Welcome to YA Scavenger Hunt! At this hunt, you not only get access to exclusive content from each author, but you also get a clue for the hunt. Add up the clues, and you can enter for our prize–one lucky winner will receive one book from each author on the hunt in my team! 

Go to the YA Scavenger Hunt page to find out all about the hunt. There are THREE contests going on simultaneously, and you can enter one or all! I am a part of the BLUE TEAM–but there is also a red team and a purple team for a chance to win a whole different set of books! If you’d like to find out more about the hunt, see links to all the authors participating, and see the full list of prizes up for grabs, go to the YA Scavenger Hunt page.

Click each image to see the books you can win from each team


  • Directions: Below, you’ll notice that I’ve listed my favorite number. Collect the favorite numbers of all the authors on the blue team, and then add them up (don’t worry, you can use a calculator!).
  • Entry Form: Once you’ve added up all the numbers, make sure you fill out the form here to officially qualify for the grand prize. Only entries that have the correct number will qualify.
  • Rules: Open internationally, anyone below the age of 18 should have a parent or guardian’s permission to enter. To be eligible for the grand prize, you must submit the completed entry form by Sunday, October 4th, at noon Pacific Time. Entries sent without the correct number or without contact information will not be considered.


Today, I am hosting Patty Blount. Patty Blount grew up quiet and invisible in Queens, NY, but found her superpower writing smart and strong characters willing to fight for what’s right. Today, she’s the award-winning author of edgy, emotional contemporary romance. Powered by way too much chocolate, Patty gives a voice to characters society would prefer to ignore…characters facing situations like rape (SOME BOYS, 2014, SOMEONE I USED TO KNOW, 2018), bullying (SEND, 2012), and grief (NOTHING LEFT TO BURN, 2015). She enjoys hearing from her readers so visit her website or follow her on Twitter, Facebook, or Instagram. Read…roar!…revel.

For more information check out pattyblount.com.



By Patty Blount

DOUBLE 2019 ATHENA AWARD WINNER — It’s been two years since the night that changed Ashley’s life. Two years since she was raped by her brother’s teammate. And a year since she sat in a court and watched as he was given a slap-on-the-wrist sentence. But the years have done nothing to stop the pain or lessen the crippling panic attacks that make her feel like she’s living a half-life.

It’s been two years of hell for Derek. His family is totally messed up and he and his sister are barely speaking. He knows she partially blames him for what happened, and totally blames him for how he handled the aftermath. Now at college, he has to come to terms with what happened, and the rape culture that he was inadvertently a part of that destroyed his sister’s life.

When it all comes to a head at Thanksgiving, Derek and Ashley have to decide if their relationship is able to be saved. And if their family can ever be whole again.


The idea for SOMEONE I USED TO KNOW came from the Brock Turner sentencing. After Turner was given just six months for sexual assault and people kept trying to excuse Turner’s actions as ‘no big deal,’ my research for this novel veered off into a unique direction. 
That direction is normalizing sexual assault and rape, passing it off as over-reacting, being unable to take a joke, or a rite of passage for all boys of a certain age. 
I began looking closely at advertising — specifically, how advertisers play up that ‘no big deal’ angle. There is a scene in SOMEONE I USED TO KNOW in which main character Ashley Lawrence is in art class and has to find magazine ads. The effort triggers her and became such a compelling scene, I decided to create a Pinterest board of Ashley’s work you can find here: https://pin.it/XMkjMxk
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“Okay, let’s examine some examples of pop culture’s influence on graphic and digital art.” Our teacher begins scrolling through some magazine ads. “What jumps out at you?”

A murmur rises up across our class. Laughs and gasps quickly change to full-out whistles, hoots, and cheers.

“Okay, keep it professional. Obviously, you’ve noticed these images are intentionally trying to be provocative. Why?”

“Because sex sells!” A guy shouts from the back of the room where the shelves of masks watch with total disdain.

“Okay. Sex sells. Why?” Mr. Anton prompts. When no one replies, he advances his slide show. “That’s what we’re going to investigate today. Each table will spend the next twenty minutes researching provocative advertising. I’ve got piles of magazines for you to examine. Go through them and tear out the ads that speak to you. We’re looking for the psychology here, so if you have tablets or phones, feel free to google all you want, but find me more than what’s on Wikipedia.”

Ooh. That’s fun. Usually, we can’t even take out our phones during school.

There are four of us at my table. Me plus Ken, Craig, and Peter. Ken hasn’t talked to me since freshman year. His brother is the same age as Derek, so when football got canceled, his family took it personally and naturally blamed me instead of Vic. I don’t know Craig at all. This is the only class I’ve ever had with him. Peter’s okay. I’ve known him almost since kindergarten. He lives down the street from us, but we’re not tight or anything.

Mr. Anton drops a stack of publications on our table, and the boys lunge for them. Past issues of Seventeen, Vogue, Cosmo, a Bloomingdale’s catalog that’s several years old, Sports Illustrated, Car and Driver. I grab the catalog and start flipping through it while the boys huddle around the Sports Illustrated and Car and Driver issues and ignore me.

That’s okay. I’m used to it.

While I turn pages, bits and pieces of the conversations taking place around me drift into my ears.

“…totally do her. She’s so hot.”

“What car? I only see the girl in the bikini.”

“Great tits.”




It happens slowly, the dread pooling in my belly. Conversation fades to the background. The words become white noise, leaving behind the grunts, sounds of appreciation, and hums of sexual interest that start to morph and blend into memories that lap at the dams and levees I keep erecting.

Ashley, you’re so hot. You have the best tits in the entire freshman class. I love to touch them. You like it, don’t you? You like it when I touch you.

Oh God. I can smell the sour beer on his breath and the locker room soap on his skin. I scan the room, telling myself I’m wrong, that he’s not here and that I’m safe, but it’s no good.

“Whoa!” Craig shouts, tearing a page from his magazine. “Look at this one!”

The sound feels like sandpaper against my eardrums, and I clap my hands to my ears, shaking myself out of the past, blinking rapidly, stunned to discover my chest actually hurts from the memory of Vic’s hands on me. Ken, Peter, and Craig have a pile of sheets torn from their magazines…images of girls in bikinis, miniskirts, close-ups of pouty lips or curvy butts, each with captions suggesting all manner of innuendo and insult. The tightness in my chest that’s become so familiar spikes abruptly, making me gasp. I rub at it, but I can’t reach it because it’s too deep. It’s changed me into something that’s more pain than person. I force my attention back to my catalog and stop suddenly at a holiday ad that says, “Hey! Why not spike your best friend’s eggnog?”

I stare hard at the image. The girl on the left blurs, but the guy on the right snaps into sharp relief, his eyes shifting to meet mine, lips curling into the same lazy smile that Vic wore when he…when he…oh God. The lump that lives in my throat pulses in time with my heart rate and all the bad stuff…the memories, the pain, the betrayal, the shame—it all swirls together like sewage, swelling and rising and overflowing every one of the walls I put up. It sweeps away everything that used to be me until it’s all that’s left. The classroom spins at the edges. My limbs are numb, dead. I can’t move. I can’t breathe. I’m drowning.


No, damn it. No!

I gasp and watch the guys shoot me the you-are-so-weird eyeball. Whatever. They can stare all they want because right now I’m in control.

I am in control. I am in control.

I’m not going to let paging through magazines and catalogs flip me out. They’re a bunch of stupid, harmless photos. They shouldn’t be able to hurt me.

But they do. In fact, they don’t simply hurt me. They freaking torture me, hammering home a point made over and over again since the first day Vic assaulted me, the same point Derek made in his court testimony.

It’s just a game. It’s just an advertisement. It’s just a joke. It’s just guy talk. It’s just boys being boys.




Oh my God, the excuses never stop.


And don’t forget to enter the contest for a chance to win a ton of books by me, Patty, and more! To enter, you need to know that my favorite number is 8. Add up all the favorite numbers of the authors on the blue team and you’ll have all the secret code to enter for the grand prize!


Want a chance to win even more books? I’m giving away a complete set of my backlist including Every Other Weekend, Even If I Fall, The First to Know and If I Fix You! Enter by filling out the Rafflecopter widget below. This giveaway is open to US addresses only.

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Abigail Johnson was born in Pennsylvania. When she was twelve, her family traded in snowstorms for year-round summers and moved to Arizona. Abigail chronicled the entire cross-country road trip in a purple spiral-bound notebook that she still has, and has been writing ever since. She became a tetraplegic after breaking her neck in a car accident when she was seventeen but hasn’t let that stop her from bodysurfing in Mexico, writing and directing a high-school production of Cinderella, and riding roller coasters every chance she gets. She is the author of several young adult novels including If I Fix You and Every Other Weekend. She is represented by Kim Lionetti at BookEnds Literary Agency.

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  1. Olivia September 29, 2020 at 1:35 pm - Reply

    The last book I read in a day was “The Outsider”

  2. Courtney Pierce September 29, 2020 at 2:11 pm - Reply

    The last book I read in a single day, ironically, was your novel If I Fix You. I read it in the past and wanted to reread it as I loved it the first time! So I spent a whole day reading that book and loving it once again!

  3. ladykristianna September 29, 2020 at 2:11 pm - Reply

    The last book I read in a single day was City of Ghosts by Victoria Schwab.

  4. tashia jennings September 29, 2020 at 4:06 pm - Reply

    Last Sunday I read Lord of Rain by Charlene Hartndy (326 pages) then read Vampires Kiss by Kim Faulks (366 pages) in one day.
    Thank you for this wonderful chance.

  5. keeferl20 September 29, 2020 at 4:16 pm - Reply

    I’m a pretty slow reader, but the last book I read in a day was when I re-read Catching Fire :)

  6. Alysha Parent September 29, 2020 at 5:07 pm - Reply

    The last book I read in one day was Thunder Moon Ascending by Quinn Arthurs. Such a great finale to her series.

  7. littlenekochan September 29, 2020 at 8:29 pm - Reply

    The last book I read in a day was Scary Stories for Young Foxes.

  8. bn100 September 29, 2020 at 8:52 pm - Reply

    can’t remember

  9. Deborah D September 30, 2020 at 4:56 am - Reply

    A Perfect Day by Richard Paul Evans

  10. Tammy V September 30, 2020 at 7:24 am - Reply

    Princess and the Rogue by Bateman.

  11. Veronica M September 30, 2020 at 11:35 am - Reply

    Every Heart a Doorway by Seanan McGuire

  12. Theresa September 30, 2020 at 2:24 pm - Reply

    Darius the Great Deserves Better
    I read most all my books via audio so I could finish quite a few books in one day. I usually have at least 3 different audios going at one time and will listen in small increments. Darius was one book I couldn’t stop listening too.

  13. John Smith September 30, 2020 at 6:14 pm - Reply

    “What was the last book you read in a single day?” Hmm, probably “Remembrance Of Things Past” by Marcel Proust!

  14. tiffcopple September 30, 2020 at 8:22 pm - Reply

    So glad you are in this contest. Can’t wait to check out your books.

  15. Candice Gigous October 1, 2020 at 9:10 am - Reply

    The last book I read in a single day was As Kismet Would Have It.

  16. Sarah Kalaitzidis October 2, 2020 at 11:44 am - Reply

    I’ve never been able to finish a book in one day. but I’ve read multiple manga in one day.

  17. buffywnabe October 2, 2020 at 12:32 pm - Reply

    I think it was Sunsets and Somedays by S.L. Sterling, but to be fair, it was pretty short.

  18. Andrea Carroll October 2, 2020 at 4:39 pm - Reply

    The Princess Will Save You– soooo gooooood.

  19. anubha October 3, 2020 at 2:42 am - Reply

    Its been so long since I have done a single sitting reading that I don’t remember

  20. jlennidorner October 3, 2020 at 5:07 am - Reply

    Thank you for taking part in YASH. I wish this weren’t the last one.

    You Beneath Your Skin By Damyanti Biswas has been the best book I’ve read in 2020 so far.
    The last book I read in a day was lolakoala.com Lola Koala’s World Adventures.
    I’m super excited about the YA query contest Pass or Pages at Operation Awesome this October.

  21. Wino Bookworm October 3, 2020 at 11:49 am - Reply

    It’s been a while since I’ve read a book in a day. Unfortunately, I just don’t have the time to anymore. I will say my fave book in 2020 so far is Seven Devils by Laura Lim and Elizabeth May.

  22. MegCopp07 October 3, 2020 at 2:21 pm - Reply

    The Girl the Sea Gave Back by Adrienne Young is the last book I read in a day.

  23. Beverly A Gordon October 3, 2020 at 6:54 pm - Reply

    Trust no one by Debra Webb

  24. cleemckenzie October 4, 2020 at 9:02 am - Reply

    I wish I had one to name. I wish I had the luxury of reading all day! Great hunt this year. I’ll miss it.

  25. Grace October 4, 2020 at 11:23 am - Reply

    Last book I read in a day was The Selection. Thanks so much for being a part of YASH!

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