Please welcome Jennifer Scott, author of The Hundred Gifts.
Jennifer Scott is the national bestselling, award-winning author of Second Chance Friends, The Accidental Book Club, and The Sister Season. Her acclaimed YA novels under a pseudonym, Jennifer Brown, have been selected as an ALA Best Book for Young Adults, a VOYA Perfect Ten, and a School Library Journal Best Book of the Year.
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Chips, chocolate or cheese?
Chocolate. Specifically, Christopher Elbow bananas foster truffles.
Bridget Jones, Becky Bloomwood or Carrie Bradshaw?
Bridget Jones.
Wine, beer or vodka?
Wine, wine, wine! Especially if its Glenora Concrete Egg Pinot Blanc, and I’m sipping it while sitting outside with my husband on a warm late summer evening overlooking the Glenora vineyard and beautiful Seneca Lake.
Camping or spa vacation?
Oh, gack—never, ever camping! I’m a spa girl.
Water or mountains?
Mountains, but only by a hair.
Zombies or vampires?
Vampires, because they can be sexy. Zombies are just kinda…decayed.
Dogs or cats?
Cats. I have two elderly long-hair cats (George and Gracie) who completely run my life.
Coke or Pepsi?
Pepsi, but only if it’s decaffeinated, and only a few times a year.
Coffee or tea?
Coffee. Dunkin Donuts coffee. Every day. All day if I could.
Dine out or take away?
If it’s just the Hub and me, dine out. If I’m dragging the kids along, take away.
High heels, sneakers or flip flops?
Sneakers—brightly colored Nikes or cool print Vans.
Physical Book or ebook?
Physical book. I’ve never owned an ebook.
Paperback or Hardcover?
Hardcover.
Pen or pencil?
A nice, sharp pencil.
Mad Men, Downton Abbey or Breaking Bad?
Breaking Bad, hands-down. Even talking about it right now makes me want to start the series over and watch it all again.
Drama or comedy?
Drama. The more you make me cry, the better!
Twilight or Hunger Games?
Hunger Games
Lipstick, lipgloss or chapstick?
Lipgloss. But I also keep Chapstick pretty much everywhere (purse, cabinets, car, etc.) for Napoleon Dynamite-esque lip emergencies.
Facebook or Twiter?
Facebook.
Plot your entire novel or fly by the seat of your pants?
I am a total pantser! I love to let my characters say where the story is going!
Chocolate. Specifically, Christopher Elbow bananas foster truffles.
Bridget Jones, Becky Bloomwood or Carrie Bradshaw?
Bridget Jones.
Wine, beer or vodka?
Wine, wine, wine! Especially if its Glenora Concrete Egg Pinot Blanc, and I’m sipping it while sitting outside with my husband on a warm late summer evening overlooking the Glenora vineyard and beautiful Seneca Lake.
Camping or spa vacation?
Oh, gack—never, ever camping! I’m a spa girl.
Water or mountains?
Mountains, but only by a hair.
Zombies or vampires?
Vampires, because they can be sexy. Zombies are just kinda…decayed.
Dogs or cats?
Cats. I have two elderly long-hair cats (George and Gracie) who completely run my life.
Coke or Pepsi?
Pepsi, but only if it’s decaffeinated, and only a few times a year.
Coffee or tea?
Coffee. Dunkin Donuts coffee. Every day. All day if I could.
Dine out or take away?
If it’s just the Hub and me, dine out. If I’m dragging the kids along, take away.
High heels, sneakers or flip flops?
Sneakers—brightly colored Nikes or cool print Vans.
Physical Book or ebook?
Physical book. I’ve never owned an ebook.
Paperback or Hardcover?
Hardcover.
Pen or pencil?
A nice, sharp pencil.
Mad Men, Downton Abbey or Breaking Bad?
Breaking Bad, hands-down. Even talking about it right now makes me want to start the series over and watch it all again.
Drama or comedy?
Drama. The more you make me cry, the better!
Twilight or Hunger Games?
Hunger Games
Lipstick, lipgloss or chapstick?
Lipgloss. But I also keep Chapstick pretty much everywhere (purse, cabinets, car, etc.) for Napoleon Dynamite-esque lip emergencies.
Facebook or Twiter?
Facebook.
Plot your entire novel or fly by the seat of your pants?
I am a total pantser! I love to let my characters say where the story is going!
The Hundred Gifts
With the holidays around the corner, empty-nester Bren Epperson realizes that for the first time in decades, she has no large family to cook for, no celebration to create. To fill the void, she starts teaching a holiday cooking class, and it’s a huge success—until Virginia Mash, the old lady who lives in the upstairs apartment above the classroom, bursts into her class complaining about the interruption. Rather than retaliate, Bren suggests that the class shower Virginia with kindness—and give her one hundred gifts. Together, they embark on a plan to lift the old woman’s heart. Along the way, amidst the knitting and the making and the baking, they discover that family extends far beyond blood, the best gifts can’t be bought, and that family celebrations can be reborn and new traditions established.
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