Author: Realm Lovejoy
Title: Clan
Release Date: 11/12/13
Genre: YA Sci-fi
Summary from Goodreads
Clans are Unity.
No variation. No deviation.
On Clades, to be a Clan is to be an exact copy.
A perfect society cloning themselves to survive, even as the zombielike Frags threaten to overrun them on an unforgiving planet.
Clan 1672 (privately known as Twain) was never supposed to survive the Incubation Tank.
But he did. Illegally.
He is different from the other Clans.
A secret that could destroy him.
Kirkus Reviews: "In this fast-paced novel, Lovejoy uses economical prose while developing the story’s characters and setting in detail. She also meets the challenge of creating memorable characters in a world of identical people..." (Read more here!)
Title: Clan
Release Date: 11/12/13
Genre: YA Sci-fi
Summary from Goodreads
Clans are Unity.
No variation. No deviation.
On Clades, to be a Clan is to be an exact copy.
A perfect society cloning themselves to survive, even as the zombielike Frags threaten to overrun them on an unforgiving planet.
Clan 1672 (privately known as Twain) was never supposed to survive the Incubation Tank.
But he did. Illegally.
He is different from the other Clans.
A secret that could destroy him.
Kirkus Reviews: "In this fast-paced novel, Lovejoy uses economical prose while developing the story’s characters and setting in detail. She also meets the challenge of creating memorable characters in a world of identical people..." (Read more here!)
Excerpt
Twain drew in a breath. His sponsor
moved toward the window. He put his hand to the glass and did a quick, complex
tap sequence with his fingers. The frosted cover went across halfway, revealing
transparent glass.
Bright blue sky. Twain’s eyes widened.
Twigg gestured for Twain to come closer.
“Be careful now,” Twigg warned. “Make sure nobody sees you.”
Twain eagerly stepped forward and peered
out, his eyes taking in greedy gulps of the world outside. Concrete buildings.
The street. Figures walking across the pavement—five of them. Boys his age
wearing the same uniform as his sponsor. More joined them. There were ten,
twelve. As if multiplying, a dozen more Clans walked past. Countless numbers of them! Twain’s heart yearned to be with them.
They looked exactly like him, except that their hair was cut close to the
scalp.
Twain touched his own hair, which Twigg
had allowed to grow longer. “Our hair is different.”
“You don’t need it cut often,” Twigg
replied. “Nobody sees you.”
“But we are the same once our hair is
cut. We can go out there.”
“Look closer.”
Twain narrowed his eyes and inspected
the boys. It was difficult to see them in detail from afar.
Their eyes were
fierce, but it could be because they were squinting in the sun.
“We are the same,” Twain repeated.
“You can’t see the difference?” Twigg
tapped the glass again.
The frosted sheathing slowly slid back.
Twain made a cry of disappointment, trying to keep his eyes on the boys for as
long as possible.
“I’ll show you,” Twigg said.
“Father,” Twain implored, pointing at
the window. “Please, let us see them again. We…” Twain stopped.
Twigg removed his glasses for the first
time. The glasses had been like the windows—hiding something.
His sponsor’s irises were dark.
Twain gasped. “What happened to your
eyes, Father?”
Twigg’s eyes softened with something
like pity. Is that how Twigg’s eyes always looked behind his glasses? “Nothing.
We Clans all have brown eyes.”
Twain glanced back at the frosted
window, remembering the boys’ eyes that seemed darker.
So… I can’t get better.
“We understand, Father. We are sorry for
asking questions.” Twain walked past his sponsor, his steps quickening as he
got farther away.
Once he was in the bathroom, his head
spun. Pain seeped into his heart. He approached the mirror.
His irises were so light
they almost matched the white walls behind him.
Twain’s vision blurred, his reflection
dissolving away into a fog like the figures he had watched for the past
seventeen years.
He was a glitch, hidden from the perfect
world—never to be healed.
About the Author
Realm Lovejoy is a writer and an artist. She was raised in Washington State and the alps of Nagano, Japan. Her father is a Japanese ex-monk and her mother an English teacher from Rhode Island. Her art is influenced by both the East and the West.
Realm Lovejoy is a writer and an artist. She was raised in Washington State and the alps of Nagano, Japan. Her father is a Japanese ex-monk and her mother an English teacher from Rhode Island. Her art is influenced by both the East and the West.
Realm aspires to tell stories
through her writing and art.
She is agented by Jessica Regel.
She is agented by Jessica Regel.
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