Wednesday, March 21, 2018

Paradise Girl by Phill Featherstone


Genre: Nominally YA/NA, general fiction
Release Date: 27 January 2017
Publisher: Matador
Kerryl Shaw has always kept a diary, but this one is different because she knows
she is going to die.
A highly infectious and incurable virus spreads worldwide. Seventeen-year-old
Kerryl lives with her family on a remote farm. They think they will be safe, but
the danger advances. One day a stranger arrives, and it soon becomes apparent
that he has brought the plague to their door.
Kerryl is sure it’s only a matter of time before she catches the infection and dies,
and decides to record what she thinks will be her final days. She realises that
her diary will never be read, so she imagines a reader and calls him Adam.
Loneliness and isolation affect the balance of her mind. Little by little Adam
comes alive to her, and she sets off across the moor to meet him.



EXTRACT


Introductions are boring, but unless I take time to explain things it will be
confusing for you. Me first. Not very polite, I know, but it’s probably the best
place to start.
My name is Kerryl – or that’s what my family and friends call me. My proper
name is Cheryl. Cheryl Alison Shaw. They call me the Paradise Girl. Don’t get
excited – it sounds sexy but it’s not. I’m seventeen years old and still a virgin.
I’m not a nun, I’ve been out with loads of boys – Tim, Mark (two of them), Nathan,
Jake, Tristram, Steve – but I wasn’t that keen on any of them and they didn’t last.
The exception was Mark II. He was older than me, fearsomely good looking and
he had a nice car. I thought he was really hot. When I wasn’t with him I was
thinking about him. But it seems he wasn’t as keen as me, and one day my best
friend, Josie, told me that he was going out with Monica Woodbridge and saying
I was a frigid cow. It seems everybody knew I’d been dumped and I was the last
to find out.
The worst thing was the shock. I thought Monica Woodbridge was my friend.
As well as that, all the girls in our group had been going out with the same
boys for a long time, but I seemed to keep a boyfriend for only a few weeks.
Was there something wrong with me? To be honest, I’m not a great beauty. I
don’t mean I’m a train wreck or anything. I’m not bad looking, but I’m not
like Charlene Brooker or Suzy Simmonds. They’re electric, both of them.
Charlene could be a model, and Suzy’s always surrounded by a gang of
drooling boys.
They’re gone now: Charlene, Suzy, Josie, Monica, all of them.
Sorry for the break there. I had to stop to have a little weep. I’ll try not to do
too much of that. I suppose I can console myself with one thing: with everyone
else dead, I must be the most beautiful girl in the world!


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ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Phill Featherstone was born and brought up in the north of England. He trained as a
teacher and taught English in comprehensive schools. In the late 1990s he and his wife,
Sally, founded a publishing company specialising in education books for the early years.
In 2008 the business was acquired by Bloomsbury, after which they moved to Yorkshire.
He now spends his time writing, travelling, on the arts and on conservation work.
Phill has degrees from Cambridge and Leicester Universities, and is a member of the
Society of Authors. Paradise Girl is his third novel, although the first to be published.
Paradise Girl recently won a CHILL WITH A BOOK AWARD!
Twitter: @PhillFeathers


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