Linda Covella’s varied background and education (an AA degrees in art, an AS degree in mechanical drafting & design, and a BS degree in Manufacturing Management) have led her down many paths and enriched her life experiences. But one thing she never strayed from is her love of writing.
Her first official publication was a restaurant review column for a local newspaper. But when she published articles for various children’s magazines, she realized she’d found her niche: writing for children. She hopes to bring to children the feelings books gave her when she was a child: the worlds they opened, the things they taught, the feelings they expressed.
She is a member of the Society for Children’s Book Writers and Illustrators (SCBWI). She lives in Santa Cruz with her husband, Charlie, and dog, Ginger.
No matter what new paths Linda may travel down, she sees her writing as a lifelong joy and commitment.
Learn more about Linda and her writing at http://lindacovella.com/
This novel is labeled "young adult" but like any good young adult story, it is quite appropriate for adult readers. Like other good stories for young people today, it does not shy away from the sensitive aspects of growing up, but it handles them correctly. This is a clean book. It is a mature book, but appropriately so. And this is historical fiction at its best. You feel that you are there. It is, to use my favorite phrase on the subject, imagined reality at its most believable. When the author can write (and Linda can do that) and has done their research, this is what you get. I hope Linda Covella delves into our nation's past in later works. I'm envisioning a collection on my shelves.
Particularly rewarding, with respect to this novel, was the chance to learn what was going on in another American society at the same time the English colonists on the Atlantic Seaboard were beginning the rebellion against King George's government. We are not only a nation of immigrants (even the Native Americans came from Eurasia), but we are a nation of amalgamated societies: various, widely differing Indian societies; the Spanish Southwest; Spanish Texas; French Louisiana; Spanish Florida; Puritan New England; Scots Irish Appalachia; and a hint of French near Canada . . . not to mention the French Canadian Acadians of the bayous of Louisiana, better known nowadays as Cajuns. Possibly the best expression of God's intention for mankind's existence, they were transplanted in such great and violent sorrow from their picturesque, pastoral home on the Great Meadow, Grand Pré, Nova Scotia.