Last night I finished reading Bridget Zinn’s excellent novel Poison.
Poison is silly and funny and features both a bad-ass heroine and some excellent kissing as well as first-rate pig and dog characters. I suppose Poison is a book for kids and teens, in the Harry Potter sense, but one is never too old to live inside another world for a while, and this book really did transport me.
Poison’s author, Bridget Zinn, died in 2011 of colon cancer. She was 32. It was a huge loss for kid lit—although I didn’t know how huge until I read this excellent first (and sadly last) novel.
These days publishers depend a lot on authors to market their own work. You’ve gotta tweet and tumbl and facebook and pinterest and set up school visits and signings and attend festivals. Sadly, Bridget isn’t here to share her excellent book, but I hope it still finds the many readers it deserves. Check it out.






