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An Interview w/ Daria Snadowsky and a Giveaway!

September 27, 2008

As you know, I very much enjoyed Anatomy of a Boyfriend, which is Daria Snadowsky’s debut novel. When I e-mailed Daria to let her know my review was up, I asked if she’d be interested in doing an interview and maybe a giveaway. And she said yes! This is my first author interview, so I’m sure I could have done much, much better with the questions, but there you go. I wanted to keep it short and avoid spoilers, because I admit that unless I’ve read the book, I usually skim author interviews posted on other blogs. So, I promise you can read the interview (it’s only 400 words!), find out a little more about Daria, learn nothing spoiler-y about the plot of Anatomy of a Boyfriend, and there will be a giveaway at the end to make it worth your while. ;)

Was it difficult to transition from writing as a journalist to writing as a novelist?
Yes and no. I missed the instant gratification that journalism affords and that you can potentially be done writing a piece in a matter of hours. But the skills accrued as a journalist (writing under tight deadlines and radically editing articles to fit a few inches of space) proved valuable for writing a novel, too.

What made you decide to write for teens instead of adults?
Mostly because I still feel like a teen. My screenname on MySpace is adultolescent.

What part of Anatomy was the most difficult to write?
The love scenes. Finding that balance between graphic and pornographic, between sensual and sensationalized, between honest and gratuitous was a constant battle. Judy Blume’s Forever remained my model throughout. [Eva’s note: she definitely found that balance, fyi.]

What part was the most fun to write?
The first kiss. It’s simply a magical moment, and it was fun reliving my first kiss through Dom.

Is there anything you hope teens will get out of the book?
It was important to me that the book not be judgmental. At the end, I don’t say whether Dom was right to go all the way with her boyfriend or whether her whole relationship with him was a waste. Those are decisions the individual reader has to make on his/her own. So I just wanted to illustrate how wonderful and horrible and magical and devastating love and intimacy can be. I want readers who haven’t experienced those things to live vicariously, and for readers who have experienced those things to feel less alone, and for older readers to feel nostalgic. I hope the book is entertaining and educational, but it’s meant to serve an empathetic purpose.

If someone asked you to make a list of your must-read books, what would they be?
Let me single just one out that EVERYONE should read. Love and Limerence: The Experience of Being in Love, by Dr. Dorothy Tennov. It’s not a self-help book, but anyone who’s ever been in love to the point where it felt unhealthy and self-destructive would find this read comforting. Simone de Beauvoir said of this book, “Excellent. Of universal interest. It deals with the subject in an entirely new way.” This book was a huge inspiration behind Anatomy of a Boyfriend, which is why I dedicated it in part to Tennov (the other dedicatee is Judy Blume).

And now, Daria is offering a signed copy of her book, Anatomy of a Boyfriend! The drawing will be in ten days, on October 7th. To enter, leave a comment telling the story of your first kiss (or if that’s too much, describe your first crush). It’s a worldwide contest, so no matter where you live you can enter. Link back to this post on your blog for an additional entry

And because fair is fair, here’s the story of my (Eva’s) first kiss:
I was a freshman in college, but still 17, and there was this guy who I’d liked on and off since the beginning of the school year (it was then March). We had finally agreed to begin dating, after I clarified that I didn’t have a crush on one of his best friends (awww: the drama of teenagers!). He knew that I hadn’t been kissed before, so he was talking about how we should drive out somewhere under the stars (yes, he was a bit of a romantic), until I finally just said that none of that mattered. So he kissed me in my dorm room, and it was weird and magical like all first kisses. ;) The end! (We dated for ten months after that, so he wasn’t the ‘kiss and run’ type. lol)

19 Comments leave one →
  1. September 27, 2008 2:28 pm

    What a great interview! I think you asked very interesting questions, Eva, and I would never have guessed it was your first author interview if you hadn’t said so.

    I particularly love Daria’s answer to question #5. And as for question #3, I completely agree that she did find the balance.

    Thanks for sharing the story of your first kiss. It’s funny how we imagine these romantic scenarios, and then when it happens none of those things really matter. Weird and magical are indeed the perfect adjectives for first kisses!

  2. September 27, 2008 3:16 pm

    I love the story of your first kiss. Thinking about my own, brings back all sorts of bizzare (in a good way) feelings.

  3. September 27, 2008 3:27 pm

    I have to admit, my first kiss was nerve-wracking! I didn’t date anyone seriously until college, and didn’t want my boyfriend to know I was so inexperienced I’d never even been kissed! After the first kiss was over, it got a lot better.

  4. September 27, 2008 4:18 pm

    My first kiss was awkward, and I didn’t even end up dating the guy. We were in his friend’s garage headed into the house, and all of a sudden I look around and there’s no one there but us, and he’s hugging me and his forehead is up against mine, and then ALL OF A SUDDEN HIS TONGUE IS IN MY MOUTH!! I was all like, Awwwwwwwwwch! Gross! Because tongue-kissing clearly belongs in the realm of after-first-kissing. Also, I was 15.

    I’d better win this book.

  5. September 27, 2008 4:38 pm

    My first kiss, although not my first “real” kiss, was when I was 6. It was my best friend’s brother, Tommy, and we were playing hide and seek with his sis. He and I ended up crouched behind his parents’ car and all of a sudden we were looking at each other and we both swooped in for a peck. Ahhh, kindergarten puppy love!

    Great interview, by the way, Eva. Really lovely!

  6. September 27, 2008 8:24 pm

    Oh, and I turned this one down! I hate it when that happens.
    Great post!

  7. September 27, 2008 11:32 pm

    My first peck was in the 5th grade, the boy and I had schemed to get hall passes at the same time so we could meet in the breezeway. We had it all planned out, which just makes me laugh now. I had my first “real” kiss when I was 15 (in the band hall after school when no one was around) with a boy that I dated for three months. He was really nice guy and I still keep in touch with him.

  8. Belinda permalink
    September 28, 2008 1:56 am

    My first kiss now makes me cringe and go “Ewww!” I was 17 and met him at a party and by the end of the night we had shared a sloppy kiss. I got home around midnight and my parents were waiting up for me in absolute disgust, which is how, fourteen years later, I look back on the matter! Gross!

  9. September 28, 2008 4:46 am

    My first kiss was when I was 11. We had three “couples” in my fifth-grade class, which basically just meant boys and girls who hung out together and passed notes back and forth to each other in class. Sometime toward the end of the school year, each coupled boy and girl exchanged leather bracelets with each other and decided that meant we were “going together.” Then we all decided we were going to go off in the woods at the park during the end-of-year school picnic, and each couple would share its first kiss. None of us really wanted to do this, and it took us forever. Finally, each couple found its own tree to hide behind, and I leaned against it, and my “boyfriend” leaned in and gave me a short, sweet peck. Then we went back to the picnic, and I was VERY disappointed, because all the ice cream was gone by the time we got back. (I should really have written a whole post on this. It’s actually a pretty funny story.)

    Funny thing is, three months later we were all in sixth grade. By sixth grade, groups of kids were all playing spin the bottle together.

  10. September 28, 2008 8:25 am

    OK… So my answer to this is a bit embarrassing, considering my age, and I try not to tell this to too many people but you asked… I have never actually been kissed. No first kiss for me. Do I still get an entry?

  11. September 28, 2008 12:50 pm

    I was pretty old when I had my first kiss — 15! There’s not much to remember, but I know I was very anxious to get it over with! :)

  12. September 28, 2008 6:13 pm

    Fun interview! I’m going to steal “adultolescent”!!!

    First kiss: I was 14, and so not expecting the tongue! It put me off kissing for a while.

  13. September 29, 2008 1:05 pm

    Hope you’re feeling better soon. At least you have some great reading to keep you company when you’re feeling bad. :)

  14. September 29, 2008 1:06 pm

    Please enter me. I blogged about this here:

    First Kiss? Yet to have one….Hopefully soon.

    First Crush: When I was six, I “dated” this one day, and he was my first “kiss” because he kissed me on the cheek. It was sweet. :)


    lauren51990 at aol dot com

  15. September 29, 2008 6:02 pm

    I don’t remember that very first kiss. Guess it wasn’t memorable. (for Chartroose? it was probably spin the bottle!!!) Like Bybee, I do remember that first tongue kiss and I thought it nasty – I was a sophomore in HS.

    HOWEVER, I remember the first kiss with my husband! and we will celebrate 20 years this Nov… He invited me over to his place for pizza and a movie (we were in college) – it was Top Gun. And … ah, I remember it still. magical!

  16. September 29, 2008 7:40 pm

    I was 19. It was just after a wet, drizzly Christmas and we’d spent the day walking together in a local park, after exchanging our gifts. I’d been wondering all day whether “it” would happen — and, you know, pausing on the bridge, standing too close, trying on my own to get him to try it already! — but it hadn’t.

    Eventually, though, it was time for him to go home. I walked him to the bus stop, as was my habit. It was raining. We hugged goodbye and I decided to initiate things — I kissed his cheek, thinking that I’d be able to work my way toward his mouth. It turns out I didn’t need to do that; he swooped in — missing half my mouth, as it happened, but the sensation was marvellous nonetheless.

    Then of course came the awkward post-first-kiss now-what? moment. P had a good suggestion:


  17. September 30, 2008 7:38 am

    Great interview Eva. No need to enter me in the drawing as I’ve got Daria’s book already. I can’t wait to read it :)

  18. jesenia permalink
    September 30, 2008 5:58 pm

    well my first kiss it was nerve-wracking i was afraid that the kiss wouldnt be that good of i would do something wrong i was 15 at that time and it was with this guy i really liked

  19. October 1, 2008 7:48 pm

    Love all the stories guys: keep ’em coming! :)

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