I went to hear Jackson Pearce speak tonight, and naturally she was charming and hilarious, and, of course, she uttered the words “sex” and “condom” into a microphone so many times that she set a record for the city of Alpharetta.
Pearce discussed her new novel, “Purity,” which came out this week, a book about “love, loss, and sex — but not necessarily in that order.” She talked about falling in love as a teenager, and she read a passage from her book in which the protagonist attempts to buy condoms, but not just any condoms — flavored condoms. Oh, and did I mention that her dad was there filming it all?
Within just a few minutes Pearce had us all dying to read her book, but as she spoke, one thing she said in particular stuck with me. She told us that as a teen, she was positive she’d fallen in love three times. While adults often say that teenagers don’t fall in love, she made a valid point: “There’s a reason Match.com is a thing. Adults don’t have love figured out either.” She explained that while she doesn’t dismiss the feelings of love she had as a teenager, she also doesn’t believe that her idea of what love is has remained stagnant.
Here’s what she said that stuck with me so: “My definition of love has changed since then. How I defined it then just isn’t how I definite it at this moment.”
If you write for young adults (as so many of you do), this is important to keep in mind. How many of us believed our first love would be “the one”? How many of us thought that if that one guy or girl didn’t acknowledge us in the hall, ask us to the dance or chat with us at the speech tournament (Oh, was that just nerdy me?), that we would just die? Dramatic, right? Hey, that’s teenagers for you.
So, after Pearce wowed us all with her charm and condom-speak, I scooped up a couple copies of “Purity” and got a book signed for one of you! To enter to win a signed copy of Pearce’s first contemporary novel, here’s all you have to do:
- Tweet, “like,” pin, or +1 this post using the buttons below. (Be sure to use those buttons so I can track it!)
- Leave a comment about how old you were when you first fell in love. (And be sure to use your correct email so I can contact you for your **mailing address if you win.)
Heck, I’ll even go first. While I definitely had things for Jordan Knight (I was 8 — let’s let this one slide), my Brazilian co-worker, that boy I met at the speech tournament and Fox Mulder David Duchovny, I don’t think I really had my first love until I was 18. We were lifeguards together. *Cue the summertime dance music. Wait, is that LFO?*
Now it’s your turn! Leave your comment below, and I’ll use random.org to select the winner one week from today.
Looking for ways to pass the time while you wait to see who won? Watch this video of a dog stalking a wolf with amazing musical accompaniment. Check out my interview with Ian Somerhalder on The Huffington Post. Donate to Corky’s recovery! Start writing your own novel — with kittens!
**Congratulations to Liza Kane, comment #5! She’s the winner!
*U.S. and Canada only, please.
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