Love at Second Sight, Cathy Hopkins' new book for teens, is published in the UK tomorrow by Simon and Schuster. I'm excited about this blog tour as I love Cathy's Million Dollar Mates series - they're so fun! Here's what Love at Second Sight is all about:
Unlucky in love Jo is dragged along to see a clairvoyant by her two coupled-up best friends, and is told that there's only one boy for her. The trouble is, the last time she saw him was in a past life, when she worked as a governess to his younger brother. The clairvoyant tells her that as she is back in this life, so is he, and she must find him if she is ever to know true happiness and love. Jo doesn't believe a word of it - but then a series of events begin to change her mind. Could her one true love really be out there? In her quest to find the One, she visits psychics and cemeteries - but will she even be able to recognize her soul-mate when she finds him? Or is she destined to continue looking for love for all of time?
Thanks to Cathy for writing the following guest post for me and I hope you enjoy it!
Cathy's Favourite Teen Reads!
Oo, that’s a difficult one – there were so many.
If I was pressed for my favourites though, I’d say the books with the wildly romantic heroes in them. Books like Wuthering Heights by Emily Bronte. Jane Eyre by Charlotte Bronte and Tess of the D’Ubervilles by Thomas Hardy. Being a teenager meant discovering boys were more than the annoying spotty oiks that used to pull my hair when I was younger and me and my friend’s heads were full of romantic notions that somewhere out there was a boy who would be different. A boy who’d ride into town (in my case, that town was Manchester, so he’d probably be on a moped!) and sweep me off my feet. A boy who’d make us feel passionate and alive. It certainly wasn’t happening down at St Bernadette’s Youth club where we all used to hang out on a Friday night. Sadly most of the boys there didn’t have a clue plus the fact that I grew tall, 5ft 9, quite early on, and the boys were much shorter than I was.
Where’s my romantic hero? I’d think. In books, that’s where he was. Heathcliff, Mr Rochester, both were classic broody, bad boys. The books were full of longing, souls entwined, hearts bound together through time. I loved all that part of it.
Curiously, Mr Darcy in Pride and Prejudice left me cold though I enjoyed the book. He always seemed a bit of drip compared the Bronte sister’s male characters who had a edge to them. What is the attraction of the bad boy? They do your head in but always seemed more appealing to me than nice, safe boys who I found a bit dull. Maybe it was all that fresh air up on the moors that prompted the Bronte’s to write such great stories and I grew up quite near so the air so it must have got to me too!
In later teens, I moved on to my ‘looking for the meaning of life phase” (that phase still continues…) and I discovered and loved the books by Herman Hesse, particularly Siddhartha and Narziss and Goldmund. I recently bought them to reread so it will be interesting to see if they stand the test of time.