I write books for kids, teens and adults. My kids' books include Lily’s Ghosts , nominated for an Edgar Award for Best Juvenile Mystery, The Wall and the Wing (nominated for ALA's Best Books for Young Adults and a New York Public Library's Books for the Teenage), and the sequel to The Wall and the Wing, The Chaos King . I also have an essay in the forthcoming anthology Everything I Learned About Being a Girl I Learned From Judy Blume.
I'm also the author of the teen novels Good Girls and Play Me .
Good Girls was an ALA Quick Pick, a New York Public Library Book for the Teen Age, a fall 2006 Book Sense Pick, one of Reading Rants' Top Ten Books of 2006 and a Cynsational Book of 2006 . It was called "Judy Blume's Forever for savvy and sophisticated 21st century readers..." by Michael Cart, uber-librarian, "Harrowing, honest, poignant, and wickedly funny..." by the amazing Libba Bray, and "...a page turner that tells a powerful truth about girls and about our culture," by Chris Crutcher.
I also wrote the adult book, I'm Not Julia Roberts. Before you ask, I'm Not Julia Roberts is NOT about Julia Roberts. It's a collection of interconnected short stories about blended families, I'm Not Julia Roberts
People magazine called I'm Not Julia Roberts "...mordant, well-observed. Ruby makes hilariously, heart-wrenchingly clear that breaking up is hard to do." Redbook said, "When it comes to emotional baggage, the extended clan in I'm Not Julia Roberts by Laura Ruby needs a full set to carry all their issues. This hilarious story of blended-family tumult will make you see your own brood in an entirely new light." The Miami Herald said, "...manages to be both hilarious and genuinely sad, a cracked but revealing mirror of torment..." —The Miami HeraldAnd the Boston Globe said, "Reading "I'm Not Julia Roberts" is like observing a square dance. The grown-ups do-si-do and change partners in the outer ring, while in the inner ring, moving at cross-purposes, stepchildren plot and scheme, devising torments. Chick lit it may be, but it's not for sissies." —The Boston Globe