My True Love Gave To Me

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So, I met Damon last month in Pomona at Warped Tour. It was always my dream to meet him in person, because his videos gave meaning to my life and made me laugh. When I met him I cried because it was like a dream come true. I told him that he saved my life and he smiled and hugged me saying that I was sweet and he loves me. Of course, I said I loved him back and he signed my notebook for me. Anyways, Damon is such a sweet guy and his hugs are the best. 



I have a ridiculous maudlin streak in me. I fucking love the Tindersticks. But really only their one album. That second self titled one from ‘95? (yeah the dumb asses had two self titled records.) Anyway, my friends always made fun of me for loving that album, because they were even bigger music snobs then me. Sure they’d never claim that, but its true. My friends tried to prove they weren’t huge music snobs by ironically liking the Gin Blossoms.  And we all know that’s Sooo ironic, because no one likes the Gin Blossoms, not even the Gin Blossoms. And if you’ve ever had to listen to a Gin Blossoms song you’d know they never gave enough of a fuck to make ONE joyful noise in their entire miserable fucking career. The Gin Blossoms? Really?!

Anyway, I fucking loved that dumb Tindersticks record and yeah it is a tad embarrassing in its mawkish sadness, but goddamn! It’s perfect. You can crank the shit out of it and live inside a multi dimensional soundscape. And sure you can do that with most music, but this is strangely special.

So, I guess they play this Tindersticks/Pavement cover as the credits roll for that David Foster Wallace film. And if that doesn’t make this the saddest Tindersticks song ever.

I guess I like sad music. I like to use the pain and sadness to stoke the fire in my silly heart. I’m an emotional old fool, but let me tell you, I enjoy the holy fuck outta life. Whenever I feel tired or dead, I put on some sad fucking music and think of autumn. It really gets me going. I don’t know why. I guess I realized at one of the dozen funerals I’d been to that death and sadness and all this terrible shit, give life REAL fucking meaning. It’s all so fleeting. You might as well enjoy each other and all this madness. Another thing, I like to cry really hard while singing really big and over the top like Elvis. That keeps things in perspective.

Let’s drink our tears like whiskey and slow dance with our fear. 

Let’s drain the shadow and get ridiculous. 

Let’s fall in love and let life tear us to-fucking-shreds!

Warmest regards, Jade

I can hardly believe I’m typing this, but …

Four stars!!!

My True Love Gave to Me received its FOURTH *starred* review. Kirkus, Publisher’s Weekly, School Library Journal, and now Booklist:

“Holiday canoodling stories by twelve of the top YA authors? It’s a Christmas miracle! Not since 2008’s Let It Snow … has a compendium of wintry love stories given readers such reason to celebrate. Using her trademark sparkling dialogue, Rainbow Rowell rings in an amorous New Year’s between old pals. Matt De La Peña presents a house-sitter hookup with unlikely results. Jenny Han writes tales of woe and lust between Santa’s adopted daughter and her coworking elves. Stephanie Perkins pairs a tree-lot employee with a shopper who pines for much more. David Levithan’s Jewish St. Nick loves his boyfriend enough to (reluctantly) spread some X-mas magic. Holly Black’s hot Christmas Krampus crashes a swinging holiday soiree. Kiersten White whips up a delicious romance in a struggling Yule-themed diner. And several other big-name writers—Ally Carter, Gayle Forman, Kelly Link, Myra McEntire, Laini Taylor—craft cozy, clever, totally PG tales of good tidings. This is the substantive stuff of dream stockings: a rollicking, blush-inducing, memorable holiday collection of breezy, bite-sized stories perfect a snug evening next to the fire.”

This anthology will be available for purchase on October 14th!

Mark it to-read on Goodreads. Pre-order it from your favorite independent bookstore, Barnes & Noble, or Amazon.

New! Book! News!

I’m absolutely thrilled to announce the sale of my second YA anthology. Summer Days & Summer Nights: Twelve Love Stories will be released in Summer 2016 from the same WONDERFUL publishers who brought you My True Love Gave to Me: Twelve Holiday Stories—Sara Goodman at St. Martin’s Press and Rachel Petty at Macmillan UK. Once again, I’ll be editing as well as contributing a story.

This collection will feature twelve new tales of romantic love, all set during the summer months, from twelve new (okay, okay—minus me, eleven!) outstanding authors:

Leigh Bardugo

Francesca Lia Block

Libba Bray

Cassandra Clare

Brandy Colbert

Tim Federle

Lev Grossman

Nina LaCour

Stephanie Perkins

Veronica Roth

Jon Skovron

Jennifer E. Smith

I am so, so grateful to each of these authors for their trust and enthusiasm. I mean. That’s an incredible list, right??

I’m also thankful for Kate Schafer Testerman, my kindhearted and always kick-ass agent. And I’m so happy and honored to be working with Sara Goodman and Rachel Petty again, because … because … they’re just so freaking great, you guys.

Here’s the official announcement from Publisher’s Weekly:

Sara Goodman at St. Martin’s has bought Stephanie Perkins’s second young adult anthology, Summer Days & Summer Nights: Twelve Love Stories, a collection of 12 romantic tales of young summer love, which includes contributions from Leigh Bardugo, Francesca Lia Block, Libba Bray, Cassandra Clare, Nina LaCour, Veronica Roth, Jennifer E. Smith, among others. Publication is slated for summer 2016; Kate Schafer Testerman at KT Literary brokered the deal for North American rights.

I hope you’re as excited as I am! Except I realize that’s not actually possible. (Because I’m REALLY REALLY SUPER EXCITED.) But I do hope this news makes you smile.

Because this book? It’s gonna be special. :-)



P.S. If you’re on Goodreads, please add Summer Days & Summer Nights to-read HERE.