Bridget Zinn: A Life in Firsts

Over the next few weeks, there are over 100 blogs celebrating the life of Bridget Zinn, author of the newly released Poison, a YA fantasy with a lot of personality.  Poison is Zinn’s first book, but she unfortunately passed away due to cancer before its publication.  So, in celebration of a strong woman who was not around for a major ‘first’ in her life, we are all writing about a ‘first’ in our lives.

My first tattoo:

There are many firsts of which I thought about writing.  However, I finally settled on my first tattoo, which was the first decision I made that actually held a literal permanence in my life.  By this I mean that other decision like which college to choose, which major to choose, which person to date, what job to take- these all seemed easy enough to change if I so chose.  Ink embedded in skin is not so fleeting.  It can be covered up if one chooses, but it is still there, under it all.  This permanence did not really seem like such a big thing at the time, but I have realized the importance of both the time I chose to get the tattoo as much as what the tattoo itself was.

I was just finishing up college and had moved to Chicago to do so through an internship program.  While I had lived away from home throughout college, the vastness and possibilities of the city took my breath away.  The ability to have so much at my fingertips was invigorating and freeing, as much as it was overwhelming and alienating.  I thrived in the dichotomy of it all.  To say the least, it was a pivital point in my life.  The week before I was due to leave, a group of us hopped on the bus and made our way to the western reaches of the city to imprint our journeys upon ourselves.

I chose to get words across my lower back from a blues song by Ma Rainey:  “Wringing, Twisting, and Screaming”.  There are many reasons I chose these words.  For one, I had become immersed in the blues culture while researching my senior thesis examining the sexual politics of women and blues music, and the song was a perfect example of all the themes explored within, a few of those being sexuality, violence, and subversiveness. On a more personal level, I found the words to be a reminder to never give up and to remember to always fight for what I wanted out of life.  Every time I look at it I think of all the women who have fought so hard and had to endure many hardships to help the rest of us get as far as we have come.  On yet another note, both tattoos and blues music began as a subversive form of expression, so they seemed a perfect match for my first tattoo.

It may have been a choice that I made on a whim on one snowy night in a city to which I was bidding a farewell, but I have not regretted it once.  It is truly a reminder of the past, present, and future- and never forgetting any of the three.

About the novel:poison

Sixteen-year-old Kyra, a highly-skilled potions master, is the only one who knows her kingdom is on the verge of destruction—which means she’s the only one who can save it.  Faced with no other choice, Kyra decides to do what she does best: poison the kingdom’s future ruler, who also happens to be her former best friend.

But, for the first time ever, her poisoned dart…misses.

Now a fugitive instead of a hero, Kyra is caught in a game of hide-and-seek with the king’s army and her potioner ex-boyfriend, Hal.  At least she’s not alone.  She’s armed with her vital potions, a too-cute pig, and Fred, the charming adventurer she can’t stop thinking about.  Kyra is determined to get herself a second chance (at murder), but will she be able to find and defeat the princess before Hal and the army find her?

Kyra is not your typical murderer, and she’s certainly no damsel-in-distress—she’s the lovable and quick-witted hero of this romantic novel that has all the right ingredients to make teen girls swoon.

About Bridget Zinn:

Bridget grew up in Wisconsin.  She went to the county fair where she met the love of her life, Barrett Dowell.  They got married right before she went in for exploratory surgery which revealed she had colon cancer.  They christened that summer the “summer of love” and the two celebrated with several more weddings.  Bridget continued to read and write until the day she died. Her last tweet was “Sunshine and a brand new book.  Perfect.”

Bridget wanted to make people laugh and hoped readers would enjoy spending time with the characters she created.  As a librarian/writer she loved books with strong young women with aspirations.  She also felt teens needed more humorous reads.  She really wanted to write a book with pockets of warmth and happiness and hoped that her readers’ copies would show the watermarks of many bath time reads.

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To purchase and find out more:

Barnes and Noble

Amazon

GoodReads

Inara Scott– a complete list of sites on this tour

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6 thoughts on “Bridget Zinn: A Life in Firsts

  1. Had you been born with a tattoo already embedded in your skin, it would have been “Wringing, Twisting, and Screaming.” Those words and their rebellious recognition and intent have defined you since birth. I guess you could say that you had to grow into the actuality of the words being made visible, but the permanence of what they portend was there from your first breath. I know and I’m proud of you and your unique journey through life.
    Dad

  2. Wow I didn’t know she had passed on. Bridget sounds like she was fantastic person and really loved and appreciated life.

    Your tattoo sounds amazing, and it must mean so much more to you because of all that. I agree with Shannon, your family sounds amazing.

    (Bitter Greens was a paperback copy but Bec bought it in Australia.)

    • Thank you for commenting. She really does sound like an amazing person, and it is unfortunate she can not see how lovely her book and hard work has turned out.

      Thanks for letting me know about ‘Bitter Greens’. I guess I have to be patient (**stomps foot**) and wait for the US release…

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