Screamcatcher: Web World by @triceretops is a YA Bookish Event pick #urbanfantasy #yalit #giveaway
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    • Sep 8, 2020
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Screamcatcher: Web World by @triceretops is a YA Bookish Event pick #urbanfantasy #yalit #giveaway



Title: Screamcatcher: Web World

Author: Christy J. Breedlove

Genre: YA urban fantasy

Book Blurb:

2020 bronze medal winner in the Reader's Favorite International Book Awards Contest


When seventeen-year-old Jory Pike cannot shake the hellish nightmares of her parent’s deaths, she turns to an old family heirloom, a dream catcher. Even though she’s half-blood Chippewa, Jory thinks old Native American lore is so yesterday, but she’s willing to give it a try. However, the dream catcher has had its fill of nightmares from an ancient and violent past. After a sleepover party, and during one of Jory’s most horrific dream episodes, the dream catcher implodes, sucking Jory and her three friends into its own world of trapped nightmares. They’re in an alternate universe—locked inside of an insane web world filled with murders, beasts and thieves. How can they find the center of the web where all good things are allowed to pass? Where is the light of salvation? Are they in hell?

Excerpt:

“Where did that one come from?” asked Choice, indicating the large catcher with the flick of his eyes.

Albert steadied himself with a hand on the counter to look up, his voice a mystic whisper. “It is the oldest one, the one passed down from the ages, from the time just after the great turtle. It was not meant to be used, but only copied. It is the one that carries the design for all to learn from…the one you would say is the…I have not the word for it.”

“The prototype,” said Choice. “The original.”

“Yes,” said Albert. “It was considered a treasured heirloom. I cannot say whether it was used to capture the bad spirits or not or whose hands and tribe it passed from. I only know it is the greatest grandfather of them all. It represents all the nations of all the human beings.”

Albert lifted one of the smaller dream catchers from the board with delicate fingers and extended it to Jory. “Granddaughter, I make this a gift to you. May you find protection in it with the blessings of all our ancestors. It will drive the devil spirit from your thoughts and give you peace.”

Jory gave him an endearing smile. “It’s really generous, and it’s not that I don’t appreciate the offer. But, Grandfather, you have to understand that the ways and teachings of the old ones are so very lost in today’s culture. I don’t think I have the proper faith to make it work.”

Albert grunted. “You are saying it is an embarrassment to carry the blood of your family tribe and you find suspicion with things that are held dear and sacred.” He glanced at Choice. “It is a shame that the tribal youth of today--the Ojibway or Chippewa--have no time for the chants and songs, nor do they understand the words in the old stories.”

Choice nodded.

Albert looked at the large, front panel windows and out into the street. “This is an age of bending metal, cutting down the trees of the forest, fouling the waters and blackening the earth with soot and chemicals. The sound of the flute song and drums has disappeared, along with the dances and animal pantomimes. Today the music is born of electric violence and its words are lost in savage mutterings and howls. The world--the great circle upon which all creatures great and small live--is an angry, dying spirit.” He looked back at Jory. “That is the today you speak of, precious granddaughter. You have lost touch with your origins. The spirit cries out for your return. You have only to give heed to that calling. It’s never left you.”

“Well, you’ve got me convinced,” said Choice and gazed at Jory with soft eyes. “You owe it to yourself, girl. You should try this out. Nothing else has been working for you. And your granddad’s right. You are Chippewa, and a real one at that.”

“You see,” said Albert. “Even a black Irish white man can understand it.”

She felt like she was being tag-teamed. It was true that both of them had her best interests at heart, but what would she gain by sleeping under a flimsy tourist charm designed to trap nightmares? This was the twenty-first century--not the Black Hills a hundred and fifty years ago. Yet she felt she could at least compromise.

“I suppose so,” she said and extended her hand to take the dream catcher.

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Why is your featured book a must-read?

Well, what makes this tome stand out? I think my book Screamcatcher: Web World is unique in that I have never seen a dream catcher used as a prop, trope or device in the plot or theme of a book on the Internet. I had to create the inside reality of a web world. My book has shades of Native American Indian lore in it (POC), and I think the characters are diverse and well-drawn. It has a slow-burn sweet romance. I see this as a mash-up between Jumanji and The Hunger Games. The book has huge adult crossover appeal, and 33 reviews on Amazon. I hope it is warmly received by all.

Giveaway –

Enter to win an e-book bundle of all 23 books featured in the Young Adult Bookish Event:

Open Internationally.

Runs September 7 – 11, 2020.

Winner will be drawn on September 18, 2020.

Author Biography:

I’m Chris Stevenson, using the pen name Christy J. Breedlove for my YA fiction. I hail from Sylvania, Alabama. My early writing accomplishment were multiple hits within a few years: In my first year of writing back in 1987, I wrote three SF short stories that were accepted by major slick magazines which qualified me for the Science Fiction Writers of America, and at the same time achieved a Finalist award in the L. Ron Hubbard Writers of the Future Contest. This recognition garnered me a top gun SF agent at the time, Richard Curtis Associates. My first novel went to John Badham (Director) and the Producers, the Cohen Brothers. It was an extreme honor to be considered. The writer who beat me out of contention for a feature movie (as well as the book), was Michael Crichton’s Jurassic Park. My book was called Dinothon.

A year after that I published two best-selling non-fiction books and landed on radio, TV, in every library in the U.S. and in hundreds of newspapers. This was at a time when small and mid-sized press paid nice advances and had unlimited distribution.

I have been trying to catch that lightning in a bottle ever since. My YA dystopian novel, The Girl They Sold to the Moon won the grand prize in a publisher's YA novel writing contest, went to a small auction and got tagged for a film option. My latest release, Screamcatcher: Web World, just currently won Best YA title of 2019. I have received the 5-Star review and badge from Readers’ Favorite Awards. I have 17 titles appearing on Amazon.

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