Peeled [NOOK Book]

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Hildy Biddle wants something monumental to happen so she can finally prove herself to be more than a high school journalist. The problem? Her town's biggest story stars a ghost, which is not an easy interview. But while the local paper is playing up people's fears with shocking headlines of creepy happenings, Hildy is determined to discover what's really going on. Unfortunately, her desire to uncover the truth...
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Overview

Hildy Biddle wants something monumental to happen so she can finally prove herself to be more than a high school journalist. The problem? Her town's biggest story stars a ghost, which is not an easy interview. But while the local paper is playing up people's fears with shocking headlines of creepy happenings, Hildy is determined to discover what's really going on. Unfortunately, her desire to uncover the truth is starting to cause a stir. With rumors swirling and tensions high, can Hildy push past all the hype and find out the real truth?


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Editorial Reviews

Elizabeth Ward
What is surprising is the deftness with which Bauer wraps her moral—the higher mission of newspapers—inside a souffle-light and thoroughly entertaining murder mystery…Kids who've enjoyed Carl Hiaasen's opinionated satirical romps, Hoot and Flush, should love Peeled.
—The Washington Post
Publishers Weekly

Bauer's (Hope Was Here) fans will appreciate this diverting novel's shout-out to the author's debut, Squashed, from which she also harvests a few themes. In an upstate New York hamlet known for its apples, aspiring teen journalist Hildy Biddle treasures her staff position on the high school paper, aptly named The Core. She does whatever it takes to find the facts for a story, hoping she is honoring the memory of her late father, a respected local reporter. But when the opportunistic publisher of the town paper whips the citizens into a frenzy with sensational stories of ghosts and eerie happenings, Hildy and her friends are determined to expose the truth—which involves a disreputable development company. With sharp pacing and an intriguing premise, Bauer renders a fully realized portrait of a small town dependent on an ever-fragile agricultural economy and threatened by modern encroachment. As always, she stocks her work with strong, sage women, the elements for a budding romance and plenty of funny moments. But it's Hildy readers will remember longest, a smart girl who realistically blends the spunkiness, brains and good humor that is Bauer's stock-in-trade. Ages 12—up. (May)

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Horn Book
[Hildy's] crisp, declarative narration, subtly emulating a journalistic style, sings with tart humor and quixotic purpose.
Children's Literature - Mary Quattlebaum
Ghosts and an economic downturn haunt the apple-growing town of Banesville, New York. Residents respond to the local paper's sinister headlines by selling their farms to a developer. But is this news accurate? Hildy Biddle, a reporter for the high school newspaper, The Peel, decides to investigate. When she prints a rebuttal to the local paper's so-called facts, town officials shut down The Peel. But Hildy and her teenaged buddies find a way to get the truth out. Readers will embrace this can-do tale of First Amendment rights and cheer Hildy as she takes on the big guys—and orchestrates their fall. Reviewer: Mary Quattlebaum
Pam B. Cole
Hildy Biddle, an aspiring journalist, lives in apple orchard country in upstate New York and writes for her school paper fittingly named The Core. When a dead body is found at the old Ludlow House, abandoned property thought to be haunted, apprehension in the sleepy town of Banesville builds. Uneasiness turns to hysteria when Pen Piedmont, editor of the local paper, sensationalizes the death and other mysterious occurrences around the property in an effort to sell more papers and draw more attention to the town's unrest. Determined to challenge Piedmont's scaremongering and unethical tactics, Hildy sets out to uncover the mystery surrounding the dead body and other strange occurrences. Hildy, aided by her friends and former professional journalist, Baker Polton, uncovers a shady plot to destroy the orchards and turn the town into a tourist trap. Hildy is courageous and relentless. She unpeels the truth about shady political doings and human greed in her small town and, in doing so, finds the core of her own moral fiber. Reviewer: Pam B. Cole
KLIATT - Claire Rosser
A small town in upstate New York is the setting for this story about journalism—yes, journalism. Hildy is the daughter of a reporter (who died too young) and she herself is a reporter on her high school newspaper. She takes it seriously, trying to always write a better story. Their town, known for its apple orchards (check out the book's title), is overtaken by a haunted house saga, a dead man found on the grounds of the house, a hyped-up story in the local town paper, and a steady line of tourists drawn to the place to gawk at the so-called haunted house. Hildy's reporting gets too close to special interests, and the school paper is shut down. The students, inspired by a local cafe owner who knows about underground action from her years in Poland under Communism, start an underground newspaper dedicated to getting to the truth about a land deal threatening the very essence of their town. The smart, dedicated teenager characters will entertain YA readers, especially those interested in uncovering the real truth. Reviewer: Claire Rosser
VOYA
AGERANGE: Ages 12 to 18.

As a high school journalist living in upstate New York apple country, Hildy Biddle finds herself needing to get to the core of a problem plaguing her town. The town newspaper has been revived by Pen Piedmont, whose stories spread apprehension centered around the local "haunted" house. Ominous notes are posted on the house, and a psychic moves into town to further stir anxieties. Hildy and her staff find support from a washed up newsman, Baker Polton, but a dead body, a frightened child, and worried orchard owners edge the town toward unhealthy panic. Summoning courage from the memories of her journalist father; a new student, Zach, who is determined to see things scientifically; and restaurant owner Minska who grew up during the solidarity movement in Poland, Hildy determinedly digs for the truth to save her town from being swallowed by greedy developers. Bauer again presents readers with a strong protagonist who wrestles hope from a situation fraught with tribulations. Hildy is surrounded by a finely drawn cast of major and minor characters, from the feisty Elders Against Evil squad to the wise Minska and cynical wordsmith Polton. Bauer uses apple farming as an apt metaphor for the world, where one must deal with what cannot be changed but work tirelessly to make the best of it. In a time when journalism too often flaunts sensationalism, Hildy and crew demonstrate ethics and determination in a story that is wonderfully teachable, highly readable, and ready to delight Bauer fans, old and new. Reviewer: Mary Ann Darby
April 2008 (Vol. 31, No. 1)

School Library Journal

Gr 6-9- Hildy Biddle, high school reporter for The Core , has her hands full following the story of a ghost haunting the old Ludlow place. Life in her sleepy apple-valley town is upset like the proverbial apple cart when a dead body turns up in the Ludlow orchard and enigmatic warnings are scrawled on the door-"YOU DIDN'T THINK IT WAS SAFE, DID YOU?" Rumors fly and fear mounts as Pen Piedmont, editor of the town newspaper, The Bee , prints ever more sensational stories about the eerie goings-on. Hildy, her fellow intrepid high school reporters, and their seasoned newshound adviser are determined to uncover the truth. When they ask the right questions of the wrong people, the principal caves in to threats of litigation from Piedmont and shuts The Core down. Unlikely help comes from café owner and Polish immigrant Minska, whose experience with an underground press inspires them to start an independent news sheet, The Peel , and reveal the true villain. Peeled is vintage Bauer, a warm and funny story full of likable, offbeat characters led by a strongly voiced, independently minded female protagonist on her way to genuine, well-earned maturity. Bauer seasons Hildy's story with the high school homecoming dance, a budding romance, strong friend and family ties, and a host of quirky characters, then serves it up in quick-paced prose juicy with apple metaphors. A-peeling all around!-Joyce Adams Burner, Hillcrest Library, Prairie Village, KS

Kirkus Reviews
A spunky teen with a passion for newspaper reporting goes undercover to follow leads in rural Banesville, N.Y. Reporter-at-large for her high-school newspaper, Hildy Biddle relentlessly seeks "the truth." Since her father's death three years ago, Hildy has tried hard to follow in his footsteps as a reporter while helping at her family's apple orchard. Her skills as a fledgling reporter are put to the test when she's assigned "a big, emerging story" involving mysterious goings-on at the abandoned Ludlow house, which locals suspect is haunted. When strange threatening signs, weird-looking people, a renowned psychic named Madame Zobek and a stranger's dead body all appear at the Ludlow house, the town overreacts, fueled by fear-mongering stories in the local newspaper. As Hildy and her classmates scoop out the real story, they uncover a shady plot that could turn unsuspecting, apple-growing Banesville into a disgusting tourist trap. In Hildy, Bauer introduces a feisty, funny teenage heroine who stays true to her mission and herself while learning the realities of reporting and the importance of sticking to the facts. Highly entertaining. (Fiction. 12-16)
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Product Details

  • ISBN-13: 9781101652268
  • Publisher: Penguin Group (USA)
  • Publication date: 6/25/2009
  • Sold by: Penguin Group
  • Format: eBook
  • Pages: 256
  • Sales rank: 157,636
  • Age range: 12 years
  • File size: 587 KB

Meet the Author

July 12, 1951 - "I was born at eleven A.M., a most reasonable time, my mother often said, and when the nurse put me in my mother's arms for the first time I had both a nasty case of the hiccups and no discernible forehead (it's since grown in). I've always believed in comic entrances.



"As I grew up in River Forest, Illinois in the 1950's I seem to remember an early fascination with things that were funny. I thought that people who could make other people laugh were terribly fortunate. While my friends made their career plans, declaring they would become doctors, nurses, and lawyers, inwardly, I knew that I wanted to be involved somehow in comedy. This, however, was a difficult concept to get across in first grade. But I had a mother with a great comic sense (she was a high school English teacher) and a grandmother who was a funny professional storytellerso I figured the right genes were in there somewhere, although I didn't always laugh at what my friends laughed at and they rarely giggled at my jokes. That, and the fact that I was overweight and very tall, all made me feel quite different when I was growing upa bit like a water buffalo at a tea party.



"My grandmother, who I called Nana, had the biggest influence on me creatively. She taught me the importance of stories and laughter. She never said, 'Now I'm going to tell you a funny story', she'd just tell a story, and the humor would naturally flow from it because of who she was and how she and her characters saw the world. She showed me the difference between derisive laughter that hurts others and laughter that comes from the heart. She showed me, too, that stories help us understand ourselves at a deep level. She was a keen observer of people.



"I kept a diary as a child, was always penning stories and poems. I played the flute heartily, taught myself the guitar, and wrote folk songs. For years I wanted to be a comedienne, then a comedy writer. I was a voracious reader, too, and can still remember the dark wood and the green leather chairs of the River Forest Public Library, can hear my shoes tapping on the stairs going down to the children's room, can feel my fingers sliding across rows and rows of books, looking through the card catalogues that seemed to house everything that anyone would ever need to know about in the entire world. My parents divorced when I was eight years old, and I was devastated at the loss of my father. I pull from that memory regularly as a writer. Every book I have written so far has dealt with complex father issues of one kind or another. My father was an alcoholic and the pain of that was a shadow that followed me for years. I attempted to address that pain in Rules of the Road. It was a very healing book for me. I didn't understand it at the time, but I was living out the theme that I try to carry into all of my writing: adversity, if we let it, will make us stronger.



"In my twenties, I had a successful career in sales and advertising with the Chicago Tribune, McGraw-Hill, and Parade Magazine. I met my husband Evan, a computer engineer, while I was on vacation. Our courtship was simple. He asked me to dance; I said no. We got married five months later in August, 1981. But I was not happy in advertising sales, and I had a few ulcers to prove it. With Evan's loving support, I decided to try my hand at professional writing. I wish I could say that everything started falling into place, but it was a slow, slow buildwriting newspaper and magazine articles for not much money. My daughter Jean was born in July of 82. She had the soul of a writer even as a baby. I can remember sitting at my typewriter (I didn't have a computer back then) writing away with Jean on a blanket on the floor next to me. If my writing was bad that day, I'd tear that page out of the typewriter and hand it to her. 'Bad paper,' I'd say and Jean would rip the paper in shreds with her little hands.



"I had moved from journalism to screenwriting when one of the biggest challenges of my life occurred. I was in a serious auto accident which injured my neck and back severely and required neurosurgery. It was a long road back to wholeness, but during that time I wrote Squashed, my first young adult novel. The humor in that story kept me going. Over the years, I have come to understand how deeply I need to laugh. It's like oxygen to me. My best times as a writer are when I'm working on a book and laughing while I'm writing. Then I know I've got something."


Joan's first novel, Squashed, won the Delacorte Prize for a First Young Adult Novel. Five novels for young adult readers have followed: Thwonk, Sticks, Rules of the Road (LA Times Book Prize and Golden Kite), Backwater and Hope was Here (Newbery Honor Medal).



Joan lives in Darien, CT with her husband and daughter.



Copyright © 2000 by Penguin Putnam Books for Young Readers. All rights reserved.















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DATELINE: Banesville, New York. May 3.

Bonnie Sue Bomgartner, Banesville’s soon-to-be 67th Apple Blossom Queen, let loose a stream of projectile vomiting in the high school cafeteria.

“It was the tuna fish,” she gasped miserably, and proceeded to upchuck again.

I wrote that down on my notepad as Darrell Jennings and I took a big step back.

The crowning of the queen was tomorrow at 10:00 A.M. in the Happy Apple Tent—a major moment in my small town of Banesville, an orchard-growing community in Upstate New York where apples are our livelihood and the core of our existence.

The nurse rushed in. Darrell, the editor of The Core, the high school paper where I worked as a reporter, said, “It’s a cliffhanger, Hildy. The festival law says if the queen is sick and can’t appear, the runner-up gets crowned.”

“I didn’t know that.”

He pushed his glasses onto his head and grinned. “That’s why I’m the editor.”

I jabbed him in the arm for that comment. Darrell has been editing my copy for close to forever.

Bonnie Sue heaved again and the nurse mentioned something about food poisoning.

“My brother had food poisoning and it kept coming up all weekend,” Darrell whispered ominously. “Stay on this, Hildy. This could be big. Bigger than big. I want the story behind the story.”

He always says that.

Mrs. Perth, the festival coordinator, who also worked in the school office, ran in. “She’ll be fine, everyone.”

Bonnie Sue looked close to apple green. I felt for her, honestly, even though she was the kind of gorgeous girl who acted like she was personally responsible for her looks.

Mrs. Perth handed Bonnie Sue a tub of lip gloss. Bonnie Sue glossed and stuck her head back in the bucket.

“Everything,” Mrs. Perth said fiercely, “will be fine.”

She shooed us out of the cafeteria, but not before she said to me, “Hildy, of course we don’t want to mention this incident in our paper.”

I looked at my notes. “Why not?”

“Hildy, the Apple Blossom Festival is about the hope of the harvest yet to come.”

Banesville needed a good harvest. We were still -reeling from two bad harvests in a row. This was a make-or-break year for the orchards.

“I understand about the hope, Mrs. Perth, but a queen with food poisoning is kind of interesting and—”

Mrs. Perth forced out a smile. “The Apple Blossom Queen is the symbol of unbridled joy and farm-fresh produce.” Her plump hand covered mine. “And we wouldn’t want that symbol to be tarnished in any way. Would we?”

“But Bonnie Sue has food poisoning. That’s the truth.”

“The truth,” she snarled, “is that we’ve had quite enough problems in Banesville! This festival is committed to being happy and positive from beginning to end!” Her eyes turned to slits. “You’re just like your father, Hildy Biddle.”

“Thank you,” I said quietly. She shut the cafeteria door in my face.

From behind the door, I heard Bonnie Sue bellow, “I’m not giving up my crown! I earned it! It’s mine!”

I wrote that down, too.

I was standing in front of Frankie’s Funny Fun Mirrors, watching them stretch my legs and elongate my neck and head as the Apple Blossom Festival pulsated around me.

Two little boys ran up, snickering.

“What’s worse than finding a worm in an apple you’re eating?” the bigger one asked me.

“What?”

“Finding half a worm!”

They grabbed their throats, shrieked, “Eeeewwww!” and ran off.

I made a face in the mirror, stuck out my tongue.

Hildy Biddle, reporter at large.

I headed across the midway that was actually Banesville High’s football field. I walked under the great arch of blossoms, passing men dressed like Johnny Appleseed. I turned left at the storytelling tent where Granny Smith, our local storyteller, was holding forth; did a twirl and a two-step past Bad Apple Bob and the Orchard Boys playing their foot-stomping regional hit, “You Dropped Me Like an Apple Peel on the Ground.”

“Oh, baby,” I sang along with them, “why’d you have to go?”

You’re just like your father, Hildy Biddle.

I guess that meant obstinate, unbending, always searching for truth.

I can live with that.

I remembered being with Dad at the festival when I was little, riding the Haunted Cider Mill roller coaster, hiding behind him when the wicked queen from Snow White walked by with her poisoned apple. We’d eat fat caramel apples, drink cider till our stomachs would groan. Everywhere I looked, there seemed to be a memory of him.

He died three years ago from a heart attack.

I still can’t imagine what God was thinking when he let that happen.

I looked up in the sky and saw Luss Lustrom’s two-seater prop plane flying overhead. I waved even though he couldn’t see me. Luss gave air tours of the apple valley. I rode with him last year. I’ll never forget the experience—flying low over the apple trees that were in full blossom. The sky seemed bluer than it did when I was standing on the ground; the valley seemed sweeter; the promise of good soil that people would fight for and cry over seemed real to me.

Luss did his best cackling ghost laugh as we flew over the old Ludlow property, a place some people in town thought was haunted.

“The ghost of old man Ludlow,” Luss shouted darkly. “Will we see him?”

I hoped not.

I had wanted to keep flying in the sky with Luss and not come down, but when your family owns an orchard, coming down to earth isn’t optional.

I headed to the Happy Apple Tent, where the queen would be crowned. Bonnie Sue Bomgartner wasn’t anywhere to be seen. She had missed the filling of the giant grinning apple balloon. She’d missed Mayor Frank T. Fudd’s annual declaration: “I can feel it in my bones; this is going to be the best festival ever!” The tent was crammed with people. Tanisha Bass, my best friend and The Core’s photographer, was stationed by the entrance. A group of small children dressed like honeybees held hands and wove through the crowd.

My cousin Elizabeth, The Core’s graphic artist, who wrote for the paper only when we were desperate for copy, whispered, “I heard Bonnie Sue is still at home.”

Darrell, our editor, shook his head. “She made it to the convertible in her pink dress.”

“And puked on the dress, I heard.” That was Lev Radner, my second former boyfriend and The Core’s marketing manager.

I looked at Lev’s thick, curly dark hair, his blue eyes, his chiseled jaw. He was seriously cute, but I’m sorry, when a guy cheats on me—and this does happen with disturbing regularity—I’m gone.

T. R. Dobbs, our sportswriter, marched up. “This just in—the convertible turned back.”

“How do you know this?” I demanded.

“I never divulge my sources,” T.R. said, smiling.

“Big woman approaching.” Tanisha pointed to Mrs. Perth, who was chugging toward the tent, apple blossoms bouncing on her straw hat, not a happy camper.

I stepped into her path. “Mrs. Perth, could you—”

She almost ran me over! “Are you coming?” she barked, looking behind her.

I looked to see Lacey Horton, the Apple Blossom Queen runner-up, walking hesitantly toward the tent, not in the traditional pink dress with pink heels, but in jeans, boots, and a work shirt. Lacey was president of the Horticulture Club and, like me, the child of family orchard owners.

She caught up with Mrs. Perth, who snapped, “How you think you can represent the growers of Banesville dressed like that, Miss Horton, I will never know.”

Lacey smiled sweetly. “All I know how to be is -myself.”

Mrs. Perth harrumphed and handed Lacey a tub of lip gloss. Lacey handed it back.

I took notes like mad. Tanisha snapped shots. Suddenly another photographer elbowed his way past Tanisha and started photographing Lacey.

Tanisha tapped him on the shoulder. “Excuse me.”

The guy ignored her. His cap read Catch the buzz in Banesville . . . Read THE BEE. The Bee is our local newspaper.

Mrs. Perth hissed, “Let’s get this over with.”

Lacey looked down. She wasn’t gorgeous like Bonnie Sue, but she was pretty enough, with dark brown hair and green eyes.

“Congratulations, Lacey,” I said, grinning. “How’s it feel to be queen?”

“Weird,” she whispered.

“We've had so many challenges in town,” I continued. “What’s it mean to you to be queen of this year’s festival?”

Mrs. Perth interrupted, “We don’t have time for—”

“I’d like to answer Hildy’s question, Mrs. Perth.” Lacey smiled at me. “It means that maybe I can help people understand what it’s like to be a small farmer.”

I felt like cheering.

Lacey wasted no time redefining her role. She stood on the stage, one hand steadying her crown, the other holding the microphone.

“We all know in Banesville how things can change suddenly, like the weather,” she began.

People chuckled. That was for sure.

“I know that lots of you have come from out of town—we welcome you to Banesville and hope you have a wonderful time at our festival. I’d like to say something to all the people who are growers in this area.” She looked around the packed tent. “It’s been a hard two years; my family and I know that firsthand. Lots of us have suffered, the bad weather has hurt our crops. But I know how much every grower loves their land. That’s why we’re still here, still able to celebrate the hope of a new harvest. I’m so proud to be a part of this!” She turned grinning to her parents, who were beaming in the front row.

“We can’t give up,” Lacey continued. “We need to stand together. So today, let’s celebrate the hard work, the good land, and the wonderful produce that come from it.”

The crowd burst into applause. Tanisha’s little white dog, Pookie, ran across the stage in a sequined pink sweatshirt and jumped into Lacey’s arms. Pookie is the unofficial mascot of Banesville.

A huge roar of approval went up.

A little girl tugged at my shirt. “Is she a farmer or a queen?”

“Both,” I said, smiling.

“Cool!”

Yes. Very cool.

I titled my article on Lacey “Long Live the Queen!” I included the behind-the-scenes vomiting drama, written sensitively, of course. I tried to interview Bonnie Sue Bomgartner to see how she was doing, having lost the crown and all, but she told me to take a walk in dog poop and mind my own business. It was one of the best pieces I’d written for the paper.

I’d officially broken free now from the early days of high school journalism, with groaner topics like “Hooray for Health Week” and “Locker Safety for Dummies.”

But I wanted to take on more.

All summer long, I read every piece of fine reporting I could get my hands on. I practiced writing lead sentences and drove my family and friends crazy asking the questions all reporters have to ask to get to the meat of a story—who, what, where, when, why, and how.

By July, my grandmother Nan would head the other way when she saw me coming. “Hildy Biddle,” she’d shout, “I swear, if you ask me one more time what I’m doing, where I’m going, why I’m going, when I’m coming back, who I’m meeting with, and how I’m feeling about the world, I’m going to start screaming and not stop!”

Asking questions is an art, but not everyone appreciates the beauty.

I kept asking questions all summer as the spooky signs began to appear on the front door of the old Ludlow house.

Danger to all ye who enter

The Domicile of Doom

Armageddon

“Who’s putting those signs up?” I asked. No one in town knew.

“What should be done?” I demanded.

“Why isn’t someone tearing them down?”

When people have had a few bad years, they tend to let things go.

A few weird-looking characters were coming to town, too. One woman I saw had a shaved head and was wearing skeleton earrings. The guy she was with had a deathly white face.

“Where’s the ghost house?” they asked drearily.

“Up on the hill,” I told them.

Then, in August the high school auditorium roof collapsed without warning. School hadn’t started yet, thank God; no one was hurt.

It felt like something bad was seeping into the -atmosphere—until, that is, you looked at our fields, which were finally bringing forth an abundant harvest. It’s hard to think dark thoughts when you’re biting into a juicy peach, tough to focus on ghostly gloom when you’re gobbling sweet corn slathered with salted butter and finishing the meal off with blueberry shortcake with mounds of fresh whipped cream. By late August the tables at the Banesville Farmers Market were heavy with heirloom tomatoes, sweet nectarines, heavenly plums, summer squash, and peppers. The early apples were rolling off the trucks—crisp, sweet, and filled with the promise that so much more was coming.

There were a few stories in The Bee about the Ludlow place and how there’d been ghost sightings. Some unnamed businessperson who claimed to have seen old man Ludlow’s ghost was quoted: “I think Banesville better brace itself for trouble.”

“Do you think that place is haunted?” Tanisha asked me.

I wasn’t sure. I just wanted that house to go away.

Everyone was talking about it.

My father always told me, “When a story keeps coming at you day and night, pay attention.” Dad was a reporter, too.

The phone call came in early September.

I’m here to tell you, I paid attention.

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Author Q&A
Joan Bauer gives us the juicy details on her favorite characters, words of inspiration, and the joy of writing.
Q. In Peeled, Hildy finds inspiration as a journalist from her late father, often writing to make him proud. As an author, who are your inspirations?

A. My grandmother is an enduring inspiration to me – she was a storyteller, quite famous in her day, and knew how to tell a story that could make people laugh and cry while poking gentle fun at the world's absurdities. As a writer, one novel has inspired me more than any other -- To Kill A Mockingbird by Harper Lee. I still go back to that story to learn how to create memorable characters and put them in a setting that will stand the test of time. As far as being inspired by journalists, I grew up in Chicago and was a huge Mike Royko fan (he wrote for the Sun Times and the Chicago Tribune. Royko was tough and funny and that combination really caused his voice to be heard. I was greatly inspired as a young adult by Carl Bernstein and Bob Woodward's investigative reporting at the Washington Post during the Watergate years. What a time that was in our country, and these two young reporters sniffed out the biggest political story of the decade and ran with it against the odds. I suppose I gave some of their courage to Hildy Biddle, my sixteen year old reporter in Peeled.

Q. Peeled has a mysterious angle to it. How was writing Peeled different than writing your other novels?

A. I found writing an actual mystery to be very difficult at first. In some ways, I believe, all novels are mysteries in that the author leaves clues for the readers about the story and the characters. But plotting an actual mystery challenged me. When I write I'm not always sure where the story is going, but with a mystery, you have to know in advance and lay down those clues, so I was forced to think a great deal about plot early on. Once I did, though, I had great fun thinking through all the elements of intrigue and misrepresentation. I found out that I'm much sneakier than I actually knew! I had great fun crafting Hildy Biddle's character and realized about midway into the writing that part of the way she learns is through trial and error as a journalist, so I have her growth as a journalist intersecting with the growth of the fear happening in town. I found that to be a fascinating way to develop the plot.

Q. Your characters all have mottoes, life goals, or rules to live by. What words have resonated in your life?

A. So many words have stuck with me over the years, but I have a special place for these:

“Never, never, never give up.” –Winston Churchill
“The Lord has made me to laugh so that all who hear me will laugh with me.” –Genesis 21:6
“Sweet are the uses of adversity…” –William Shakespeare
“Nobody can make you feel inferior without your consent.” –Eleanor Roosevelt
“I can be changed by what happens to me, but I refuse to be reduced by it.” –Maya Angelou
“Dear Mrs. Bauer, I wish you were my mother.” –A reader

One of the things I tried to show in Peeled is how words have such power for good or for bad. Hildy enters a kind of war of words – she's trying to find and write the truth, while frightening slogans, headlines, and signs are being displayed all around town.

Q. Which of your characters is your favorite? Which one was the hardest to write?

A. Every time I'm asked this question, I seem to add another character. Honestly, I don't have an all-time favorite one, but I do have some special relationships with Jonathan the cupid in Thwonk; Jenna, Mrs. Gladstone, and Harry Bender in Rules of the Road and Best Foot Forward; Ivy in Backwater; Grandpa in Stand Tall; Hope and G.T. in Hope Was Here; and now Hildy and Baker Polton in Peeled. I've always said that I can tell when I've got a real character by how hard it is to say good-bye. My secret fantasy is that I could throw a party at the Welcome Stairways Diner and invite all my favorite characters to dinner.

Author bio:
Joan Bauer was born on July 12, 1951, and grew up in River Forest, IL. It was here that she first fell in love with comedy, and nurtured secret hopes of becoming a comedienne. She had a career in sales and marketing, but decided that she would be happier writing, and switched careers shortly after getting married. A serious auto accident reignited her interest in comedy, and she wrote her first young adult novel, Squashed, while recuperating. Joan has written eight novels for teens, including Hope Was Here, which won a Newbery Honor Award. Her writing has won numerous other awards, as well as winning the hearts of teens across the country. She lives in Brooklyn, NY with her husband, computer scientist Evan Bauer, and (when she’s home from college) their no-longer-teenage daughter. Peeled
Hildy Biddle is a high school reporter eager to stand up for the truth. The trouble is, the town’s biggest story stars . . . a ghost. Not a very easy interview! This ghost has everyone in a tizzy and the local paper is playing up people’s fears with shocking headlines. Hildy’s determined to stick to the facts and find out who is really threatening her town—but does the truth have a chance of being heard over all the buzz?
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Discussion Questions:
1. Why do you think that publishing the truth is so important to Hildy? Can you think of an instance in the real world where false reporting led to unexpected consequences?

2. What does Hildy see in Zack that she doesn’t see in Lev or Nathan? Why do you think she’s so hesitant about getting involved with him romantically?

3. One of the lessons that Minska teaches Hildy is about the harmful effects of propaganda. What examples of propaganda do we see in the novel? How does this affect morale in Banesville?

4. Baker tells Hildy that “the future of the world depends on how many people are mature enough to be nonconformists.” Do you think that it’s responsible or appropriate for an adult mentor to be teaching his students to revolt? Why or why not?

Baker Polton’s Rules of Good Journalism
1. Don’t shortchange an interview. Ask all the questions you can—you never know what might come out!

2. Keep good eye contact. It shows confidence.

3. Confirm everything—during the first twenty-four hours of any big breaking story, about half the facts are wrong.

4. Nobody wants old news.

5. Less is more — Less description, more facts. Only describe it if it means something.

6. If you don’t take yourself seriously, the person you’re interviewing won’t either.

7. If it ever gets easy, do something else!

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  • Posted November 27, 2009

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    i didnt care for it at all ...

    okay , so i was at my school's bookfair , and i really needed a book to read . my friend said that she saw this book on the internet and was looking into it , meaning that she was thinking about buying it . so i said imma just buy it and then you can borrow it . i start to read and pshhh i start to get sleepy , like seriously . it is so boring . i know most books start off slow , but mannnn . i read up to page 74 , maybe , and i had to stop . i guess its not my type of book . but remember , thats just my opinion , you might like it .

    4 out of 5 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted February 14, 2010

    PEELED. // Review

    This book was very good and I loved the ending. I read this book awhile ago, so I can not give a full in depth review. Although it is still an amazing story about how one person can help start something that can help stop something harming their community.

    3 out of 3 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted March 27, 2012

    Awesome! I read this book during the summer while I was going in

    Awesome! I read this book during the summer while I was going into 6th grade. So I was eleven years old when I read it. Ad I still love this book! I had to read any book I chose and I am so glad I picked this one.

    2 out of 2 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted November 13, 2008

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    Reviewed by Grandma Bev for TeensReadToo.com

    Banesville's newspaper, The Bee, has been printing stories about the town's old haunted house and stirring up fear in the town. Hildy Biddle, a reporter for the high school newspaper, The Core, wants to know just who, or what, is haunting Banesville. <BR/><BR/>Banesville is a quiet little town where the whole economy revolves around producing and selling apples...it's a whole way of life. It seems that because of the old haunted house and the sensationalism that The Bee has stirred up, a very large company wants to build a haunted amusement park revolving around the old Ludlow house. Hildy thinks the editor of The Bee is more interested in sensationalism and selling papers than he is in telling the truth, and now someone is trying to make the apple farmers sell out at below market price to make room for the proposed amusement park. <BR/><BR/>It's true that there have been reports of eerie, strange happenings and ghostly sightings, but Hildy and her friends at The Core are out to disprove the rumors and save the farmers. Their conflict with the editor of the rival newspaper causes the school to shut down publication of The Core, but Hildy isn't going to let that stop her. Together, can the kids figure out some way to keep the amusement park out and keep the apple country intact? <BR/><BR/>Bauer specializes in warm, funny, but strong characters, with witty dialogue, and is a genius at plotting exciting, very entertaining stories. PEELED is one of her best. Hildy stays true to her commitment to the town and her dream to be a great journalist as she struggles to overcome obstacles and expose the truth. Her leadership is inspirational as she confronts the established newspaper and its editor to try to save a way of life.

    2 out of 4 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted September 9, 2013

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    Great. No, fantastic. Believe me readers, you will fall in love with Banesville New York and the Happy Apple Valley. Hildy Biddle is one of the greatest characters ever!! Great detail and description. So much story, but believe me that is not a bad thing! Lots of things going on. Characters have there own stories. Read it. :)

    1 out of 1 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted April 29, 2013

    AWESOME BOOK!!!!!!!!!!!

    I highly recommend this book! One of my all time favorites!!!

    1 out of 1 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted February 19, 2013

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    Awesome i loveniall

    1 out of 2 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted November 27, 2010

    a great mystery

    its the kind of book that keeps you guessing. it's about a teenage reporter who is determined to find the truth about a creepy house in her town.

    1 out of 2 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted April 9, 2010

    Sour Apple

    Even though Joan Bauer's Peeled showcases a 16 year-old high school newspaper journalist as the valiant protagonist, the plot is conflictingly ridiculous, childish and implausible for a young adult audience. The characters are innocent and comically keen on "finding the truth," and "fighting evil" in their small upstate New York apple orchard community. The endless apple references--metaphors, analogies, and even inspiration for names (Dog named Macintosh? Newspaper named the Core?) are annoying and tiring. The subject of journalistic integrity, that is the focus of the novel, is appealing, but when it comes from a 16 year-old ghost rumor distinguisher, it loses its luster. Peeled, like a fallen crab apple, seems like a good pick, but after one bite you realize it lacks flesh and leaves a sour taste in your mouth.

    1 out of 3 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted March 12, 2009

    Delicious Food for the Soul

    I was at my school library, glanced at this book, and almost left it in its place. Then the author's name caught my attention: Joan Bauer. I had read another one of her books, Hope was Here, and loved it. The cover didn't really get me interested, but more than once have I been reminded that you can never trust a book by its cover. This book is no exception. Crisp, clever, and witty, Joan Bauer shows once again her talent for reaching down into us readers, and tugging our heart-strings. She doesn't write about action heroes, the future, or anything out-of-this-world. She writes about normal people, who encounter the same dilemmas as many of us, and still manages to hold on to our attention and get us hooked. 256 pages, Peeled is our form of food for the soul.
    The story stars a 16 year old girl named Hildy Biddle, who loves nothing more than journaling for her school newspaper. Living in Banesville, New York, breaking news would consist of the death of the biology teacher's hamster and what's for lunch. But things don't stay that way for long. Mysterious notes start popping up near the eerie Ludlow house. Rumor has it that the ghost of the original owner (who killed his lover) was out and about again. The towns other news paper, The Bee, tries to convince the town of this rumor, and people start to get scared. All except for Hildy and a few other people. Hildy smells something fishy about the whole thing, and she's out to find the truth, even when it means that her school newspaper will be taken away. But just because you can't write for the school, doesn't mean you still can't get your opinion out there. Hildy and her friends will go to extreme measures to get the real story to the people, no matter what it takes.
    Humor, mystery, moving, romantic, you name it, Bauer's got it. Hildy is an intriguing character. She's curious, persistent, and determined. And through her fight for justice, she fights her personal battles just as strongly. She misses her dad, who died of a heart attack. She says once in the book, "How can someone with such a big heart die of a heart attack?" Amidst the fear in Banesville, she manages to deal with her grief, one step at a time. And through the new student at school, she grows in her confidence and also makes a great new friend. The plot was so well thought out. If the end of the book is like the core of an apple, Joan Bauer really knows how to keep us peeling and peeling, wanting to know how it ends, but somehow never wanting the ending to come.

    1 out of 1 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted June 18, 2008

    Peeled

    This book was sort of slow and boring. I thought it would be thrilling like Nancy Drew, with Hildy investigating the haunted house, but it didn't have much action. It's still an awsome book, and has kids standing up to what they beleive in, but is kind of boring. It's a good read if you like jouralism, and people standing up for what they beleive in.

    1 out of 1 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted June 15, 2008

    Peeled

    I loved this book! The only bad thing was that I was expecting it to be more scarier and suspencful like Nancy Drew. I recommemend it to anyone who loves journalism!

    1 out of 1 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted January 6, 2014

    anonymous

    whaat a great book. kinda reminds me of to kill a mockingbird book, but with a newspaper. great themes, great lessons to be learned. read this book

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  • Anonymous

    Posted May 2, 2013

    Never read but like the author -Kay the Critic

    I have never read this book before but i really want to. It seems really good. Joan Bauer like my ultimate all time extreme super duper most favorite author. I read almost home and close to famous without even skimming!!! She is a really good author and i am really looking forward to reading more of her books!!!

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  • Anonymous

    Posted April 18, 2013

    One of my all time favs!

    One of my all time favs!

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  • Anonymous

    Posted November 11, 2012

    Sleepyhead.com

    Not her best book i fell asleep reading it

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  • Posted November 28, 2009

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    Excellent novel for 5th-8th graders

    This novel is fun and thought provoking for 5th-8th graders. It examines fear, free speech, and some basics of writing for a newspaper. It is clean without talking down to students. Girls will probably find it more interesting than boys because of the female protagonist.

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  • Posted October 18, 2009

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    Total SNORE!

    This was a very easy, and uninteresting book. After i read it, i now wouldnt touch it with a 20 foot pole. The characters come and go extremely quick with no description and no emotion. This left me sleeping on the couch it was so boring (no lie!) Never buy this book people. It is easy, undiscriptive, unemotional, quick, and just down right sucky. This would be a big waste of time and money, when you could be outside playing or whatever! Dont waste Physical exercise for something not even worth having.

    0 out of 2 people found this review helpful.

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