I also taught a couple of writing classes, including an exercise in which we built a character and a story together.
That's always a bit of a highwire act. Once the students came up with a five-year-old named Max who lived in a treehouse and liked to knit clothes for his ferrets. And we made it work!
At the schools, they had made giant versions of two of my book covers, one in pastels and one in oil. They also had the students post tweets in the hallways from the point of view of various characters in The Night She Disappeared.
I even got to see the Scholastic Book Fair display with Girl, Stolen and The Girl Who Was Supposed to Die, next to another Portland author's book - Cat Winter's In the Shadow of Blackbirds.