This month we will meet Lea Schizas, the author of the
Middle grade/Young Adult chapter book:
Bubba & Giganto: Odds Against Us
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Bubba & Giganto:Odds Against Us
by Lea Schizas
4RV Publishing LLC
PO Box 6482
Edmond, OK 73083-6482
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Lea Schizas is a mother of five and tenderly referred as ‘Mother Hen’ by many writers. Many have asked me where I find the time to do all that I do. Easy, when you have a deep passion for your work, you will always find time to complete your projects. Lea Schizas http://www.leaschizas.com
Lea Schizas is an award-winning author and editor, a short story competition winner, living in Montreal with her husband Jimmy and five children. She describes herself as “finally woke up after a 23-year self-induced coma taking care of the family, and rediscovered my passion for writing.”
She is the Founder and Editor in Chief of two Writer’s Digest 101 Top Writing Sites since 2004 and recipients of several Preditors and Editors Awards: Apollo’s Lyre, an online writer’s Zine: http://www.apollos-lyre.com; the online writing critique community The MuseItUp Club, http://museitupclub.tripod.com/;
-Founder of The Muse Online Writers Conference, http://www.freewebs.com/themuseonlinewritersconference/
-Founder of The Muse Marquee, http://themusemarquee.tripod.com
-Founder of The Muse Book Reviews, http://themusebookreviews.tripod.com
-Reviewer for the award-winning site AllBooksReviews.com
-Editor for Double Dragon Publishing
-Submissions Editor for Red Rose Publishing.
She is the author of the Young Adult paranormal suspense/thriller “Doorman’s Creek”, co-author and editor of the nonfiction writing reference book “The Muse On Writing” (http://www.freewebs.com/themuseonwriting ) and the fantasy “Aleatory’s Junction” (http://aleatorysjunction.tripod.com/ ), and author of “The Librarian Who Wasn’t”, a short story appearing in the EPPIE award-winning Anthology “Twisted Tails II”, and an article published in the book, “Hollywood Experts” a Silver Foreword award winner.
In 2009, she has been offered three new contracts:
Libby the Odd Squirrel and Robbie and Katie Get A Hairy Scare
both contracted by Guardian Angel Publishing and 4RV Publishing has offered her a contract for I Don’t Want A Haircut
You can read more of Lea’s bio and accomplishments at:
Synopsis of Book
Bubba hates it when his dad gets a contract for a new project. That means uprooting the family from one city and moving to another. Attending a new school is a major pet peeve of his. His smart alecky nature attracts the bullies in every school he’s attended.
On the first day of school, Bubba bumps into this rather large student. Fearing a confrontation, he wears his tough guy attitude and waits for the punches to begin. Remarkably, the new student apologizes, and Bubba and David (aka Giganto as Bubba eventually nicknames him) become best friends.
Bubba and Giganto try out for the high school soccer team, and that’s when trouble begins. Bubba knew eventually he’d meet the bullies of the school, and he was right.
In the first initial weeks, Bubba learns about a death that occurred the previous year; faces the bullies on several occasions; helps Giganto practice soccer before tryouts; and challenges the bullies to a scrimmage.
Little does Bubba know Giganto holds a secret - one that will place Giganto in a deadly situation.
Bubba and Giganto
Odds Against Us
2008, ISBN: 978-0-9797513-6-3
Paperback, pp.68, US 10.99
Very Highly Recommended
Reviewed by Liana Metal
Lea Schizas, a multi published award winning author and editor, is a mother of five living in
Bubba and Giganto is the story of Bubba, a newcomer in a school, who befriends a huge boy called David (Giganto) and together they are a good team. They soon have to confront the bullies of the school; what will happen? Is Bubba going to surrender?
The story is told in the first person in a diary like style, so it is direct and vivid, thus attracting the readers’ attention immediately. The language is fresh and casual and the descriptions skillfully brisk and alive. The author uses an original humorous way to describe things happening to Bubba so the story is highly enjoyable to read. This story is also exceptionally moving at times while highlighting the benefits of true friendship. The issue of bullying the author focuses on in this book is a common problem prevalent in most schools nowadays and should be dealt somehow by both parents and teachers. Therefore, this book should be read by families and educators as it might help them understand kids better. Lea tries to analyze the characters’ inner feelings by offering readers a close look into their behavior. This is an interesting read that caters to all the family. Get this book from
Ever wonder if parents really listen to you? Try adding, “and the alien
scooped me up” and see their reaction. If they turn around and look in a weird way,
they paid attention. My parents just say, “Uh-huh, that’s nice, dear.”
But I’ve gone off topic here. My story has nothing to do with parents but
everything to do with accepting a challenge.
Starting at a new school and meeting friends is hard, really hard. Factor in that my
parents decided to name me Bubba - not Bobby, not Brendan, but Bubba - and anyone
can understand why I hate going to any school. This would be my fourth nightmare in a
brand new setting.
Getting off the bus, I bumped right into this huge student. Couldn’t avoid it. The
kid, who must have been over 200 pounds, hogged the whole sidewalk. His oversized
blue T-shirt looked more like a tent. Well, call me silly, but I turned to the circus freak
and told him, “Move out of my way.” Almost in slow motion, he started to wobble out of
As I tried to pass, he yanked me back by my collar. My gut told me I may have
made the biggest mistake of my life.
Putting on my ‘tough guy’ face (the gnarly grin and uplifted eyebrow),
I looked him squarely in the eyes. “What’s up?” I asked, while my legs screamed RUN.
Anticipating a nasty hit on my body, I squeezed my eyes shut.
“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to block your way.”
Unsure if my ears heard right, I opened one eye and checked where his pudgy
hands were. Although the tone of his voice sounded angelic in my head (with both
eyes shut), I may have mistaken sarcasm for sincerity. To my astonishment, his hand
waited for me to shake it in greeting. The other hand held on to his brown leather school
bag. It reminded me of what a spy carrying Top Secret documents would use.
“My name’s David Montana,” he said, clasping my hand in a tight grip and
shaking it. His ‘tent’ wobbled with every shake, rattle, and roll he did with my hand. A
childish grin spread across his cherub features.
“H-hey. I’m B -” No way would I tell him my name in front of everyone
circled around us expecting the first fight of the school year. “Nice to meet
you.” My racing heart resumed its normal beat. I’m not normally the queasy and
frightened type of a guy. I’m usually smarter in the sense I pick fights with guys my own
size. So knowing my body would continue its healthy state, I let out a very inconspicuous
Besides, I felt lower than a deflated punching bag for thinking him a circus freak.
Everyone dispersed once the warning bell rang, obviously disappointed I didn’t
get my teeth knocked out. My newfound friend and I entered the ugly, red brick building,
similar to all my other schools. I wonder if it’s like a secret school code to keep schools
as monotone as possible in order to have students remain nice and quiet … well, bored is
more like it.
I looked around and felt like puking. The walls, lockers, doors, ceilings -
everything was clean, not a mural anywhere, made me a bit nervous since every other
school had those artistic imprints. Those schools allowed their students to decorate the
walls with paintings and feel at home. So, I wondered if I had just stepped into boot
camp or what, because it was blaringly obvious to me the kids here either had no artistic
qualities or the school’s administration felt they shouldn’t decorate the walls. Great!
Could this day get any worse?
Yes. I couldn’t help but feel as though I walked in a dank tunnel. Then it hit me as
I looked around. There were no windows. The only sunlight streamed from the corridor
windows. I stopped for a second and peeked inside a classroom. No windows. Yikes.
Even the Titanic had more windows.
“Yio, David.” I ran to catch up with him. “What’s up with the lack of windows?”
“Oh, you’ll get used to it. We really don’t notice. Students are less distracted.”
“Yeah, but how will we know when we’re nearing an iceberg?”
He looked at me as though I was off my rocker.
“Never mind.” I didn’t feel the need to explain my weird sense of humor to him.
David and I hit it off. Six foot plus David, and five ten and a hundred-sixty-five
pound me shared every single class. Luck knew I would need David somewhere down
And, boy, was Luck ever right.
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