When, in a nyquil-induced haze, I heard the announcement of the National Book Award on the radio this morning, I thought the "young people's" book was The Mockingbirds (by Daisy Whitney), which I remembered from blurbs as being about mean girls -- it turns out it's also about surviving date rape. I fretted people would confuse it with Mockingjay, the last of the Hunger Games series. It turns out, the winner is Mockingbird, by Kathryn Erskine, about an eleven-year-old with Asperger's.
I gotta pay more attention.
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