All with a sense of gratitude and a deep awareness of the blessedness of everyday life. Beyond our passion for children's literature, language, words and the exquisitely turned phrase, we found that we also shared a deep reverence for nature and for finding the extraordinary in the ordinary. Taking inspiration from a lecture by VCFA faculty member Julie Larios, we began practicing The Art of the Flaneur-being present as you wander in your world, and taking note of the details.Īfter graduation, we visited each other on our respective coasts and were struck by our shared interests.
We could not have asked for, or even dreamed of, a better place to land. Written in before-and-after chapters, DEVIN RHODES IS DEAD is a chilling coming-of-age novel about the friendships we keep.We met at Vermont College of Fine Arts in the amazing and wonderful Writing for Children and Young Adults MFA program, and immediately became a part of the class of Unreliable Narrators-a group of talented, passionate, supportive women. How could Cass forget that boy-crazy Devin only cared about herself…Soon she beings to feel haunted by something-or rather someone.
In the aftermath of the heartbreak, her best friend, Cass, remains troubled by their final moments together.ĭevin had betrayed Cass on the night she died. When beautiful, precocious, fifteen-year-old Devin Rhodes is found dead at the bottom of a ravine, no one knows how or why. And while her mother’s rows of budding shrubs are nothing compared to the lush gardens in Eastland Park-her favorite spot-this patch of moist, warm earth seems a fitting resting place.ĭevin died over the weekend. Just her ashes, really: charred little flakes of humanity that bear no resemblance to her thick honey curls, faded jeans, and shimmering brown lip gloss. Devin Rhodes, my best friend, is being buried in her parents’ garden, two feet beneath the agapanthus, in a green ceramic urn.
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