Showing posts with label Characters. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Characters. Show all posts

Saturday, January 18, 2014

An Awesome Literary Role Model For Girls: Flavia DeLuce

I grew up reading everything I could get my hands on, from the Little Eddie books and Mary Poppins series to the Three Investigators series to a biography of Rose Kennedy my mother had picked up for some book club and Chariot of the Gods, which was left behind by one of my parents' friends (and which, even at age 8, I thought was far-fetched).  But the books that really influenced my concept of a woman's role in society were Little Women, A Little Princess, and Rebecca of  Sunnybrook Farm.
Now, I still believe that these are well-written books and that kids ought to read them, but I hope that girls today would internalize other messages about girls, rather than things like "be good and obedient and wait for a man to rescue you" (Sarah Crewe) or "writing is OK, as long as you don't write about anything popular where you might earn money and become independent and damage your reputation" (Jo March).

(Photo: the first five Flavia DeLuce novels.)

(Photo: the sixth Flavia novel, released on 1/14/14.)

Far better for girls today is Flavia DeLuce.
Now, Alan Bradley, author of the Flavia series, has admitted that he's not trying to write YA.  He tells on his website that Flavia popped into his head while he was trying to write a completely different work, and he knew he had to write about her.  That will explain why Flavia is not like most YA heroines.  She is not out looking for a boyfriend.  She's not concerned about peer pressure.  She's not particularly interested in fashion.  Wow.   Right there we're onto something fresh.
But it goes beyond what the books are not.  In Flavia, Bradley has -- likely accidentally -- created a superb role model for young girls.  Flavia is intelligent, self-motivated, brave, and independent.  Her messages to girls have nothing to do with waiting/looking for a man or being obedient and submissive to social expectations for women.
The entire series of novels celebrates intelligence, and Flavia is at the head of all other smart characters in the books.  All the books highlight intelligence as desirable, for it is the smart characters that solve crimes and look good in the eyes of others.  Flavia's next older sister, Daphne (called "Daffy" by Flavia), is a bookworm obsessed with Dickens.  Flavia treats her as a 1950s version of Google, seeking her out for historical questions.  Dogger, Flavia's father's friend from the War who serves as a jack-of-all-trades at the family mansion, Buckshaw, but who also is more of a father to Flavia than her own dad is, has vast amounts of medical knowledge hiding in his shattered-by-PTSD mind.  Dr. Kissing, Flavia's father's former schoolmaster, is also a source of information for her.  And Inspector Hewitt, the police officer most likely to deal with Flavia, is -- although not brilliant -- an intelligent man whom Flavia respects.  Also, throughout the series, we are ever reminded that Flavia's missing mother Harriet was intelligent, and hints are dropped that Aunt Felicity (Father's sister) is one sharp cookie cutter.
But Flavia outdoes them all.  (Of course, for she is our protagonist!)  She is clearly a gifted child -- emphasis on BOTH words there.  She is rather childlike in many beliefs (she has no idea of what an "affair" is, still believes in Father Christmas, hopes to resurrect the dead) and habits (in one hilarious scene, she scrubs mud off her beloved bicycle Gladys with her toothbrush, then mentions cleaning herself up -- including brushing her teeth! -- in the very next paragraph).  But she is brilliant in chemistry!  She has read through a whole library of her deceased Uncle Tar's chemistry books, she works out fascinating experiments with the equipment in his lab, and she solves crimes in this way.
Bradley goes into fabulous detail about the experiments, with none of this vague Mary Shelley stuff about "old books."  No, step-by-step, Flavia walks us through testing blood (to see if her sisters are lying when they say she's adopted), constructing fireworks, and creating interesting poisons.  Along the way, the reader is treated to a great deal of the history of chemical discoveries.
Honestly, I cannot think of a better way to hook a young girl into an interest in chemistry than to let her read these books (or read them WITH her, if she is younger or not a voracious reader).  I often find myself wanting to go out and buy a basic chemistry set just to try some of this stuff!  And I know the books make me wish I'd taken chemistry in high school.  (To my credit, I preferred physiology, and I adored my classes in that subject.  But I never took chemistry; it was not a popular class at my high school, and thus, I never even thought about taking it.)  In these days where we need women interested in the sciences, Flavia can do a wonderful job of planting that seed into a girl's head.  And her fabulous brilliance underscores over and over and over: Girls, being smart is cool and awesome; smart girls are winners. What a fantastic message to a girl --- or to a boy!
Flavia also has a characteristic which I, as a school teacher, find so often lacking in kids: she's self-motivated.  No one makes her learn chemistry; she teaches herself.  No outside force causes her to solve mysteries; she is driven by her own curiosity.  She does her own research, her own experiments, she solves the crimes because she WANTS to.  She is NEVER lazy; she bikes or runs everywhere.  She never expects anyone to do her work for her.
Other characters reinforce this idea as well.  Dogger goes on with his life in spite of his untreatable (at the time) emotional disability.  He is shown as respectable, noble, and hard-working, for he never expects anyone to baby him.  Flavia's oldest sister, Ophelia (Ophelia Gertrude, in fact, although I haven't quite worked out yet why she has the Hamlet names going; Flavia calls her "Feely."), is a very dedicated pianist and organist.  And everything we hear about the long-absent Harriet lets us know that she was always doing something adventurous or important; she never, ever sat and waited for life to happen -- which is probably why her daughter does not.
Bradley never preaches this virtue, but it's subtly worked in to every single plot in a way that it can be internalized.  There is no idea of waiting for anyone else to work or learn; it's all about doing it yourself.  This is, again, another fabulous thing for a girl (or a boy) to learn.
This segues naturally into the idea of independence.  All too often, books for teens show characters who cannot make it without their friends (think: Harry Potter) or, far worse, that a girl's main interest in life should be to find and keep a man (pretty much 99% of books aimed at girls or women).  Flavia is refreshingly independent.
Oh yes, she longs for the approval of adults (Inspector Hewitt and his wife, the vicar, Dr. Kissing, and especially her emotionally distant father), she wishes to make friends (with the gypsy girl, with Nalia), and she struggles for six books with the woes of sibling rivalries, so it is made clear that being independent is not without its downsides.  But Bradley also shows a truth that is so very often ignored for girls: that, if ANYONE is going to make it in a hard task, s/he has to be willing to go beyond the comfort zone of having "back ups" and strike out as an individual.  Flavia often asks others for their expertise, but she never expects -- or even considers expecting -- anyone to work with her; she knows the job is up to her, whether it be tracking a murder suspect, gathering information, or making chemical analyses in her lab.
Because of this outlook, Flavia spends no time at all looking for boyfriends or planning out a marriage for herself.  Oh, she clearly has opinions on attractive and/or intelligent men (boys are pretty much so far beneath her emotionally that she barely notices them, but men interest her), but her life is not about finding and keeping a man; her life is about finding herself, having adventures like her mother, saving her family from the taxman, supporting those she loves or wants to help (Dogger, the old gypsy woman, Nalia), and making her own way in life.  What better message could you possibly give to a modern girl than "Focus on making yourself the best you can be"?  How many women have wasted their lives by working so hard on attracting and keeping a man that they never even figured out who they really were?  Far, far too many.  But Flavia is not going to be among those women, and she will help young girls realize that they don't need to be counted in that number either.
Flavia is also brave.  She climbs into tunnels, visits other towns by herself, walks on the roof, flies in a small plane, deals with kidnappers, questions adults to solve crimes, figures out ways to do things normally barred to children, goes out at night alone, and faces death and corpses.  She sometimes feels fear, but she talks herself out of it.  She is almost never at a loss for words.  She deals with her own mistakes and goes on with life instead of wallowing in her own failure.  While her sisters often hide from less pleasant things in life, Flavia faces them.  It is she who has worked out effective (and amusing) ways to help Dogger with his "episodes" (his flashbacks to torture at the hands of the Japanese during WWII; he has post-traumatic stress disorder, although it is never given that modern name in the books), she who faces dealing with the mentally deficient Jocelyn, and she who deals with the treatment of gypsies.
Harriet, as well, is presented at brave.  She flew her own airplane and went mountaineering in Tibet.  And Aunt Felicity is not just some "old" lady.  The further the reader goes into the books, the more s/he learns about what this woman has done in her life.
Bravery, then, is reinforced over and over.  Flavia is never cowed into submission by society's expectations of women or by men in positions of authority who wish to control her.  No, she stands up to everyone who tries to prevent her success because she knows she's brilliant and capable.  She lets NO ONE stop her, especially merely because they are older, male, and an authority figure (the police, the vicar, the schoolmaster, the government figures later on).  Her self-confidence and her bravery combine with her intelligence to let her earn success in things which are good.  (After all, Flavia seeks to solve crimes, not to cause trouble.)
Wow.  What young girl shouldn't learn that?  In fact, what grown woman shouldn't have that reinforced in her life?
There you have it: the reasons why Flavia DeLuce is a superb role model for young female readers.  She's intelligent, self-motivated, independent, and brave.  This veteran English teacher highly recommends the whole series.  :)

(Just remember, parents, if you buy the books for your daughter, you ought to consider buying chemistry set for later on.  And a bicycle.  And don't be surprised if your daughter wants to visit England, take a class on old-style film developing, try mountaineering, or ride in a two-seater airplane. These books might just have that effect on her.)

Sunday, January 27, 2013

Writing (or Parenting) The 13-Year-Old: You've Got An 8th-Grader!

All the time on the web I see articles about how to tell when a child enters such-and-such a stage -- and what to do about it.  But these moms and articles always deal with children; no one wants to talk about puberty.
You see, any junior high teacher can tell you that age 13 is to adolescence pretty much what age 2 is to childhood: the worst.
Want proof?  Ask yourself honestly which year of your youth are you most embarrassed about now?  In which year did you have the most stress about yourself and yet do the most stupid things?  Was it, by any chance, 8th grade/age 13?   Over and over again, parents tell me that, yes, they would happily delete that year of their lives -- and, moreover, they'd like now to skip that year of their kids' lives.
And lots of writers avoid puberty, too.  Sure, we can all name off Judy Blume and JK Rowling as brave souls who tackle pubescent teens, but most writers don't.
I suspect this is probably because we all like to block the memories most painful and embarrassing to us, and 8th grade is way up there on the list.  If a writer doesn't want to remember age 13, the writer cannot write about being age 13.  Thus, we have writers who try to stretch the Middle Grade level clear into junior high and writers who won't touch anything below age 16, claiming that Young Adult starts there.  (It doesn't.)
Now, I've been in junior high and dealing with the trauma of puberty for more than half my life.  I can tell you a few things to remember about the workings of the 8th grade mind:

1) At 13, your body is changing in weird ways.  Adults tell you it's hormones and growth spurts and act like it's all normal.  But  your feet get too big and you get hair in weird places.  Sometimes you gain weight -- and fat prejudice is still okay, so no one is going to tell you it's okay to be fat like it's okay to have a hearing aid. You get hyper and don't know why.  You get super-tired and don't know why.  You get sexually aroused and don't dare even think about it -- and sometimes you don't even realize that's what the new feeling is.  All you want to do is scream because no one can tell you what's going on and you're too scared to ask anyway.  And then your parents yell at you for being grumpy.  Life is SO UNFAIR!

2) At 13, you are the center of the universe.  All this new weird stuff is happening to you, so the world should focus on your new experiences.  Period.  Nothing else really matters.  People are watching you, even when you don't see them.  Yes, it might be God or angels who know when you have sexual dreams and feel guilty or when you really lied to Mom about the homework.  And it might be parents and teachers who are still these mysterious beings who can TELL when you're hiding something or having a mood swing!  How scary is THAT???  And how the freak do they DO it??  (Note: kids this age have no clue about body language or facial expressions that tip off adults to such things.  It is therefore still somewhat magical to them how we know what we know.)  But it's also about your friends who might turn out to be frenemies and post pictures of you on facebook when you're looking stupid at a slumber party.  Or they might send pics of you to that one cute person you really like -- and then you'd just DIE!  Life would be OVER!
And because you are the center of the universe, you believe everyone notices if you get a huge old zit on your nose or if your hair didn't work out right or if you get your period and your pad is slipping around and oh my gosh it might show lines through your skinny jeans!  And if other people don't notice how awesome you look in your best moments or when you made that basket or got to sit with the cool people at lunch, what is wrong with them?!  Why are they not making a fuss when they're supposed to be?
And then your parents yell at you for being moody!  Life is SO UNFAIR!

3) When you are 13, the world is indeed your stage.  You think the world is watching you; your hormones are running high, and this affects your emotions.  Ergo, drama is the word.  You drop your books in front of someone cute: humiliation.  The teacher has you work with that person who is so not as cool as you are: rage. Dad makes you stand outside with a hose to water the dry spots on the lawn when you were skyping with your friends: no one understands you.  But the cute neighbor comes out to ride a bike and says hi: super-elation because s/he SPOKE TO YOU!!!
All this happens in a 3-hour block of time.  Then your parents yell at you for being over-dramatic.  Life is SO UNFAIR!!!


For some of you readers, this may have been a painful experience as you remembered your past.  :D  However, I hope that it will help a few more writers who try to deal with this age in a believable way.  (It may even explain a few things to a few parents as well.)
And other junior high teachers will just be nodding their heads and smiling.  We've seen it all, people.  We've seen it all.

Saturday, September 22, 2012

Creating Realistic YA Characters: Understanding The Teenage Worldview

One of my frequent complaints about some YA novels is that the teenage characters don't act/think like real kids.  Numerous authors forget the painful and embarrassing truths about puberty and what follows for the next few years.  Let me remind you and illustrate for you how 7th graders think.
Rule #1: Teenagers are the most narcissistic beings on earth, even more so than the average celebrity.

Illustration #1:  Just before the beginning of my 7th grade year, my mother had to take me shopping to get my required gym suit (a horrible, polyester, one-piece affair).  She picked me up from dance class -- and I had to go to the mall wearing a pair of denim shorts over a black leotard and pink tights.  I remember my humiliation, my fear that everyone was laughing at me as they passed, how every single person in that busy mall would think I had no fashion sense whatsoever because I was wearing shorts OVER MY TIGHTS!  Oh!  The Horror!!!!!
The experience was so dramatic that I can still feel myself cringing in that 12-year-old shell, even as I chuckle at it now.

Illustration #2:  A conversation between a 7th grade BOY and me.
Boy: I'm cold!
Me: You're only wearing a tee shirt.  Don't you have a hoodie you could wear to school?
Boy: Yeah, but putting it on would mess up my hair.
Me (rummaging in my desk for something I don't need in order to hide my smirk): Well, you could put the hoodie on BEFORE you gelled your hair in the mornings.
Boy: But then if I got to warm during the day, I'd have to take the hoodie off, and that'd mess up my hair!!
Me: What about getting one of those zip hoodies?
Boy: I got one for my birthday, but I don't wanna mess it up yet by wearing it to school.

Ah, doesn't your heart just bleed over his dilemma?

These realities, folks, are the ones that drive YA characters.  Narcissism is just one element, but it has to be there, or the fictional characters fall flat.
Sometimes adults ask me how I "dream up" all the hilarious situations that Eric (of Half-Vampire fame) gets himself into.  But kids never ask me that; they know Eric seems real because he acts just like a real kid.  To create the awkward and humorous situations, I simply write characters that react like a real teenager would.
Nerissa MacKay of my WIP which is in the "resting and ripening" stage is delightful in her narcissism. She, like so many teenagers, desperately wants to be SEEN, to be important, to have groupies, to be a star.  She tries so very hard to stand out and be "above" the ordinary.  And that is why I just had to have her accidentally turn herself invisible.  What could be worse for her than to be completely unseen?  Ah, adolescence!   There is a reason why most of us would never go back if given the chance.

Wednesday, February 29, 2012

Among The Self-Righteous

Living in Utah means that one often has to deal with self-righteous people.  It also means dealing with lots and lots of subtle (and sometimes not-so-subtle) sexism.  I was stunned when I moved to Scotland and found how differently I was treated as a woman there as opposed to here.  When I returned home, I promised myself to stand up to and point out those who perpetuate both these evils -- and this has occasionally made people angry over the past few years.
One of the things that has touched off some folks was the creation of the character of Zane in Becoming Brigid.  Zane is a self-righteous, sexist control freak who functions as one of the main antagonists in the novel.  I have worked and worked and worked to get his character "just right."  And this has caused problems with a few beta readers and others who heard about the character.  I've been told by various women that "no one is really like that" and that "men in Utah don't act that way."  Well, obviously there are plenty of men in Utah who don't act like self-righteous, sexist jerks (and there are plenty of women who do and don't; it's not just a guy thing), but it is not at all rare for a guy to act like my fictional Zane, and last Valentine's Day gave us a mini-news event that surprised a lot of people in the US -- but probably not too many people from Utah.  The fact is that everyone in Utah really knows someone like Zane.  In fact, I'd like to think that the anonymous jerk in this news article was actually Zane.  :)  It's exactly something he would do.  (And to all those who tell me that Zane is "unbelievable" in the future, I will reference them to this little event.)

Anonymous note criticizing woman’s attire goes viral


A note given to a female student at BYU on Valentine’s Day has received a massive amount of attention throughout the United States and beyond.
Brittany Molina, a BYU junior majoring in accounting, received a note from a male student in the Tanner Building while waiting to attend a meeting. Contrary to her first guess, it was not a love letter. The note said her outfit had a negative effect on other people and she needed to consider the Honor Code each day while dressing.
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Molina said although she did not want the story to get out nationally, she still thinks it is good for people to know this kind of thing does happen at BYU.  She said she has received many online messages from other female students at BYU who had similar experiences.
"I don't think it's right for boys to call out girls in front of people or in a rude manner, because it isn't going to do much," Molina said.

My sUpER sKetCh outfit. He's going to bear his testimony next week about how he stood up for truth and justice.  pic.twitter.com/ZcJwbbR7
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A university spokesperson said over the phone the university has chosen not to comment on this matter.
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Here's another post about  the "virtuous Valentine enforcer."
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Compare the preceding "real life" event with a scene with Zane's confronting Pepper in Becoming Brigid:

“I don’t like clothes with bare shoulders,” he told me, not budging from the doorway.  It was like he was trying to force me to stay inside.

He was acting even worse now than he had when he was hanging up the flyers.  
The hairs on the back of my neck rose up, and I could feel blood flowing to my face.  Over my dead body was Zane going to force me to change clothes.
I put my hands on my hips and narrowed my eyes at him.  “Well, good, because this’d look terrible on you,” I told him.  “But since I’m the one wearing it, it’s nothing you have to worry about.”
Geez, what was his problem?  Did he actually think he couldn’t control his lust-hormones when he saw naked shoulders?  He certainly hadn’t given me the impression he was drooling over me.  

Unrealistic? I never thought so, and I REALLY don't think so now.  My icky, controlling character Zane could just be a guy from BYU and fit right in.  :)

Monday, September 19, 2011

If You're Going To Write YA, You've Got To Stay Current.

I don't just write YA; I read it.  Of course I read it; I'm a teacher, and I have to know what books to recommend to my students.
Recently, I've read a good deal of YA with contemporary settings, and most of it has left me chuckling at how "out of it" some authors are.  One of the authors is only about 25, but she's making the same mistakes the other, older writers are. What her teenage experience was like a decade ago is ancient history now -- and it shows.
Folks, if you're going to write contemporary settings in YA fiction, you absolutely have to be in contact with actual teenagers.  You cannot assume that what you experienced in high school is still current -- because it's not.
Technology is ubiquitous today.  Unless a kid is from a dirt-poor or really strict family or is living in a remote area, that kid has a cell phone.  And that kid can text with two thumbs faster than you'd expect.  S/he can also text without looking at the phone, with her/his hands inside the pocket of a hoodie.  S/he can even text while driving (yes, it's stupid, but it's true) and while taking a shower  (I am not joking.  Kids text in the shower with plastic bags over their phones.).  Kids will text each other at all hours of the night, waking each other up to spread news.  Lack of sleep these days is not usually due to being OUT somewhere; it's due to kids' texting each other all freakin' night.  (Smart parents confiscate phones at bedtime.)  If you have a character who doesn't at least get at least occasional texts at night, you need a good reason for it in your story.  Is the kid a nerd with no friends?  Has the phone been confiscated?  Why is this teen merely sleeping through the night?  You'd better give some hints because your readers will be wondering at why this character is so old-fashioned.  (Eric, in Half-Vampire, is up half the night anyway because he's nocturnal, so this wasn't a particular problem for me.)
The most common punishment nowadays is phone confiscation; it's the new "grounding."  Kids feel they will die socially if they are cut off from their phones, so parents use this as a threat.
Facebook is so socially important that kids are stunned that some people (old fogey adults) don't use it. Kids post everything on facebook, although most of them are now smart enough to set controls so that only those they've "friended" can see their pages.  If you create a contemporary teenage character, that character needs to be very familiar with social media; if s/he's not on a site somewhere, there'd better be a reason.  Does s/he have super-strict parents?  Has s/he been cyberbullied?
Kids only send e-mail if it's something that needs an attachment or if it's to someone out of phone range.  They never e-mail their friends for social reasons. In a book I read recently, a girl gets an e-mail of acceptance to her preferred college late at night and goes through agony waiting until morning to tell everyone.  Pardon me, but how 2004 is that?  A normal teenager of 2011 would text every single friend no matter the hour and would update her facebook page immediately.  By 6:00 AM, she would not be breaking the news to anyone, for her entire social sphere would already know the news -- except for maybe her parents; they'd have to be told.
 Oh, and in one book, a character actually received a LETTER IN THE MAIL from a friend across town.  No, no, no.  This is not the 1970s.  I have students who've never sent a letter in their lives.  Really.
Most schools and teachers know all about this stuff.  Most schools have anti-cell phone policies and phones are confiscated if kids are caught using them.  A decade ago, kids still passed each other notes in class; now they text in their hoodie pockets.  I keep finding stuff in books that gets this all wrong.  Either the characters are living in the 90s and shoving notes into each other's lockers, or else they're texting in class openly, with the teachers looking on.  Not even.  It ain't gonna happen, people.
Technology is in classrooms, too.  We teachers are not luddites.  We have webpages, blogs, and e-mail.  Some teachers even use facebook pages for their classrooms.  Students do lots and lots of techy projects.  Today's child does NOT make a diorama in a shoebox for a book report; s/he e-mails a powerpoint project to the teacher or posts a book trailer on youtube.  Teachers don't get memos anymore; we get e-mails and IMs.  Attendance and grades are done online.  We don't show videos anymore, people.  We use youtube or DVDs in our computers, which are hooked up to projectors in the room.  Overhead projectors have been replaced with cameras and smartboards.  An actual chalkboard would only be in a very poor older school indeed.  Kids don't do bubble sheets to take tests anymore; schools have computer labs.  Some of my students have never even seen a bubble sheet before.
It's also important to understand as you write what kids DON'T know.  Most teenagers today have never seen a vinyl record, a typewriter ribbon, an umbrella-style outdoor clothesline, rabbit-ear TV antennas, a transistor radio, a floppy disc, or even a phone that has the receiver connected to the body by a cord -- except in photographs.  They don't realize there was a time when schools had no procedures in place for lockdowns.  They don't know what Y2K was.  Only the oldest teens right now remember 9/11/01.  Most kids don't know the sound of a dial-up modem connecting.  They can't remember when gas cost less than a dollar a gallon.  They are amused at older people who wear watches instead of just looking at their phone to see what time it is, and many young teenagers cannot tell time on an analog clock.(Consequently, they do not have a concept of time as circular, rotating through hours and seasons, as many adults do.)  They consider CDs outdated technology, and most of them have had iPods since they were 6 or 7 years old.  (They do not grasp that there was a time when songs had to be played in the order they appeared on the record, tape, or CD -- that tunes were not movable on any playlist.)  And teenagers have not hung out at malls to socialize in years.  Most of them don't even go to malls to shop; they shop in large, single-purpose stores or online.
Last week, a music teacher at our school wore a tee-shirt with this symbol on it:
Not a single kid had a clue what it was.  And a good many of the teachers didn't either.  (If you're younger than 35, you may not do much better at identifying the object.)  If you put one of these in a contemporary-set book for YA, you'd need a heck of a good reason to do so.  (And if you put one in a piece of YA historical fiction, you'd better darn well be ready to explain what it is.)
In the past few months, I've read books wherein a character gets a watch for a b-day gift, heads to the mall to try on prom dresses, burns CDs for a friend, and/or doesn't know what to do in an emergency at school.  (Schools have DRILLS for these things, people.  Kids KNOW what to do and where to go.  There are LAWS about such drills.)  All of these things are ridiculously out-of-date and would need a special reason to exist in a book.  For example, an heirloom watch given as a gift would make sense, but the character would need to get used to using it.  Burning a CD so the friend could use it to transfer songs to her/his iPod is still sensible -- or if the character's car stereo is so old that her/his iPod can't be connected to the speakers, then a CD for the car might still make sense.  A student very, very new in the school might still be confused about where to go during an evacuation drill.  And if you must have a scene with girls trying on prom dresses, then consider girls trading dresses or giggling over an online prom store together with virtual models trying on the clothes.

Okay, so this has turned into a bit of a rant, but if any current or future YA authors read this and USE it, it will create some much-needed changes in characters and settings.  And, trust me, kids sense it when an adult is trying to be up-to-date and cool and failing miserably.