

Nadiya thinks that Laila’s writing is such crap-based on trope and archetype and cliché rather than life experience and an understanding of humanity-that she torpedoes not only Laila’s dreams for the future, but her GPA, and with it, her hope to get pulled off the waitlist at Bowdoin. And Pulitzer Prize-winning author Nadiya Nazarenko thinks that Laila’s writing is, in a word, crap. When he ends up in the hospital just a few months before graduation, he’s replaced by Pulitzer Prize-winning author Nadiya Nazarenko. And her creative writing teacher thinks she has what it takes to do just that. Someday, high school senior Laila Piedra wants to tell stories that transport people to other worlds, that inspire them to think and discuss and speculate and dream-she wants to do for other people what her favorite writers and show creators have done for her.


It felt furious and heated, humiliated and childish, as if physicality were a language she was supposed to have learned, and here she was in senior year, surrounded by a horde of native speakers, unable to translate the most basic concepts. © 2018 Amulet Books (E-bok): 9781683352631Her inexperience didn’t feel charming or virtuous, like she was some good-girl persona from a movie. But with her sanity and happiness on the line, Laila must figure out if enduring the unendurable really is the only way to greatness. Soon Laila is discovering the psychedelic highs and perilous lows of nightlife, and the beauty of temporary flings and ambiguity. But three months before graduation, Laila’s number one fan is replaced by Nadiya Nazarenko, a Pulitzer Prize–winning novelist who sees nothing at all special about Laila’s writing.Ī growing obsession with gaining Nazarenko’s approval-and fixing her first-ever failing grade-leads to a series of unexpected adventures. Her creative writing teacher has always told her she has a special talent. The only sort of risk Laila enjoys is the peril she writes for the characters in her stories: epic sci-fi worlds full of quests, forbidden love, and robots. Laila Piedra doesn’t drink, doesn’t smoke, and definitely doesn’t sneak into the 21-and-over clubs on the Lower East Side.
