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On sale Oct 29, 2019 | 320 Pages | 9781984829955
Age 14 and up | Grade 9 & Up
Reading Level: Lexile HL630L
"An unflinchingly honest, eye-opening, heartful story that's sure to keep readers talking." --Angie Thomas, #1 New York Times bestselling author of The Hate U Give and On the Come Up

"Romantic, funny, hopeful, and unflinchingly real." --Becky Albertalli, New York Times bestselling author of Simon Vs. The Homosapiens Agenda

The uplifting story of an HIV-positive teen, falling in love and learning to live her truth.

Simone Garcia-Hampton is starting over at a new school, and this time things will be different. She's making real friends, making a name for herself as student director of Rent, and making a play for Miles, the guy who makes her melt every time he walks into a room. The last thing she wants is for word to get out that she's HIV-positive, because last time . . . well, last time things got ugly.
     Keeping her viral load under control is easy, but keeping her diagnosis under wraps is not so simple. As Simone and Miles start going out for real--shy kisses escalating into much more--she feels an uneasiness that goes beyond butterflies. She knows she has to tell him that she's positive, especially if sex is a possibility, but she's terrified of how he'll react! And then she finds an anonymous note in her locker: I know you have HIV. You have until Thanksgiving to stop hanging out with Miles. Or everyone else will know too.
     Simone's first instinct is to protect her secret at all costs, but as she gains a deeper understanding of the prejudice and fear in her community, she begins to wonder if the only way to rise above is to face the haters head-on. . . .

"Full Disclosure is such a joy to read." --Erika Sanchez, National Book Award finalist for I Am Not Your Perfect Mexican Daughter

"A big-hearted love letter to inclusivity, bravery, and acceptance, Full Disclosure is a wonder of a book." --Kathleen Glasgow, New York Times bestselling author of Girl in Pieces
  • SELECTION | 2021
    American Library Association's YALSA Quick Pick
  • SELECTION | 2020
    YALSA Best Books for Young Adults
A BuzzFeed Best YA Book of the Year

“A promising new voice in young adult literature, Camryn Garrett has penned an unflinchingly honest, eye-opening, heartful story that's sure to keep readers talking.”  –Angie Thomas, #1 New York Times bestselling author of The Hate U Give and On the Come Up

“Romantic, funny, hopeful, and unflinchingly real, with some next-level theater kid geekery to boot. Simone is the kind of brilliant, messy, nerdy teen I love to root for. I’m so glad her story is in the world.” —Becky Albertalli, New York Times bestselling author of Simon vs the Homo Sapiens Agenda

"An absolutely necessary and illuminating read. This will definitely make people question their own morality. And it’s about damn time.” —Tiffany D. Jackson, award-winning author of Monday's Not Coming

Full Disclosure is such a joy to read. A heartfelt coming of age story about navigating the uncertainties and joys of adolescence while also facing the challenges of being Black and HIV positive in contemporary America.” —Erika Sanchez, National Book Award finalist for I Am Not Your Perfect Mexican Daughter

"A big-hearted love letter to inclusivity, bravery, and acceptance, Full Disclosure is a wonder of a book. Camryn Garrett's debut will leave you crying, laughing, and cheering as Simone takes on the world and makes it her own." —Kathleen Glasgow, New York Times bestselling author of Girl in Pieces

"Fearless and affirming, Full Disclosure is a celebration of love, friendship, and being true to yourself." —Marieke Nijkamp, #1 New York Times bestselling author of This Is Where It Ends

"Mind-blowingly powerful, Full Disclosure is an intense, unapologetically sex-positive read that's going to spur many much-needed conversations in libraries, classrooms, and households around the country. A book I wish I'd had growing up." —Sandhya Menon, New York Times bestselling author of When Dimple Met Rishi

“Perhaps the most remarkable thing Garrett achieves … is the compassionate portrayal of people who are usually rendered invisible not only in YA but in life. And she manages to write a hell of a novel while doing it.” —Entertainment Weekly

“Everyone can learn something from this debut novel…. Readers will fall in love.” —School Library Journal, Starred Review 

"Successfully tackles discrimination through the lenses of race, sexuality, and having HIV, but also shows the possibility of living a full life despite it all.… A story about telling your truth, your way.” —Kirkus Reviews 

“Readers will root for sympathetic Simone in this frankly sex-positive debut.” Publishers Weekly

"Give[s] depth to the issue of stigma; the book is also refreshingly sex positive as well as HIV positive." —Bulletin 
CAMRYN GARRETT grew up in New York and began her writing career at thirteen, when she was selected as a TIME for Kids reporter, interviewing celebrities like Warren Buffett and Kristen Bell. Since then, her writing has appeared on MTV and in HuffPost and Rookie magazine, and she was recently selected as one of Teen Vogue’s “21 Under 21: Girls Who Are Changing the World.” When she’s not writing, she studies film at NYU, and she’s a proud advocate for diverse stories and storytellers in any medium. Her first two novels, Full Disclosure and Off the Record, received rave reviews from outlets such as EW, Glamour, and SLJ, which said, in its starred review, “Readers will fall in love.” Friday I'm in Love is her third novel and first rom-com. View titles by Camryn Garrett

What I'm Reading: Camryn Garrett (author of FULL DISCLOSURE)

As much as I’ve tried to convince him otherwise, my father still thinks he needs to accompany me to my first gynecologist appointment. To him, it’s an important rite of passage.
“I’m sure Tía Camila would’ve taken me,” I say, glancing out the car window. It’s bad enough that we’re going to this appointment together, but it’s also uncomfortably close to the hospital where he works, which means we’re going to run into at least three of his patients. “She likes doing this sort of stuff, and we could’ve worked it around her business trips.”
“Well, you’re my daughter,” he says, pulling into a parking spot. “And this is the sort of thing parents live for.”
“Somehow I doubt that.”
Dad has patches of gray sneaking into his black hair, and there’s an indent in the tan skin of his nose where his glasses rest. When he isn’t wearing a lab coat, he dresses in old-man clothes like sweater vests and khakis. I wish his lack of fashion sense were the most embarrassing thing about him, but it isn’t.
Inside, he actually pulls out a clipboard with questions to ask the doctor. I might just die. The waiting room feels too small and smells like cheap air freshener.
He tucks the clipboard by his side, looking down at a questionnaire from the secretary.
“When was your last menstrual cycle?”
Dad.”
“These are normal questions.”
“Just . . .” I take the questionnaire from him. “I’ll figure this stuff out.”
“I ask my patients these sorts of questions all the time, you know. It doesn’t have to be awkward.”
“But I’m your kid. That makes it weirder.”
I fly through the questions, and I’m mostly honest. He’s already filled out the parts that take the most time—my medical background, especially—so I bring the form back up to the lady at the desk. When I return, Dad’s pulled out the clipboard he brought from home, reviewing his questions.
“There’s really no reason for you to be nervous, Simone,” he says, patting my leg. His glasses keep sliding down his nose. If he were my doctor, I wouldn’t be able to take him seriously. “A lot of the women I see are nervous for their first appointments.”
“I’m not a woman.” My legs bounce up and down. “I’m, like, twelve.”
“You’re seventeen. Most girls have their first appointment when they’re fifteen, but it’s more of a formality. You aren’t even—”
“Sexually active. I know. But we both know I’m not having sex.”
A woman with a gigantic pregnant belly glares at me. I don’t know why she seems irritated. She’ll be lucky if her kid ends up anything like me. I’ve made it to seventeen without dying, first of all, which I’m not sure my parents even expected.
“So,” he says. “Why were you so adamant about making this appointment now?”
I bite my lip. Technically, I don’t need to see a gynecologist. I’m not dating anyone. My chances of losing my virginity haven’t magically increased recently. But Dr. Khan, my HIV doctor, recommended that I see a gynecologist if I have questions, and, well, I do.
I can’t exactly tell my dad the other part of the truth—that I want to know more about sex because of a hot guy at school. There’s nothing going on between us, but still. I can hope, can’t I?
“It’s not bad that you wanted to come,” he says, tugging me out of my thoughts. “I just want to know what struck your interest.”
“Um. I’m just—you know,” I say. “Curious and a little nervous. I want to ask questions, like I told you. I feel like I don’t know anything, and Dr. Khan said this would be a good idea.”
“You’ll have the chance to ask questions,” he says. “I promise. I’ve spoken to Dr. Walker tons of times. She’s very good at what she does, and I figured seeing a woman would make you more comfortable.”
“Simone Garcia-Hampton?”
The nurse seems nice enough, and I’m grateful that she doesn’t make any chitchat with my dad right away. I get up, walking stiffly through the door. Dad presses a hand against my back, guiding me behind the nurse.
“It’s been a long time since I’ve seen you, Dr. Garcia,” she says, flashing my father a smile as we enter the examination room. Since she doesn’t say anything to me, I just hop up on the table without a word. “How have things been over at St. Mary’s?”
“Excellent,” Dad says, smiling back. “And how is little Jason?”
I guess I wasn’t spared the chitchat after all. It seems like everyone working in the medical field has seen Dad at the hospital or at a doctor’s appointment—or he has delivered one of their children.
“Getting bigger every day,” she says, flipping through my file. “Okay, Simone. Dr. Walker is going to come in and do a breast exam and check a bunch of other things. We aren’t going to do a vaginal exam today, though.”
I breathe a sigh of relief. “Thank Go—”
“Goodness,” Dad says, giving me a pointed look.
“You’re thanking goodness, aren’t you?” “Yeah,” I say, tucking a short strand of hair behind my ear. Dad is supposed to be a lapsed Catholic, but he’s more religious than he wants to admit. “I was going to say goodness. Gosh, don’t you know me at all?”
The nurse smiles as she does all the normal things, like taking my blood pressure and checking my heartbeat. She asks me about my period and sexual activity, and I try to ignore Dad, standing at my side.
“It’s nice to see such a close relationship between father and daughter,” she says, holding her clipboard to her chest. “My daughter is attached to my hip. I wish I could leave her alone with her father.”
“Well, I don’t have a mom,” I say, shrugging. “So I don’t have much of a choice.”
Dad gives me another one of his glances, but seeing this lady’s face is worth it. It gets all red and blotchy, like she’s just kicked a puppy by mistake, and she backs toward the door with big, slow steps.

About

"An unflinchingly honest, eye-opening, heartful story that's sure to keep readers talking." --Angie Thomas, #1 New York Times bestselling author of The Hate U Give and On the Come Up

"Romantic, funny, hopeful, and unflinchingly real." --Becky Albertalli, New York Times bestselling author of Simon Vs. The Homosapiens Agenda

The uplifting story of an HIV-positive teen, falling in love and learning to live her truth.

Simone Garcia-Hampton is starting over at a new school, and this time things will be different. She's making real friends, making a name for herself as student director of Rent, and making a play for Miles, the guy who makes her melt every time he walks into a room. The last thing she wants is for word to get out that she's HIV-positive, because last time . . . well, last time things got ugly.
     Keeping her viral load under control is easy, but keeping her diagnosis under wraps is not so simple. As Simone and Miles start going out for real--shy kisses escalating into much more--she feels an uneasiness that goes beyond butterflies. She knows she has to tell him that she's positive, especially if sex is a possibility, but she's terrified of how he'll react! And then she finds an anonymous note in her locker: I know you have HIV. You have until Thanksgiving to stop hanging out with Miles. Or everyone else will know too.
     Simone's first instinct is to protect her secret at all costs, but as she gains a deeper understanding of the prejudice and fear in her community, she begins to wonder if the only way to rise above is to face the haters head-on. . . .

"Full Disclosure is such a joy to read." --Erika Sanchez, National Book Award finalist for I Am Not Your Perfect Mexican Daughter

"A big-hearted love letter to inclusivity, bravery, and acceptance, Full Disclosure is a wonder of a book." --Kathleen Glasgow, New York Times bestselling author of Girl in Pieces

Awards

  • SELECTION | 2021
    American Library Association's YALSA Quick Pick
  • SELECTION | 2020
    YALSA Best Books for Young Adults

Praise

A BuzzFeed Best YA Book of the Year

“A promising new voice in young adult literature, Camryn Garrett has penned an unflinchingly honest, eye-opening, heartful story that's sure to keep readers talking.”  –Angie Thomas, #1 New York Times bestselling author of The Hate U Give and On the Come Up

“Romantic, funny, hopeful, and unflinchingly real, with some next-level theater kid geekery to boot. Simone is the kind of brilliant, messy, nerdy teen I love to root for. I’m so glad her story is in the world.” —Becky Albertalli, New York Times bestselling author of Simon vs the Homo Sapiens Agenda

"An absolutely necessary and illuminating read. This will definitely make people question their own morality. And it’s about damn time.” —Tiffany D. Jackson, award-winning author of Monday's Not Coming

Full Disclosure is such a joy to read. A heartfelt coming of age story about navigating the uncertainties and joys of adolescence while also facing the challenges of being Black and HIV positive in contemporary America.” —Erika Sanchez, National Book Award finalist for I Am Not Your Perfect Mexican Daughter

"A big-hearted love letter to inclusivity, bravery, and acceptance, Full Disclosure is a wonder of a book. Camryn Garrett's debut will leave you crying, laughing, and cheering as Simone takes on the world and makes it her own." —Kathleen Glasgow, New York Times bestselling author of Girl in Pieces

"Fearless and affirming, Full Disclosure is a celebration of love, friendship, and being true to yourself." —Marieke Nijkamp, #1 New York Times bestselling author of This Is Where It Ends

"Mind-blowingly powerful, Full Disclosure is an intense, unapologetically sex-positive read that's going to spur many much-needed conversations in libraries, classrooms, and households around the country. A book I wish I'd had growing up." —Sandhya Menon, New York Times bestselling author of When Dimple Met Rishi

“Perhaps the most remarkable thing Garrett achieves … is the compassionate portrayal of people who are usually rendered invisible not only in YA but in life. And she manages to write a hell of a novel while doing it.” —Entertainment Weekly

“Everyone can learn something from this debut novel…. Readers will fall in love.” —School Library Journal, Starred Review 

"Successfully tackles discrimination through the lenses of race, sexuality, and having HIV, but also shows the possibility of living a full life despite it all.… A story about telling your truth, your way.” —Kirkus Reviews 

“Readers will root for sympathetic Simone in this frankly sex-positive debut.” Publishers Weekly

"Give[s] depth to the issue of stigma; the book is also refreshingly sex positive as well as HIV positive." —Bulletin 

Author

CAMRYN GARRETT grew up in New York and began her writing career at thirteen, when she was selected as a TIME for Kids reporter, interviewing celebrities like Warren Buffett and Kristen Bell. Since then, her writing has appeared on MTV and in HuffPost and Rookie magazine, and she was recently selected as one of Teen Vogue’s “21 Under 21: Girls Who Are Changing the World.” When she’s not writing, she studies film at NYU, and she’s a proud advocate for diverse stories and storytellers in any medium. Her first two novels, Full Disclosure and Off the Record, received rave reviews from outlets such as EW, Glamour, and SLJ, which said, in its starred review, “Readers will fall in love.” Friday I'm in Love is her third novel and first rom-com. View titles by Camryn Garrett

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What I'm Reading: Camryn Garrett (author of FULL DISCLOSURE)

Excerpt

As much as I’ve tried to convince him otherwise, my father still thinks he needs to accompany me to my first gynecologist appointment. To him, it’s an important rite of passage.
“I’m sure Tía Camila would’ve taken me,” I say, glancing out the car window. It’s bad enough that we’re going to this appointment together, but it’s also uncomfortably close to the hospital where he works, which means we’re going to run into at least three of his patients. “She likes doing this sort of stuff, and we could’ve worked it around her business trips.”
“Well, you’re my daughter,” he says, pulling into a parking spot. “And this is the sort of thing parents live for.”
“Somehow I doubt that.”
Dad has patches of gray sneaking into his black hair, and there’s an indent in the tan skin of his nose where his glasses rest. When he isn’t wearing a lab coat, he dresses in old-man clothes like sweater vests and khakis. I wish his lack of fashion sense were the most embarrassing thing about him, but it isn’t.
Inside, he actually pulls out a clipboard with questions to ask the doctor. I might just die. The waiting room feels too small and smells like cheap air freshener.
He tucks the clipboard by his side, looking down at a questionnaire from the secretary.
“When was your last menstrual cycle?”
Dad.”
“These are normal questions.”
“Just . . .” I take the questionnaire from him. “I’ll figure this stuff out.”
“I ask my patients these sorts of questions all the time, you know. It doesn’t have to be awkward.”
“But I’m your kid. That makes it weirder.”
I fly through the questions, and I’m mostly honest. He’s already filled out the parts that take the most time—my medical background, especially—so I bring the form back up to the lady at the desk. When I return, Dad’s pulled out the clipboard he brought from home, reviewing his questions.
“There’s really no reason for you to be nervous, Simone,” he says, patting my leg. His glasses keep sliding down his nose. If he were my doctor, I wouldn’t be able to take him seriously. “A lot of the women I see are nervous for their first appointments.”
“I’m not a woman.” My legs bounce up and down. “I’m, like, twelve.”
“You’re seventeen. Most girls have their first appointment when they’re fifteen, but it’s more of a formality. You aren’t even—”
“Sexually active. I know. But we both know I’m not having sex.”
A woman with a gigantic pregnant belly glares at me. I don’t know why she seems irritated. She’ll be lucky if her kid ends up anything like me. I’ve made it to seventeen without dying, first of all, which I’m not sure my parents even expected.
“So,” he says. “Why were you so adamant about making this appointment now?”
I bite my lip. Technically, I don’t need to see a gynecologist. I’m not dating anyone. My chances of losing my virginity haven’t magically increased recently. But Dr. Khan, my HIV doctor, recommended that I see a gynecologist if I have questions, and, well, I do.
I can’t exactly tell my dad the other part of the truth—that I want to know more about sex because of a hot guy at school. There’s nothing going on between us, but still. I can hope, can’t I?
“It’s not bad that you wanted to come,” he says, tugging me out of my thoughts. “I just want to know what struck your interest.”
“Um. I’m just—you know,” I say. “Curious and a little nervous. I want to ask questions, like I told you. I feel like I don’t know anything, and Dr. Khan said this would be a good idea.”
“You’ll have the chance to ask questions,” he says. “I promise. I’ve spoken to Dr. Walker tons of times. She’s very good at what she does, and I figured seeing a woman would make you more comfortable.”
“Simone Garcia-Hampton?”
The nurse seems nice enough, and I’m grateful that she doesn’t make any chitchat with my dad right away. I get up, walking stiffly through the door. Dad presses a hand against my back, guiding me behind the nurse.
“It’s been a long time since I’ve seen you, Dr. Garcia,” she says, flashing my father a smile as we enter the examination room. Since she doesn’t say anything to me, I just hop up on the table without a word. “How have things been over at St. Mary’s?”
“Excellent,” Dad says, smiling back. “And how is little Jason?”
I guess I wasn’t spared the chitchat after all. It seems like everyone working in the medical field has seen Dad at the hospital or at a doctor’s appointment—or he has delivered one of their children.
“Getting bigger every day,” she says, flipping through my file. “Okay, Simone. Dr. Walker is going to come in and do a breast exam and check a bunch of other things. We aren’t going to do a vaginal exam today, though.”
I breathe a sigh of relief. “Thank Go—”
“Goodness,” Dad says, giving me a pointed look.
“You’re thanking goodness, aren’t you?” “Yeah,” I say, tucking a short strand of hair behind my ear. Dad is supposed to be a lapsed Catholic, but he’s more religious than he wants to admit. “I was going to say goodness. Gosh, don’t you know me at all?”
The nurse smiles as she does all the normal things, like taking my blood pressure and checking my heartbeat. She asks me about my period and sexual activity, and I try to ignore Dad, standing at my side.
“It’s nice to see such a close relationship between father and daughter,” she says, holding her clipboard to her chest. “My daughter is attached to my hip. I wish I could leave her alone with her father.”
“Well, I don’t have a mom,” I say, shrugging. “So I don’t have much of a choice.”
Dad gives me another one of his glances, but seeing this lady’s face is worth it. It gets all red and blotchy, like she’s just kicked a puppy by mistake, and she backs toward the door with big, slow steps.