Outlaw Boots, pair #11: Crissa-Jean Chappell


What is it with outlaws and Chucks? They are friends to outlaws everywhere.

Welcome to a pre-Thanksgiving edition of Outlaw Boots! This month, I’m featuring Crissa-Jean Chappell, a fellow Fluxer, a fellow edgy YAer, and a lyrical, beautiful writer.

Her second book, NARC, will be out in the summer of 2012, and I am itching to read it. Here’s the book summary:
Seventeen-year-old Aaron Foster was offered a choice–go to jail or turn undercover narc to hunt down the dealer trickling drugs into Palm Hammock high school. But Aaron has never been good at getting close to people. He is human wallpaper, a stoner wastecase obsessed with video games and “street magic.” In the end, Aaron lies to everybody: his new friends, the tattooed punk, Skully Torres; and most of all, the wise, but troubled Morgan Baskin. He wants to believe it’s for a good reason. As his attraction to Morgan grows, he finds it hard to tell if she’s falling for the real Aaron… …or the fake one.

Check out this fab cover art–I am partial to Flux covers, because they always do a spectacular job, and this one is no different.

Yes? YES. Triple yes. Crissa’s first book is TOTAL CONSTANT ORDER, which I’m also anxious to read (ha ha, I made a pun, you’ll see why when you check it out), and she’s in the new anthology DEAR BULLY, with a poem that hurt my heart.

This is Crissa.

Want to know why Crissa’s an outlaw?
Here’s the video with the answers.
WATCH IT. Crissa makes cool videos–and she’s got a bunch on her site, so watch those, too!

There’s one question not on the video, and because she’s in Florida, she’s got an answer unlike any other Outlaw Boots post.

–favorite outlaw food?

In my backyard, you’ll find unusual trees. The gumbo-limbo sheds its skin like a lizard. The orchids smell like rotten meat. The carambola fruit is shaped like a star. Its five points represent vices (opium-smoking, gambling, etc.) Long ago, Florida pioneers made wine out of it. That’s why it’s my favorite outlaw food.

Here’s a picture of carambola fruit–makes me hungry.

Check her out, friends. You’ll have no regrets. And Crissa, if you read this, I apologize for the layout. : It’s all whacked out and out of balance, and I know you’re an artist. : ( Blogger and I aren’t friends this morning.

This entry was posted in Uncategorized. Bookmark the permalink.

Leave a Reply

Your email address will not be published. Required fields are marked *