A WORLD WITHOUT YOU Book Tour, Day 4: Boston, MA

Welcome to Day Four of my book/research tour! 

Boston was actually not in my original manuscript--or my original plan. It wasn't until much later in the writing process, when Phoebe became a narrating character and I realized I needed a moment with her outside her home that I thought to have her go with her mother into Boston. 

And since I dragged my own mother with me on this trip, I was really glad that I got to share Boston with her. We took the ferry from Salem (to avoid parking in the city), and that was an excellent choice.

In A World Without You, Phoebe's mom takes her out for an adventure day, driving down to Faneuil Hall for some shopping. It's not that huge of a scene, but it honestly took me days to research--I was fascinated by the idea of Faneuil Hall, but needed to get the feel right, you know? 

And while I knew that Faneuil (and the nearby markets) were now basically shopping centers, I didn't realize that the top portion of Faneuil was and sometimes still is used for politics. Frederick Douglass and Lucy Stone both spoke up for more freedoms here.

But basically, Faneuil is now a part of a couple of market buildings full of shops and delicious food. 

And I was especially happy to be able to explore it with my mother.

Although short, the scene in A World Without You is important because it shows Phoebe and her mother in a rare moment alone together. It was my way of showing their love, and so it was even more special that I got to share it with my own mother.

Also, I sort of loved how--much like on Plum Island--my research seemed eerily to come to life around me. Like I said before, the scene with Phoebe and her mother in Faneuil Hall is really short, but in it, Phoebe casually checks out a sundress and considers buying it. And as my mother and I were walking between the market buildings, a saleslady tried to get us to buy some sundresses!

Another thing Phoebe and her mom do is cruise through the Quincy Market and try to out do each other in tasty foods. You guys. You guys. There's basically an entire building that's one big food court and it's full of things that involve melted cheese and gelato and chocolate and ahhhhhhhhhhhhh.

Also? Totally without prompting, my mom picked a mac and cheese stall for lunch proving (a) that we're totally related, and (b) another eerie connection with A World Without You as that's what Phoebe and her mom end up getting too. (Or maybe not eerie, because why would anyone pick anything else when mac and cheese is on the menu?)

After checking out Faneuil and the other marketplaces, Mom and I started on the Freedom Trail. This brick line meanders around the city, pausing at places where important things in the American Revolution happened. 

Of course, the first thing I gravitated to was the cemeteries. 

The above gravestone was noted for being so ornate; do you recognize all the tombstone symbols carved into it? 

I don't care what happens to my body, but I want a cool gravestone, y'all. 

Here's one we couldn't figure out, even when we asked park rangers about it. Some of the graves of revolutionaries were covered in coins. Why? No idea. Just...coins. Coins all over.  

Apparently, this gravestone helped inspire Nathaniel Hawthorne and The Scarlet Letter. The crest on the side may have inspired the large red "A" Hester had to wear. 

Sam Adams grave was located just in front of...

...the graves of the victims of the Boston Massacre. Which happened just a few blocks away, marked by this circle embedded in the ground in front of the Old State Building.

I remember very vividly how in my old text book, there were political cartoons and illustrations of the Boston Massacre--and they were brutally graphic. And yet, being in this spot and seeing the graves--and hearing more of what really happened, outside of propoganda--was hugely powerful. 

Fun note! On the balcony in the Old State Building above, they read the Declaration of Independence to the people gathered below. 

But back to the graves! Aren't they beautiful?

I particularly liked the skull design of this one...probably the most vividly realistic of the lot. 

John Hancock had a large monument in the cemetery to match his large signature on the Declaration of Independence...

And I loved the symbolic winged time that decorated the wall outside the cemetary, too. 

Another fun fact! The graves were originally kept by a groundskeeper who also kept his cows in the walled cemetery, at least until people started complaining about all the cow poo filling the area up.

So after a long day of walking the trail, dragging my mom through graveyards, and nerding out over history, we decided to hop onto a whale watching boat! 

I know what you're thinking: whale watching in Boston? I thought I'd never see whales outside of Canada and Alaska, but honestly, it was such a great experience here! The boat tour was about three hours long (I know), and it was potentially my favorite thing. 

Apparently, there's a well-known feeding ground for humpback whales off the coast, and the tour--run by the aquarium--took us straight there. It wasn't long before we started seeing puffs of white water on the surface...

And then we saw three humpback whales--and they seemed intent on saying hi! 

When I tell you these whales got close, I'm vastly underselling you the experience. They were so close that they moved our boat. They were so close that I could look them in the eye. They were so close that, had I been on the lower deck, I would have felt the mist from their blowing.

This whale became my very best friend. We're going on vacation together later.

I kept trying and trying to get one of those classic pictures of the tail splashing back into the sea, and I kept being a second off...

But I did get a great shot of a whale shooting straight up from the water to try to scare off the birds that were circling it (and stealing its lunch).

That is a mother flipping whale telling off a bunch of mother flipping birds and its face is right there.

In the end, I did get my tail picture ;) And on the boat ride back to shore, the scientists on board showed us what baleen looks and feels like. 

Once we got back, we hung out at the market for a little while longer, then snagged a duck tour of the harbor--everyone's top recommendation. 

After a long day of sightseeing and whale watching, it was sort of a relief to take the ferry back to our car and call it a night. As we left, I turned around and snapped this picture of Boston at sunset...a fitting end to a day full of history, family, and whale bffs.

Stick around all this week for more updates and travelogue of my recent tour--including a literal whale, a makeover, and a naked cowboy! 

And don't forget to enter my on-going giveaway--100 people who take a photograph of A World Without You and post it online will get a free surprise gift in the mail! 

More details and entry form are located here.

And hey! Why not get yourself a fancy signed copy of the book? 

A WORLD WITHOUT YOU Book Tour, Day 3: Salem, MA

I chose to set A World Without You in New England for several different reasons. I was first formulating the idea for the novel during a different signing at Wellesley Books, located just outside of Boston. When I was searching for an island to place my fictional school, I discovered Plum Island (which I talked about in yesterday's post). But there was also a time and place I'd long been fascinated with...

Salem, Massachusetts.



I have long been fascinated by the heart of the Salem Witch Trials, and when I started writing this strange little book featuring time travel and super powers, I knew I wanted to include Salem.

In the novel, Bo's girlfriend, Sofía, gets stuck in the past...in Salem...during the witch trials...and she has the power to turn invisible, but not the ability to control it. Additionally, she's Latina with dark skin, features that the Puritans didn't really look too kindly upon (see also: Tituba). 

Fortunately, all of the Salem events in A World Without You take place during the past--because modern Salem was nothing like what I expected it to be! Here in North Carolina, we have the recreated village of Old Salem (similar to Colonial Williamsburg) where people dress in period costumes and showcase the age. Everything's kind of contained in a historical district, and you meander around and learn stuff. 

That was...not really the case of Salem, MA. The town was sprawling--historical buildings weren't all grouped together in one small area, but spread out over miles, with many blocks of nonhistorical stuff between. And there was a strange mix of historical nautical stuff sponsored by the national park service and very commercial witch stuff put on by everyone else. 

These beautiful figurehead carvings were interspersed throughout the town, and were a reminder that Salem was first and foremost a nautical city. 

Of course, the reason most tourists come to Salem is for the witch history, and there was a healthy mix of truly historical landmarks, accurate museums and tours, and purely sensational nonsense (all of which I'm all on board for, tbh).

Early on we discovered the Burying Point, the oldest graveyard in Salem, dating back to 1637. It's believed that some of the original colonists were buried in the area, but their graves were unmarked in order to disguise just how many people had died and avoid looking weak to the Native Americans. 

Anyone who knows me knows I love cemeteries. The older the better. 

One of the first tombstones I found was that of Justice John Hathorne, who presided over many of the Salem Witch Trials as judge. 

Fun fact! Author Nathaniel Hawthorne is related to the Justice, but was so disgusted by his ancestor's participation in the Witch Trials that he changed the spelling of his own last name. 

I loved the markings on many of the tombstones--particularly the winged skull, a reminder that life is fleeting, which adorned so many of them. 

I was also smitten with the phrasing--many of the tombstones stated "here lies the body" of someone; it's a slight deviation from our more common "here lies," but a significant note. 

Near the back of the graveyard, behind an old house that belonged to Nathaniel Hawthorne's wife, I found the grave of Nathaniel Mather, brother to Cotton Mather. Cotton was a fascinating character--a scientist who provided significant research in hybridization and supported innoculations to prevent diseases, but who also was a full-hearted supported of the Salem Witch Trials. 

I seriously could have spent all day in the cemetery. I look at old tombstones like these broken, faded ones caged next to a big tree, and all I see are stories that have been forgotten, waiting to be rediscovered...

On the other side of the cemetery is the official memorial park. A tree-lined park is surrounded by twenty stone benches, each representing a different victim of the Trials. The park was dedicated by author and humanitarian Elie Wiesel. It's easy to get caught up in the sensationalism of the Witch Trials--and the countless "spooky" tours and "mystic" crap being peddled all around add to this--but it's hugely important to remember that there are real people beneath the graves.  

One of the things I liked best during my tour of Salem was a re-enactment play called Cry Innocent. In it, actors dressed in period costumes re-enact an actual trial, using actual transcripts. The audience is the jury and casts a vote at the end deciding whether Bridget Bishop is innocent or a witch.  

Our jury voted 12-11 on Bridget's innocence...but the actress told us in an afterward how Bridget was ultimately found guilty of witchcraft and hanged for her crimes. 

I really loved how interactive this play was--the actors sat amongst the audience, and the stage wasn't a stage so much as a trial room. Periodically, the trial would "pause" so that the audience could interrogate Bridget or the witnesses against her, or ask for clarification from the judge (Justice Hawthorne). 

But what really stuck with me was just how...unjust the whole trial was. How can you prove you're not a witch? How can you prove you believe--or don't believe--anything? 

And just to add to how truly weird the world and time and history are, here I am playing Pokemon Go just before the re-enactment trial began... the future is strange, yo. 

Aside from the Witch Trials, one of the real people who is best remembered in Salem is author Nathaniel Hawthorne. Best known for The Scarlet Letter (which I've written many an essay on in my time), Hawthorne is also the author of several other books. 

And, for awhile, he worked here: 

The Custom House overlooked the water, and Hawthorne worked as a surveyor here. Anyone who's had to suffer through The Scarlet Letter may recognize this building (and the eagle) from the (omg so long and boring) preface at the beginning of the novel. 

What I loved? The story that Hawthorne was actually kind of terrible at his job, was fired after his political buddies left office, and spent time he was supposed to be working at his job instead working on his novels. This made me love Hawthorne way more than any of his actual books. 

The little sign says that the above quill was one that was very likely used by Hawthorne while he wrote his books, and the desk below was Hawthorne's own. 

I expected to find all kinds of information about the Witch Trials at Salem, but in all honesty, aside from experiencing Cry Innocent and getting a stronger feel of the layout of the town, there were two things that really surprised me. One was learning about the House of Seven Gables, made famous in the Nathaniel Hawthorne novel of the same name. 

We weren't allowed to take pictures inside, so all you get is this exterior shot. I'll be honest--I'm not really a fan of Hawthorne, and the only reason we toured this house is because, well...it was there and we had the time. But man, I'm glad I did! It wasn't the architecture that got me--although seven gables is seven more than my house has. It wasn't the period decorations, or even the history. 

It was the mother-flipping secret passage.

Look, I like old houses. But I've never seen a cooler, better hidden, more secrety secret passage than the one that's in this house. It's so well hidden I don't think I'd ever find it on my own, and even once you did find it, it's pretty awesome. The passage is hidden behind the wood closet by the fireplace--a door opens out of the wall when you press it just right, revealing a very narrow staircase that is more like a ladder in some spots and takes you up into the gabled attic. It's a tight squeeze--I had to hold my messenger bag over my head to go up!--and the rooms in the attic are the most untouched of the house. Believed to be bedrooms for servants, the thing that fascinated me was the tally marks scratched into the walls...

After this historical and literarily-significant house, the other thing I learned about Salem that I'd not know before was the Derby House. Well--the house wasn't that shocking (and we couldn't go in). What was shocking was learning about the Derby family of Salem--America's first millionaires. It's hard to believe, but Salem was once one of the wealthiest cities in America, and home to the wealthiest man. And this little house was his "starter home" as he amassed his fortunes...

While Salem was nothing like I expected, I loved discovering some of its secrets!

After visiting Salem, I made a mad dash through insane traffic (you guys were not kidding about Massachusetts traffic!) in order to get to my second signing. Hosted by the Wellesley Free Library in conjunction with Wellesley Books, I got the chance to discuss relationships in literature with Julie Berry, Lori Goldstein, and Emily Ross!

And across from the library was this castle-like structure (which I think was city hall?). It would make an excellent Berkshire Academy, no?

Stick around all this week for more updates and travelogue of my recent tour--including a literal whale, a makeover, and a naked cowboy! 

And don't forget to enter my on-going giveaway--100 people who take a photograph of A World Without You and post it online will get a free surprise gift in the mail! 

More details and entry form are located here.

And hey! Why not get yourself a fancy signed copy of the book?