Tuesday, April 30, 2013

The Big Debate (Literary Loom #1) by Carolyn Twede Frank: Character Interview and Excerpt

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Today my interview is with Josh, a hero in The Big Debate.  Josh brought along some friends who also chime in.  Enjoy!
Tell us about your family.
Josh: My dad tries to run my life, my mom plays peacemaker, and I’m just starting to see my sister as more than a bubble-headed, fairy-loving little girl—she’s cool.
What was the scariest moment of your life?
Uncle Rueben: When I came back from the sandwich shop and found my friend in a heap in front of my time machine, and was afraid my invention was responsible for his death.
What book are you reading now?
Uncle Rueben: About 50 different books ranging from quantum physics to a Harry Potter novel—I love books.
What are your favorite TV shows?
Ester’s dad: Old Disney re-runs.
What songs are most played on your Ipod?
Josh: Led Zeppelin and other classic rock
What is your favorite meal?
Uncle Reuben: sub-sandwiches. Unfortunately, I never finish half of them, and leave them laying around my house because I get distracted.
Do you play any sports?
Josh: I used to play basket ball until my dad intimidated the crap out of me.
What are you passionate about these days?
Josh: Being free to make my own choices.
What makes you happy?
Ester: Finally have some friends.
Do you have any special routines or rituals?
Mattie (Josh and Ester’s friend): I make fish faces behind the backs of people I think are jerks.
What is something people would be surprised to know about you?
Josh: I hate injustice.
You just won a huge lottery what is the first thing you'll buy?
Josh: A pimped-out vintage muscle car and something to bribe my dad into letting me get my driver’s license without having a 3.5 gpa.


The Big Debate (Literary Loom #1)

A bizarre corpse . . .
A strange girl . . .
A creepy teacher . . .
A cool invention . . .
Combine these with an old school and a new student anxious to fit in—and the adventure begins.
Fifteen-year-old Josh’s big mouth gets him in trouble at first. But after walking in the shoes of great men of history in the Literary Loom, he uses that mouth to bring down the bad guy and ultimately solve the mystery behind the murder—and the strange girl.

Josh didn’t have a clue what to do if all the troops were not off the island by daybreak—neither did his character. Then he felt his head bow and his eyes close. A simple, but powerful plea parted from his lips. “Please, dear God, help us. Our cause is just, our hearts true. We have nowhere to turn but to Thee.”
Feelings surfaced that spoke of his character’s spiritual side. No specific religion had its claims on Washington’s devotion, but it was unmistakably clear that his belief in a divine creator was as solid as his commitment to this new nation’s cause. And for some unexplained, but undeniable reason, the two were connected.
Josh looked up into the early-morning sky. Darkness faded to shades of yellow-gray in the east. Dawn loomed near. He moved his gaze to the bustling makeshift docks that continued to load men like cattle onto barges. As far as his eye could discern in the murky light, soldier after soldier awaited their turn, wearing the faces of trapped animals. No way were they all going to make it.
The light in the eastern sky continued to increase. But as it grew, so did something else. It rolled in like a thick blanket from off the water, covering the exposed soldiers that were losing fast their cloak of darkness: fog . . . on a summer morning. Unheard of that time of year.
“General Washington,” the officer supervising the docks yelled. Josh rode over to where he believed the dock to be, dodging soldiers as they grappled through the fog.
“Yes, Captain,” Josh said when finally in view of the officer—six feet away.
“Do we continue the retreat, General?”
“But this fog is worse than navigating in the night.”
“Precisely,” responded Josh with a lift in Washington’s spirits. “If we can’t see each other past six feet, neither can the enemy. Continue until all the men are safely off the island—or the fog lets up. Whichever comes first.”

Author Carolyn Twede Frank

Carolyn has always liked to create. There were always gardens full of beautiful plants in her life, plenty of frilly, homemade dresses for her daughters—and don’t leave out the puppets. Ever since third grade, Carolyn also liked to write. She is the author of Promises, a teen historical fiction novel, and the author/illustrator of two children’s picture books. Carolyn lives in Utah with her husband and teenage daughter, where she runs her puppet-related business in between family time and writing time.
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