Published by: Ig Publishing
Publication date: October 11th 2016
Genres: Paranormal, Young Adult
October is an ordinary girl. From her plain looks to her average grades, there seems to be nothing special about her. Then, three days before her eighteenth birthday, she develops a strange itch that won’t go away, and her life is turned upside down. Suddenly, she can hear dogs talk, make crows fly, and two new and very handsome boys at school are vying for her affections. After she starts “transplanting” herself through solid rock, October learns that she is not ordinary at all, but the daughter of a troll princess and a fairy prince, and a pawn in a deadly war between the trolls and the fairies. Now October will have to use all of her growing powers to save her family, and stop a mysterious evil that threatens to destroy the fairy world.
In the fantastical vein of authors such as Julie Kagawa and Holly Black, Extraordinary October takes us on a magical journey from the streets of Los Angeles to the beautiful and mythical underground fairy kingdom.
A day in the life of a character.
Hey. My name is Trevor Rockman and I am the best kind of creature in the world: I am a troll. Trolls have a bad reputation for being ugly and mean and tricksters. Check me out: I am handsome and strong and kind and good – at least to my fellow trolls. Okay, okay, some fairies are fine. But not many. I’m trying. I’m trying to appreciate how scrawny and flitty and you know, silly, they usually are.
Trolls are serious. We have work to do that’s important. We take care of the roots of the trees. There’s a terrible drought in California right now and I am a southern Californian troll so I’m busy. I help the trees, I really do. Some of it is magic, but a lot of it is just plain work – making sure the roots are clear of debris and that what little water there is goes where it is needed. After work, I like to help my mom cook and I love to eat. Mushrooms and any kind of fungi are my favorite; stewed, fried, especially sautéed with ginger grass. That mostly grows in India, but I’m a troll—I can grow anything! After dinner I either hang out with my family or go out with my friends. We have races, log throwing contests, my kid sister is a particular pain in my hairy toes but she is wicked strong.
I wish I had a girlfriend. That’s the truth. I haven’t met anyone. I’m a little dreamier than most trolls. Maybe it’s because of the time I spent above ground with the humans, with that one human girl in particular. She got under my skin which thankfully is now back to being dirt crusted. I still think about her. I think about all the things I wanted to show her from my world, how to roll in the leaves and collect the dew and push over the rocks to play with the worms and bugs. She didn’t seem very interested. I still think about our one kiss and I wonder what it would be like to live with a girl who was mostly human and part fairy, and a little bit troll. Honestly? She was so thin and weak I could break her in half with one hand. I think she had hardly any troll in her at all. She could run fast, really fast, and that was thanks to her troll blood.
One day I’ll meet someone. A nice trollette as my mom always says. I will. And the memory of October and her little feet and skinny arms and crazy clean skin will fade.
About the Author
I have always written and always wanted to be a writer, but didn’t think I could make a living at it. So I became a mime. (You can imagine what my father had to say about that.) I worked on the streets of NYC with two partners, stopping traffic in front of the Met and annoying tourists. When, to my great surprise, that didn’t work out, I returned to school in film–thinking screenwriters made a living. And when I had ten scripts and my agent had stopped returning my calls, I wrote a novel. I did it just because I wanted to love writing again and not think about selling or casting or marketability. That novel was Skin Deep, and it’s a testament to writing from your heart that the first person to read it, bought it. I’ve been trying to write from the heart ever since.