Guest Post & Giveaway: The Art of Saving the World by Corinne Duyvis
You’ve watched Orphan Black, right? Imagine being in the world and you run into another of you…and another. Corinne Duyvis imagined this in The Art of Saving the World – and then we asked her to imagine what a world with many Corinnes would look like. Check out her post below (this is one of my favorite posts EVER) and be sure to pick up The Art of Saving the World, out Tuesday!
The Art of Saving the Worldby Corinne Duyvis
Published by: Amulet Books
on September 15, 2020
Genres: GLBTQIA+, Sci-Fi, Young Adult
One girl and her doppelgangers try to stop the end of the world in this YA sci-fi adventure
When Hazel Stanczak was born, an interdimensional rift tore open near her family’s home, which prompted immediate government attention. They soon learned that if Hazel strayed too far, the rift would become volatile and fling things from other dimensions onto their front lawn—or it could swallow up their whole town. As a result, Hazel has never left her small Pennsylvania town, and the government agents garrisoned on her lawn make sure it stays that way. On her sixteenth birthday, though, the rift spins completely out of control. Hazel comes face-to-face with a surprise: a second Hazel. Then another. And another. Three other Hazels from three different dimensions! Now, for the first time, Hazel has to step into the world to learn about her connection to the rift—and how to close it. But is Hazel—even more than one of her—really capable of saving the world?
In The Art of Saving the World, my protagonist Hazel comes face-to-face with herself in the most literal way: Several versions of her from other realities crash-land in her dimension, and they end up having to team up and save the world.
Some of these Hazels are so different—their families, clothes, hairstyles, personalities—it’s hard to imagine they’re the same person. It’s like looking into a warped funhouse mirror. Others are pretty much identical; even the Hazels themselves have trouble telling each other apart every now and then.
Inevitably, it led me to wonder: How would people tell me apart from Corinnes just like me?
In the somewhat unlikely event this becomes relevant, I politely request that you remember the below information to identify the One True Corinne and filter out interdimensional visitors.
“I’m not really in the mood for lasagna right now.”
Not only is this Corinne an imposter, she needs to sit in a corner and think about her life choices.
“Ugh, Microsoft Word.”
I appear to be in the minority of writers who actually … likes Word?
“Of course I can buy more books! I’ve got plenty of space.”
I will always find an excuse to buy more books, but even I would never go so far as to claim it’s because I have enough space. I am drowning in books. Instead of bookshelves I need some kind of gateway to a pocket universe where I can store all my books, because I have no idea how I’m gonna make this work otherwise.
“I know exactly how many words my WIP will be.”
Never. This has never happened. Not once. If it ever does, I’m gonna be the one worrying I got replaced by an imposter, because really, how do people do this oh my god my books just keep growing oh no why did I hit six figures oh no please stop oh god it’s still going help no more words no no stop—
“No, really, I’m full. Don’t need any more lasagna.”
Honestly, this alternate Corinne doesn’t deserve to share my name.
“I’m more of a dog person.”
Dogs are fine. Cats, however, are Absolutely Perfect Forever And Ever And Ever, Amen, and I will hear no arguments to the contrary.
“Who cares about book covers in a series not matching?”
ME. ME!!! I DO. I CARE.
“The correct phrase is ‘person with a disability,’ not ‘disabled person.’”
I’m not a “person with blondeness” either. Disability isn’t a negative thing to distance oneself from.
“I am totally chill about my next book release.”
I wish. Oh, how I wish. Please, alternate Corinne, teach me your ways.
I trust you all to stay vigilant.
And hopefully, if a handful of alternate Corinnes do show up in this world, it’ll be under better circumstances than in The Art of Saving the World—
Since we’d all be too busy fighting each other for the leftover lasagna to have time to actually, well, save the world.