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March 26, 1955 |
Long Beach, California, United States
|Genre||Young adult/ Adult|
|Years active||1990 - present|
Hopkins began her writing career in 1990. She started with nonfiction books for children, including Air Devils and Orcas: High Seas Supermen.
Hopkins has since written several verse novels exposing teenage struggles such as drug addiction, mental illness,and prostitution, including Crank, Burned, Impulse, Identical, Glass, Tricks, Tilt, and Fallout. Glass is the sequel to Crank, and Fallout, the third and final book in the series, was released on September 14, 2010. Perfect was released on September 13, 2011, and is a companion novel to Impulse. Ellen Hopkins's book, Tilt, was released September 11, 2012, and is a companion from the point of view of the teens mentioned in Triangles. Hopkins felt they needed their own story after the release of Triangles.
Her second adult novel, Collateral, came out in the fall of 2012. In 2013, she released the sequel to her bestselling book Burned titled Smoke. Rumble released August 2014, is about a boy questioning his faith after his brother commits suicide. In 2015 she released Love Lies Beneath, about a woman who falls in love with a sociopath, and Traffick , a sequel to her bestseller Tricks.
Hopkins’ main inspiration comes from her daughter, Cristal. When asked how her daughter feels about Hopkins writing about her life, she stated, “First of all, the books are not only about her life. They are about my life, and the lives of our family members. The truth is… the story inside is universal. Addiction, of one kind or another, touches almost everyone. As I wrote, I understood the importance of the story. When she’s clean, my daughter understands its importance, too.” As of December 2014, Hopkins stated in her online journal that, “My relationship with my daughter, long tenuous, disintegrated completely.”
-  Hopkins, Ellen. (2013) Ellen Hopkins FAQ.
-  Hopkins, Ellen. (2014) ellenhopkins.livejournal.com
(YA) = Young Adult (A) = Adult
- Identical (2008) (YA)
- Collateral (2012) (A)
- Rumble (2014) (YA)
- Love Lies Beneath (July 2015) (A)
- Chameleon (Fall 2016) (YA)
Hopkins was adopted by Albert and Valeria Wagner when they were 72 and 42, respectively. Her first poem was published in the Palm Springs Desert Sun when she was nine. She attended high school in Santa Ynez Valley and went on to study journalism at the University of California, Santa Barbara before dropping out to start a family and a business. She had two children; Jason and Cristal. When her marriage failed, she sold her business and began freelance work. Following her divorce, she had a daughter, Kelly, with a man she considered to be a 'rebound'. He was abusive and kidnapped Kelly, keeping her in secrecy for three years. She was found later by his grandmother. Around 1985, she married John Hopkins, her current husband. They also adopted their daughter Cristal's son, Orion. In 1990, Ellen Hopkins and her family moved to northern Nevada. During this time she decided to write for a living. She started out freelancing newspaper and magazine articles, then moved from there into children’s nonfiction.
Later in life, she found her biological mother, Toni Chandler, who was also a writer and poet. Hopkins believes most of her writing talent originates from her own talent and also from her adoptive mother. She also considers her fifth grade teacher the first person to encourage her to become a professional writer.
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Ellen Hopkins has been writing poetry for as long as she can remember. Although she didn't know her birth mother in her earlier years, Hopkins found out that her birth mother also writes poetry, and has done for her entire life.
This is an excerpt of Hopkins' poem, Dry Spell:
You are like rain, forecasted
to quench a summer‚ thirsting,
thirst grown beyond easy need, to life or death.
I watch the clouds,
approaching windward mountains, slate
bruising black beneath expectation.
The western window
darkens as, laden, the curtain falls,
descends to veil peaks and rifts, draws nearer.
Is it thunder that I hear?
Or is the sudden rumble but the flurry
of hurried birds, on wing against unceasing drought?