The Unwinding of Vivian Delaney
Dear Writer's Voice Coaches:
Thank you so much for hosting the contest. I'd like to introduce you to my YA novel The Unwinding of Vivian Delaney in which five best friends whose lives revolve around extra-curricular activities, tutors, and private schools find themselves in a death pact if they aren't admitted to an Ivy League school of their choice.
Seventeen-year-old Vivian Delaney's been faking her way through Evergreen Preparatory Academy, Seattle's most prestigious private school, since third grade. Her best friend, Layne Stevens, is the only one who knows her family doesn't live in one of the exclusive neighborhoods inhabited by EV Prep's elite. Layne doesn't dish on Vivian's secrets because he has issues of his own: he's a gambling addict, the only child of employee number two hundred thirty-seven at Microsoft, with a love of Adderall and Red Bull and a necessity to be admitted to his dad's Ivy League Alma Mater.
When Layne flippantly makes a pact with their tight-knit group of friends that they'll have to kill themselves if they don't get accepted into their schools of choice they jokingly accept the challenge. Vivian knows Layne's been under a lot of stress, but he can't be serious. Plus, they shouldn't have anything to worry about since they're all AP students with top grades and near perfect SAT scores. But when the group finds out the world is filled with students just as special as they are the cracks begin to show.
When the pressure begins to take its toll and the college responses start to come in Layne's behavior becomes more and more erratic and Vivian begins to wonder if Layne's death pact really wasn't a joke after all.
The Unwinding of Vivian Delaney 60,000-word story about a girl who finds out what happens when you've spent your entire life being convinced your extraordinary.
The Unwinding of Vivian Delaney
At least that's what my parents say. They've been filling my mind with specialness since we moved to Seattle and they discovered Evergreen Preparatory Academy. EV Prep is where esteemed parents send the offspring to ensure their acceptance to the Ivy League.
The problem is that I'm a total phony.
No, scratch that, my mom taught me not highlight my shortcomings. The truth is, I'm a second-tier private school girl living in the wrong zip code. The only person who knows the real me is my best friend, Layne Stevens, who saw me wearing saltwater sandals in third grade and decided to adopt me as his pet project. No one wears saltwater sandals to private school, but my mom didn't get the memo when we moved to Seattle. Mom's mistake sending me dressed like an REI model on the first day of third grade saved me from a lifetime of private school abyss.
And tomorrow is the beginning of the end: the first day of senior year. One year of college applications, campus visits, and interviews. It crushes me. Like I'm drowning in a sea of air where the elements have changed and the air is no longer breathable. I'm the girl who took one deep breath and didn't bother to take another.
Have you ever seen someone crack before? The fine lines start. They're invisible at first, like you don't even realize they're there. That's what's happening to me now.
Cracks are taking over the place where a person used to be.