Monday, August 11, 2014

Tour Launch: The Cinderella Theorem by Kristee Ravan

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We're launching the BOOK TOUR for
The Cinderella Theorem
By Kristee Ravan

Come read along on our rather logical fairy tale journey!

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24 - Grand Finale

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The Cinderella Theorem (The Lily Sparrow Chronicles)The Cinderella Theorem
(The Lily Sparrow Chronicles #1)
by Kristee Ravan

YA Urban Fantasy

Paperback, 367 pages

March 17th 2014

Fairy tales are naturally non-mathematical. That is a fact, and fifteen-year-old Lily Sparrow loves factual, mathematical logic. So when her mother confesses that Lily’s deceased father is (a) not dead, (b) coming to dinner, and (c) the ruler of a fairy tale kingdom accessible through the upstairs bathtub, Lily clings to her math to help her make sense of this new double life (1 life in the real world + 1 secret life in the fairy tale world = a double life).

Even though it’s not mathematical, Lily finds herself being pulled into a mystery involving an unhappy Cinderella, a greasy sycophant called Levi, and a slew of vanishing fairy tale characters. Racing against the clock, with a sound mathematical plan, Lily attempts to save her fairy tale friends while proving that normality = happiness.


     Mom smiled at me. “How was school?”
     “Not enough math.” I munched a pretzel. “What time are we
going out tonight?”
     “Going out?” Mom’s voice was quieter, distracted. She was
sinking back into her novel.
     “For dinner? For my birthday?”
     Eyes fixed on her computer screen, she answered, “No. Matt
is bringing dinner.”
     “Matt? Matt who?” I quickly ran a mental index of my
mother’s friends, acquaintances, and contacts for a Matt.
     Mom gasped, covered her mouth with her hand, and mumbled,
“Oh! It was supposed to be a surprise! What am I—”
     “Mom!” I grabbed her shoulders, crushing a pretzel in my
palm. “Stop. Who is Matt? Explain logically.”
     She nodded. “Okay. Let’s sit down.” She led the way to the
living room, and sat beside me on the couch, patting me on the back. “The thing
is, Lily, I don’t want to explain too much without your father. He—”
     “Wait. What?” I interrupted. “My father?”
     “Oh! Fiddlesticks! I did it again! Matt’s going to kill me.
I do fine for fifteen years and blow it on the last day. Why am I—”
     “Right. Well,” she took a breath. “To begin, I should say
that your father is not dead.”
     “But, he is dead. You told me that he died–that the train he
was on hit a cow.”[i]
     “No, Sweetie.” She patted my knee. “He’s not dead. He is
alive and he’s coming to dinner.”
     “I don’t understand. The train wrecked, the cow died, Dad
died. You showed me the news story.”
     Mom sighed. (Why is she sighing? Did she think that I would
automatically understand? Did I miss the Lily,
your dad is not dead
memo?) “There was a train wreck, a cow did die. And it
was on the news. But your father was not on
the train.”
     I took a deep breath. “Okay. Where was he?”
     “He wants to explain all this to you, and he should be the
one to do it. Can we just leave it at: he’s not dead, and he’s coming to dinner
     “Why did you tell me he was dead?”
     “It was safer for everyone if you thought that. But, Lily,
your father can explain this a lot better than me.” She stood up. “Now, I need
to work on getting the prince to fall in love with the princess, and you should
probably get your homework done before dinner. I’m sure you’re going to have a
lot to talk about with your dad.” She turned to go back to the office.
       Are you kidding me? That’s the end of the conversation?

[i] If
I seem a little slow to understand what my mom is telling me, keep in mind that
fifteen years of believing my dad is dead is greater than 3 minutes of hearing
he is alive. (15 > 3.)

Kristee Ravan
Kristee Ravan lives in Oklahoma with her husband, daughter, and pet fish, Val (short for Valentine). She wanted to be many things as she grew up including a general, an artist, and an architect. But she never bothered to say, "I want to be a writer when I grow up." She was always writing stories and thought of herself as a writer anyway. She sent her first story to a publisher in the sixth grade. (It was rejected - in a nice way.) When she is not making up stories in her head, she enjoys reading, juggling, green smoothies, playing dollhouse with her daughter, and hearing from her fans. You can contact Kristee at the facebook page for her Lily Sparrow books: The Lily Sparrow Chronicles.

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