Welcome to Day 7 of The HYPE Blog Tour @YvetteMCalleiro #HYPE #NewRelease #BookPromo #YAFiction #writingcommunity

I’m thrilled to welcome fellow author, Yvette Calliero, here today to celebrate her latest release, HYPE. Here is my review: LINK


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Creative Writing

I wrote my first poem when I was twelve years old. I don’t remember what it was, but I know I felt proud of it because it was my own creation. My English teacher, Mrs. Hoffman, loved to give us time to explore our imagination through writing. Recently, she sent me this gem that she found one day.

One of her assignments was to use affixes and root words to create an imaginary animal. We had to draw the animal and decorate it using art supplies and other materials., and then we had to write a story about it. I don’t remember the story, but I do remember my animal had three legs, a hippo’s body, and a horse’s head (or maybe its tail). I don’t remember the other parts. What I remember from the name was tripodequihippo… I loved that activity!

Writing has always been a form of therapy for me. It has always helped me get my thoughts and emotions out of my head. So, when I began writing Hype, I knew I wanted to incorporate creative writing as one of Cici’s classes as well as an outlet for Gaby, one of her antagonists. The class plays an important role in their relationship.

One of the activities I incorporated into the story is called a RAFT. It stands for Role of the author, Audience, Format, and Topic. For several years as a high school teacher, I challenged my students to write a RAFT about the Holocaust. They had to take on the role of something other than the humans at the camp. The audience was other people. The format was a poem, and the topic was the atrocities that took place at the concentration camps.

My struggling learners wrote the most incredible poems. Some of the roles they chose were discarded glasses, rats who lived in the camps, the clubs used to beat them, the barbed wire, and the stale bread. There was no doubt those students truly grasped the horrors that took place during the Holocaust.

For Hype, I chose a bit of a more festive RAFT, but one’s perspective of a holiday doesn’t always turn out the way others might expect. Here is an excerpt from the story:

School is a blur for the next few weeks as the holiday break gets closer and closer. My creative writing teacher gives us an assignment to pretend to be an inanimate object that symbolizes the holidays and write a piece from its point of view. Mr. Garnett loves inanimate objects coming to life, and we tend to write crazy stories to humor him.

I decide to write from the viewpoint of wrapping paper as it wraps its arms around new treasures. I build the excitement up toward the moment when a bubbly, little kid removes the paper from the gift and squeals with glee. Of course, my wrapping paper is delighted to provide such wonder and anticipation for the toy, but she also wishes she, too, got to stick around and play with the kid. It’s cute. It’s humorous, but it’s nothing out of this world.

When it comes time to share, Mr. Garnett makes the mistake of calling on Grub. The whole class quietly moans. We all know Mr. Garnett doesn’t like anyone to be ridiculed in class and believes in having an environment in which everyone feels comfortable enough to share, but to call on Grub? Really. I mean, it’d make perfect sense to have called on her when we were writing a Halloween piece, but Grub and Christmas don’t mesh.

Mr. Garnett glares at us, and we shut up and prepare ourselves for her piece because one of his other rules is everyone shares. Grub comes up to the front, takes the podium, and begins. I half-expect her to complain and ask for someone else to go before her since it was close to the end of class, but I guess she finds some horrible pleasure in torturing us.

“I wrote about a Christmas candle,” she starts, takes a deep breath (for dramatic emphasis, I’m sure), and continues. “For years, I was the beautiful centerpiece, the home’s elegant, most prized decoration. I was bright and cheery, tall and elegant. Everyone always stopped to admire my beauty, to comment on how special I was. Until one day…”

Again, she pauses and stares at her paper. I roll my eyes, thinking not for the first time, that she really should have joined the Drama Club.

“Go on,” Mr. Garnett encourages her.

She looks up at him and then back at her paper.

“Until one day, someone thought it would be a great idea to light a match and see how well I could withstand the heat. I could smell the rancid sulfur as the matchstick caught fire. It was then I discovered what true fear felt like. The sensation of the intense heat violating my wick was too much to endure. I screamed and crackled at the fire’s invasion.

“I cried tears of wax as the blaze melted my beauty away. I wished there was some way to stop it, to keep it from taking away all that was pure and perfect about me. I wanted someone, anyone, to blow out the flame, to save what was left of my beauty, but no one could hear me. No one was even paying attention to my withering loveliness.

“I cried and cried until there was no wax left to cry with, and when all my beauty was gone, the flame finally burned out and I was discarded. No longer did anyone admire me. No longer did anyone care. I was alone, abandoned, dead.”

The whole class sits silently, stunned. Mr. Garnett starts clapping while we sit there shocked. One kid from behind me says, “There wasn’t anything holiday-ish about it.”

“I disagree,” Mr. Garnett says. “It completely held to the assignment’s directions. It was very compelling.”

Someone else whispers loudly, “Her name should be changed from Grub to Grinch.”

I now sponsor a poetry club called Writer’s Ink. My poets write both written and spoken word poems and enter contests and competitions. I am always amazed at the ideas and images they create with their words. It’s an opportunity for them to speak their truths, to be seen and heard, and to be accepted. I hope readers of this book will enjoy the activities shared, and if you want to try your hand at a RAFT, I’d love for you to share it with me. 😊


Cici’s junior year in high school is going to be the best year ever. Popular co-captain of the varsity cheerleading team, she’s dating the starting quarterback. Even her jealous co-captain’s attempts to steal her boyfriend can’t curb her enthusiasm.

When her mom moves in with her fiancé, a handsome, wealthy man, only one small detail threatens Cici’s perfect life. The school’s social pariah is about to become her stepsister, and Cici wants nothing to do with her.

Everything changes when someone Cici cares about throws her life into a tailspin, and the one person Cici couldn’t stand becomes her only ally.

Warning: This story contains scenes of sexual assault.

Available on Amazon and Smashwords

Author Bio

Yvette M. Calleiro is a heavily addicted reader of both young adult and adult novels. She spends most of her time pseudo-living in paranormal worlds with her fictional friends (and boyfriends). When she’s living among real people, Yvette M. Calleiro is a middle school Reading and Language Arts teacher. She’s been sharing her love of literature with her students for over twenty years. Besides writing about the various characters that whisper (and sometimes scream) in her head, she enjoys traveling, watching movies, spending quality time with family and friends, and enjoying the beauty of the ocean.

Yvette lives in Miami, Florida, with her incredible son who has embraced her love for paranormal and adventurous stories. She also shares her space with an assortment of crazy saltwater animals in her 300-gallon tank.

Amazon Links


The One Discovered (Chronicles of the Diasodz, Book 1)

The One Enlightened (Chronicles of the Diasodz, Book 2)

The One Betrayed (Chronicles of the Diasodz, Book 3)

The One Revealed (Chronicles of the Diasodz, Book 4)

The One Awakened (Chronicles of the Diasodz, Book 5)

The One Chosen – A Diasodz Short Story

Breathless – A Short Story

Amazon Author Page

Social Media Links

Author Blog




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43 thoughts on “Welcome to Day 7 of The HYPE Blog Tour @YvetteMCalleiro #HYPE #NewRelease #BookPromo #YAFiction #writingcommunity”

    1. The story of the candle was a powerful and moving moment, Harmony. I’m happy to share Yvette’s story!

  1. Denise, this looks so perfect on your beautiful site! Thank you so much for hosting me today. And an even bigger thanks for helping me revise HYPE to make it as wonderful as it is. I truly appreciate you. XOXO 🙂

    1. I was happy to share in Yvette’s accomplishments. Happy reading, Karen, and thank you for stopping by 🙂

  2. A huge congratulations to Yvette! It’s so great to see Hype popping up all over blogosphere!! I have it on my Kindle and can’t wait to read it. This is another compelling excerpt. Thank you for hosting, Denise!

    1. I’m happy to share Yvette’s latest sucess and happy you dropped by. Gaby was a favorite of mine in the story and that moment shows why.

  3. What a powerful excerpt, Yvette! It evoked some strong emotions. I love today’s post for the excerpt and for the glimpse into your early life and your example of a RAFT. I learn something new every day. Thanks for hosting, Denise!

    1. When my former teacher emailed me that poem, it brought me so much happiness. I don’t really have much school work from those days. Whoever thinks of saving old assignments, right? Lol! My teacher had actually saved it and had found it when she was going through some things. She took the time to send it to me (did I mention how amazing of a teacher she was?). I treasure it now. I’m so happy you enjoyed the poem and the RAFT activity, Patty. I value your help with making this novel perfect. 🙂

      1. I agree, Patty, been learning a lot on this tour. This part really reached in and pulled at my emotions.

  4. Congratulations to Yvette. Having read all her Diasodz series, I know she is a wonderful writer. Wishing her great success with her new release. Thanks for sharing it Denise.

    1. I enjoyed the Diazodz series, too, Balroop. This was a completely different direction, but just as a compelling read 🙂

  5. I loved the poem you wrote when you were 12 years old, Yvette. How wonderful your teacher sent it to you. I saved many of my daughter’s stories and poems. She is coming with the whole gang to spend Thanksgiving with us. I have stacks of her stories for her to go through and decides what to keep. Congratulations on your new release. I’m all set for you. Thank you for hosting, Denise!

    1. Thank you, Miriam! I’m so excited that your daughter is coming for the holidays. I’m sure she is going to love seeing all that you’ve saved for her. I wish her luck in choosing what to keep. 😉 I believe I wrote that poem after reading The Hobbit with my teacher. That’s where the dwarf came in, for sure. I’m grateful she held on to it for so long and sent it to me. I appreciate your support and look forward to sharing your space soon. 🙂

      1. You’re welcome, Yvette. My daughter had a loving teacher in first and second grades. She went to the second grade class for reading when she was in first grade. We sent her first Halloween poem from first grade to an Anthology. She was so excited to see her poem in print, and wrote a whole bunch more to make her own poetry book. I showed it to her but I’m not sure if she took it or it’s still in my house!! I’ll ask her. The teacher kept a correspondence with my daughter well into her junior high! All of the letters from that teacher are still at my house! 🙂

        I’m excited to have you, Yvette. Since I took a blogging break, I’m visiting blogs so that they know that I’m still here and will visit your post. 🙂

    2. I think it’s so great Yvette got her poem from her teacher. How wonderful your daughter and family will be at your house for Thanksgiving:) I am having everyone here. What fun to go through memories with your daughter. Enjoy! Xo

      1. Teachers have so much influence over their students. I do something similar with my poets. I enter them into several contests, including poeticpower.com, where their poems can be published if selected. I’m sure your daughter will enjoy reading those letters again. I’m happy you are getting back into the blogging world. XOXO 🙂

    1. It is a gift I treasure. She’s a woman with a huge giving heart, and I’m blessed to still keep in touch with her after all these years. Thanks for stopping by, Robbie. I appreciate it. 🙂

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