Deborah Lynn Jacobs
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MY BIG NEWS: I am an Honor Recipient for the Jane Yolen Midlist Author Grant.
Thank you to Jane Yolen for her faith in me, her generosity and her willingness to support fellow writers.

Currently, I'm revising a young adult speculative fiction novel, tentatively named Shadow of a Shade. Quick description: two girls, living in different worlds, dream about each other. Their dreams intertwine until neither girl is sure if she is real or if she is the dream counterpart.

My other project is a young adult, near future novel that explores issues of privacy and personal freedoms. Of course, it has a strong paranormal theme! It's working title is Free America, but that will probably change.

My most recent published books was

  • Quick Pick for Reluctant Young Adult Readers
  • Stellar Award Winner, British Columbia's Teen Choice awards 
  • Sunburst finalist
  • On the New York Public Library (NYPL) Books for the Teen Age, under category “Dealing with it.” 
  • Teensreadtoo Gold Award, and Hall of Fame winner
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Sticky notes rim the mirror in rainbow colors. REMEMBER. DON’T FORGET HIM. READ THE NOTEBOOK. Remember what? Remember who? And what’s this about a notebook? There’s another note, bottom center of the mirror. THE DREAMS ARE REAL.



Consumed by guilt over her brother’s death, Kathleen shifts between alternate universes in an attempt to find one in which he is alive.


Choices begins in one time line, then fractures into multiple universes with every decision Kathleen makes. Soon, she is no longer certain whose world she is in, or whose life she is living. Kathleen, Kay, Kate, Kathy--how could I have been all of them? And all at the same time?


The only stability, in each reality, is another shifter, Luke. But Luke is a stranger, with his own past, his own secrets. Can he be trusted? Or is he a predator, as her best friend, Jen, claims?


Like the branching limbs of a tree, each choice leads to new possibilities. There’s only one problem. You can’t go back and undo a decision. In the end, Kathleen must trust her heart to choose.

Kirkus Reviews, in a starred review, said, "Kathleen's melancholic tale does justice both to the moving story of a girl coming to terms with the death of her brother and to the magical adventure of a universe-shifting girl trying to find her way home" 


   From POWERS:

I let him take my hand. The cold blue flame in his eyes held me, seared me.
      "Do you feel it?" he asked. "It's a warm tingle, isn't it?" In your hands, moving up your arms, like a current."
     "No." My hands tingled with warmth. It moved up my arms like a current. 
      "Don't lie to me, Gwen." 
      "Let me go" 
      Then he noticed my scar, a raised white ridge between my index and second finger. He ran his thumb lightly over the scar tissue. I flinched. I hated that scar. I'd earned it through sheer stupidity, trying to separate frozen burgers with a steak knife.
      "It's never going to go away," Adrian said in a condescending voice. "I still can't believe you did that." 
      My heart thumped unevenly. "What do you mean?' "Used Crazy Glue to seal the cut." 
      I swallowed. "How did you know that?" 
      "Who could forget?" Adrian said, shaking his head. "All that blood, and you insisting you didn't need stitches." 
      I looked at Joanne. She looked at me. 
      "Uh, Adrian?" she said. "You just got here.You couldn't possibly know that."

    "...a bewitchingly pulpy and enjoyable fast read." Kirkus Reviews, Sept. 2006 

    "Told in the alternating voices of Gwen and Adrian, this novel is more than a typical fantasy/science fiction exploration of psychic powers." VOYA, advance review, October 2006


      "You are a little different, Casey, and that makes people feel uncomfortable.”

      Different. That was the second time he’d said that. I could feel the anxiety start to percolate through me, like little bubbles in a glass of soft drink.

     “What do you mean, I’m different?” I asked.

     “Just some of your mannerisms, your voice and stuff,” Scott said.

     “What mannerisms? What about my voice?” I demanded. My stomach was complaining now, growling that the cheese sandwich I’d just eaten wasn’t sitting well.

      “Nothing. It’s really nothing, Casey. Everyone is different, you know. Everyone is unique. You don’t have to change just to fit someone else’s expectations.”

      “But, I want to change. I don’t want to be different,” I said. 

    "Jacobs has painted a realistic, unusual portrait of Asperger's Syndrome." MidWest Book Review, March 2001