Towns and road trip novels that feature a teen paving the way to
adulthood, Alsaid’s debut is a gem among contemporary YA novels.” – School
together by a special girl in search of adventure, hope, and full
appreciation of life’s simple pleasures. A do-not-miss. ” – Justine Magazine
debut.” – Kirkus
Lights takes readers on a captivating cross-country journey, where four
strangers’ adventures collide into one riveting tale of finding yourself.” ―YABooksCentral.com
“This will likely be a popular summer
hit, especially for older teen about to embark on their own journeys of
On Pretty Little Memoirs:
“Let’s Get Lost is an absorbing, beautiful novel we all need in our lives. Phenomenal!” – Pretty Little Memoirs
First Trip Alone
sister likes to say that before I came back from my trip to Israel, she’d never
heard me speak. That’s probably an exaggeration, but not an extreme one. When I
boarded the plane to Israel on the eve of my eighteenth birthday, I was a shy
kid, reserved, talkative only with my closest friends.
brother puts it a different way: “Before, you couldn’t decide if you cared or
not. Then you decided you didn’t.” He said this when we shared an apartment in
college, when I was doing things like taking spontaneous road trips to Baker,
California just to have lunch, or founding a student organization at UNLV
called Students for the Advancement of Silliness. I brought my first girlfriend
to the top floor of a library and rained down thirty notecards with book
quotations on them. I wrote editorials in the school newspaper about choosing
to be happier.
me be clear about this: I didn’t notice it happening. In Israel, I read a lot.
I walked around a lot. Though fluent in Hebrew, I didn’t speak a lot, because
outside of my grandmother and some cousins, I didn’t know anyone. I could have
made friends on the basketball courts where I played, or the bar full of
American expats and travelers from all over the world, but I didn’t. By the end
I was having more and more conversations with people there, because I’d learned
that if I didn’t I could go days without saying a word. But that didn’t feel
like growth; it just felt like loneliness, which wasn’t anything new. I had fun
in Israel, and though I’d imagined something life-changing (I brought a
notebook, thinking that maybe I’d write a book while there), I left thinking it
hadn’t happened. The first day I returned to Mexico and had coffee with a
friend, within twenty minutes, she said, “You’ve changed.”
not like I went to Israel and came back a new person. I was simply more myself.
The layer of shyness that usually hid parts of me from the world was washed
away by the Mediterranean, or burned away from my skin from the suntan I gained
on the beaches of Tel Aviv. I broke out of my proverbial shell, deciding, as my
brother pointed out, that I no longer cared to reside within it.
what I’m trying to get at, and why Leila’s travels in Let’s Get Lost
serve as the perfect backdrop to five coming-of-age stories: Travel leads to
self-discovery. You grow, even if you don’t notice it happening. Especially if
you do it at the age I did, the age the characters in the book are, the world
seeps into your cracks and pulls you further out.
You ALL know I loved Let’s Get Lost back in May, so now it’s your turn to get reading! You can’t miss this one AND it’s available to buy now!