1–What is the title of your latest release? SUMMER STAGE 2–What’s the “elevator pitch” for your new book? A family of famous, non-famous, and reluctantly famous people gather on Block Island to mount a summer production of Much Ado About Nothing and learn a lot about themselves and each other in the process. 3–How did you decide where your book was going to take place? I knew I wanted to revisit the setting of my 2019 novel, The Islanders, and include some of the same characters, so it was easy. 4–Would you hang out with your protagonist in real life? I have three main POVs so I’ll answer these for one of my favorites. Her name is Sam and I’d definitely hang out with her. 5–What are three words that describe your protagonist? Funny, brave, sassy 6–What’s something you learned while writing this book? I learned a lot about the intricacies of the theater world, in particular from one of my best friends (a casting director) and her husband (an actor). 7–Do you edit as you draft or wait until you are totally done? I write a very messy first draft then edit many times. 8–What’s your favorite foodie indulgence?…

Excerpt from VACATIONLAND by Meg Mitchell Moore. © 2022 by Meg Mitchell Moore. Used with permission from William Morrow, an imprint of HarperCollins. All rights reserved.   JUNE Chapter One The Greyhound from Altoona, Pennsylvania, to Rockland, Maine, takes twelve hours and thirty-three minutes with three stops, all of them in places where you don’t necessarily want to use the bathroom but may find you have no choice. Even so, the first part of the journey isn’t too bad—Kristie Turner has two seats to herself. But in New Haven, six hours into the journey, she gains a seatmate in the form of a sixtysomething named Bob who wants to talk with Kristie about the granddaughter he is going to meet for the first time, and also about his abiding love for Creedence Clearwater Revival. Never mind that the bus left Altoona at eleven at night, so by this point it’s five in the morning. Can’t you see I’m tired? Kristie wants to say. Can’t you see I’m grieving? But, of course, Bob can’t see that. Grief is not something you wear on a vest, like a Brownie patch. She rolls up her sweatshirt to form a pillow and angles her…