to live in the shoes of someone with a totally different look.

 

Where can we go to buy your book?

Kindle: http://www.amazon.com/dp/B009JQFO7K

Smashwords: http://www.smashwords.com/books/view/240648

Nook:  http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/trading-faces-ann-herrick/1113074092?ean=2940015537055

 

Any other links or info you’d like to share?

My website: http://annherrickauthor.com

Facebook:  https://www.facebook.com/ann.herrick
Blog: http://annherrick.blogspot.com
Twitter:  https://twitter.com/#!/ann_herrick

 

Excerpt from book:

Brrrr. It’s cold in here. I must’ve left a window open. Uuuuh. I hate to get out from under the covers. One, two, three, fling.

My teeth chatter as I hunt for my slippers. Where’s the carpet? It feels like … like wood under my feet. Maybe I’m still dreaming that I’m in Silas Marner’s cottage. I pinch myself.

Ouch!

What’s going on? Why is it so dark in here, anyway? Did the hall nightlight burn out or something? Where’s the lamp?

Where’s the nightstand?

What’s this? The wall? Okay, I follow the wall and find the light switch. Ack! I’ve run out of wall. Did I leave my bedroom door open?

Where am I?

There’s a nightlight here reflecting off a mirror. Somehow, I find myself in a strange bathroom with a granite floor. I flick the light switch on and see myself in the big, full wall mirror. I take a good look.

Cybil Sheffield?

I lean in close and blink. Cybil blinks. I smile. Cybil smiles. Her smile is dazzling.

I nod. Cybil nods. I touch my nose. Cybil touches her nose.

Wait a minute. I can feel my nose, and it is cute and round and small enough to fit under a dime! I’ve morphed into Cybil! Wow! Is this for real? Maybe I should pinch myself again. Ow!

I take another look. Yes! I am Cybil. Even in the morning, without makeup, she looks beautiful. Her hair’s barely even messed up.

I look at my hands. Instead of large hands with thick fingers and clipped fingernails, I’ve got little hands and oval fingernails painted with Cybil’s trademark Pink Opal Glaze nail polish.  Hey, my toenails are painted Pink Opal Glaze, too. Who knew?

Upon further examination I also detect a pair of pointy, perky breasts, way bigger than mine even when I’m bloated, peering through the semi sheer nightgown I’m wearing instead of my over sized T-shirt. Wow, I’m not even sure what to do with these babies. I’ll have to learn to use them wisely.

What am I thinking? Okay, for some reason, I look like Cybil, and I’ve been transported to some bedroom that must be hers. But how? Why? And, anyway, even if I look like Cybil, can I possibly pull off being Cybil? I don’t know how to act popular. I don’t even know to talk to most people. It’s not as if I grew up looking beautiful and wearing great clothes, which must make everything much easier.

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