<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-779663208438588679</id><updated>2012-01-25T22:31:35.209-05:00</updated><category term='spring reading thing'/><category term='technology'/><category term='historical fiction'/><category term='twentyten'/><category term='alternate format'/><category term='death'/><category term='hi-lo'/><category term='great girl friendship'/><category term='horror'/><category term='middle grade'/><category term='creepy twin magic'/><category term='debut authors challenge'/><category term='realistic fiction'/><category term='dystopian'/><category term='prepare to be shocked'/><category term='sex'/><category term='off the 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term='fall into reading'/><category term='older young adults'/><category term='suicide'/><category term='unsung'/><category term='steampunk'/><category term='philadelphia'/><category term='poetry'/><category term='religion'/><category term='eating disorders'/><category term='in the middle challenge'/><category term='blog news'/><category term='mental illness'/><category term='paranormal'/><category term='series'/><category term='fairytale'/><category term='unrealistic fiction'/><category term='GLBT challenge'/><category term='100+'/><category term='classic'/><category term='memoir'/><category term='48HBC'/><title type='text'>lucy was robbed</title><subtitle type='html'>one of the first "big kid books" i read when i was little was the lion, the witch and the wardrobe. i loved it. except for lucy. she finds narnia, she is the nicest, everyone likes her the best (move forward in time and she goes to narnia the most and always has faith in aslan), and yet she is the 4th ruler. what did high king peter the magnificent do besides being born first?</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lawral.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779663208438588679/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lawral.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779663208438588679/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Lawral the Librarian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16145893398291507839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lsHC4jGGKIM/TDNVfH8V1NI/AAAAAAAAAuI/lkn7lssV5xc/S220/IMAG0039a.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' 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term='horror'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='finding yourself'/><title type='text'>Sisters Red</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TlA8NDgn_Js/Tm9v-2Rr3FI/AAAAAAAABMw/6GHwQ3GFm3U/s1600/sistersred.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TlA8NDgn_Js/Tm9v-2Rr3FI/AAAAAAAABMw/6GHwQ3GFm3U/s1600/sistersred.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;Pearce, Jackson. &lt;i&gt;Sisters Red&lt;/i&gt;. New York: Little, Brown and Company, 2010. Print.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;[Book cover credit: &lt;a href="http://librarything.com/work/8547268" target="new"&gt;librarything.com/work/8547268&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Booktalk:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"&lt;i&gt;Versteck euch!&lt;/i&gt;" Oma March whispered hoarsely, pointing urgently toward her bedroom in the back of the cottage. &lt;i&gt;Hide. Hide&lt;/i&gt; now.&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;i&gt;Schatzi&lt;/i&gt;, my treasures, I won't let him have you!" Oma March murmured under her breath, like a prayer. She dashed for the telephone and began dialing.&lt;br /&gt;"Charlie? Charlie, one is here. Outside," Oma March whispered frantically to Pa Reynolds, the woodsman who lived down the road. "Oh god, Charlie, hurry," she pleaded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;p.4-5&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;But Pa Reynolds didn't make it in time, changing the lives of Oma March's granddaughters, Rose and Scarlett, forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Review:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone was raving about &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Sisters-Red-Jackson-Pearce/dp/0316068675?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;tag=lucywasrobbed-20&amp;amp;link_code=btl&amp;amp;camp=213689&amp;amp;creative=392969" target="_blank"&gt;Sisters Red&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt; when it came out last year, and I, ever the cynic, figured no book could live up to that much hype. So I skipped it. Even though it's a fairytale retelling of sorts. Even though it's a fairytale retelling of Little Red Riding Hood. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I'm dumb. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily, I'm willing to admit my mistakes, so when I overheard someone in the bookstore telling her friend how much she loved this book, I snuck up and grabbed a copy for myself. By "myself" I mean "my library,"* but &lt;i&gt;Sisters Red&lt;/i&gt; is a book I would gladly spend my own cash monies on. I loved it, and my gushing while reading has already prompted a holds list, which is pretty unusual for a YA novel in my academic library. Here are just a few of the things I was gushing about:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Scarlett is so tough. She's deadly with a hatchet and harshly truthful and fiercely loyal and secretly proud of while being secretly self-hating because of her many battle scars. She feels overwhelmingly obligated to do the work that she does, and she's good at it. She's generally kick-ass.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Rose is so conflicted. She wants Scarlett to trust her to hunt alone, but she also wants Scarlett to need and protect her. She wants to remain half of a pair, but she also wants to break away into a different life. She's got wicked aim with throwing knives, and she holds Scarlett together when no one else can. She's generally kick-ass.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Silas is quite literally the boy next door. As such, he's managed to win the crushes of both Scarlett and Rose over the years. But he is first and foremost Scarlett's partner; they are a team and they act like one. He also manages to be first and foremost Rose's support. He pushes Scarlett to trust Rose on the hunt, and he pushes Rose to break away from hunting and live her own life. And he does all of this without being two-faced or playing one sister against the other. He totally gets that no matter how much Rose might swoon over him or how much Scarlett depends on him, he will never be able to compete with the relationship Scarlett and Rose have with each other. So he doesn't try.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The twist that Pearce puts on werewolf mythology is great. They're still totally evil people-eaters (unlike some other werewolves you may be familiar with), but they're not the werewolves of B-rated horror films (or Harry Potter) either. How she weaves the girl in the red riding hood into this mythology made me giddy. She's created a werewolf that is, a lot of the time, victim to his own senses and sensations. In showing how Scarlett and Rose manipulate these monsters, she completely immerses the readers in a rich fantasy: the one that Scarlett and Rose (with help from Silas) nightly create.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;None of this compares to the twist Pearce has put on the ending of her own story. I thought I had it figured out about halfway through the book, then I lost it, then I figured it out again, but by then things were so complicated that I didn't know how Scarlett, Rose, and Silas were going to pull it off.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously guys, I loved this book. The opening hook worked like a charm, and by the end, I was reading with my heart in my throat. I was so invested in these characters. Pearce's second book, &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Sweetly-Jackson-Pearce/dp/0316068659?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;tag=lucywasrobbed-20&amp;amp;link_code=btl&amp;amp;camp=213689&amp;amp;creative=392969" target="_blank"&gt;Sweetly&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;, came out last month. I will not be skipping it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Book source: bought it for and then checked it out from work!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;* And, of course, i couldn't just get one book... They'll never let me out with the library credit card again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Links to Amazon.com may be  affiliate links for the Amazon Associates program. If you buy something through this link, I  may receive a referral fee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/779663208438588679-4069841946215769779?l=lawral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lawral.blogspot.com/feeds/4069841946215769779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=779663208438588679&amp;postID=4069841946215769779' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779663208438588679/posts/default/4069841946215769779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779663208438588679/posts/default/4069841946215769779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lawral.blogspot.com/2011/10/sisters-red.html' title='Sisters Red'/><author><name>Lawral the Librarian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16145893398291507839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lsHC4jGGKIM/TDNVfH8V1NI/AAAAAAAAAuI/lkn7lssV5xc/S220/IMAG0039a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TlA8NDgn_Js/Tm9v-2Rr3FI/AAAAAAAABMw/6GHwQ3GFm3U/s72-c/sistersred.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-779663208438588679.post-1810582345057720210</id><published>2011-10-11T09:31:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-11T09:31:00.288-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lgbtq'/><title type='text'>National Coming Out Day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-v7fX34cCwGU/TotDZYEZN2I/AAAAAAAABNM/bCZOI67DalM/s1600/ncod.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-v7fX34cCwGU/TotDZYEZN2I/AAAAAAAABNM/bCZOI67DalM/s640/ncod.jpg" width="425" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="ccIcn ccIcnSmall"&gt;&lt;a href="http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by/2.0/"&gt;&lt;img alt="Attribution" border="0" src="http://l.yimg.com/g/images/cc_icon_attribution_small.gif" title="Attribution" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;a href="http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by/2.0/" title="Attribution License"&gt;Some rights reserved&lt;/a&gt; by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/horiavarlan/"&gt;Horia Varlan&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;Happy National Coming Out Day Everyone! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love NCOD, partly because of the traditions that surrounded it at Bryn Mawr. Every year, the Rainbow Alliance would get together (along with a bunch of honorary members who would show up just for NCOD) and put bat triangles*, triangles of construction paper with writing on them, all around campus. These triangles would have all sorts of things on them from "Being a lesbian doubles your wardrobe" to "Did you ever have to come out as straight?" Walking around campus on the morning of October 11 was always an eye-opening experience as we read the thoughts and feelings of our fellow classmates. Hopefully, one day we won't need a special day when it's "okay" to come out, but I also hope that we never stop listening to each others thoughts and feelings about the coming out process.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dcQDbT8EZKQ/TouWrN2FZBI/AAAAAAAABNQ/0RLROxzDo-c/s1600/battriangle.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="252" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dcQDbT8EZKQ/TouWrN2FZBI/AAAAAAAABNQ/0RLROxzDo-c/s400/battriangle.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;*Lots of things at Bryn Mawr are prefaced by "bat," bat triangles and bat robes (otherwise known as graduation regalia) being the most common.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Links to Amazon.com may be  affiliate links for the Amazon Associates program. If you buy something through this link, I  may receive a referral fee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/779663208438588679-1810582345057720210?l=lawral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lawral.blogspot.com/feeds/1810582345057720210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=779663208438588679&amp;postID=1810582345057720210' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779663208438588679/posts/default/1810582345057720210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779663208438588679/posts/default/1810582345057720210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lawral.blogspot.com/2011/10/national-coming-out-day.html' title='National Coming Out Day!'/><author><name>Lawral the Librarian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16145893398291507839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lsHC4jGGKIM/TDNVfH8V1NI/AAAAAAAAAuI/lkn7lssV5xc/S220/IMAG0039a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-v7fX34cCwGU/TotDZYEZN2I/AAAAAAAABNM/bCZOI67DalM/s72-c/ncod.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-779663208438588679.post-9024621157065250594</id><published>2011-10-04T11:31:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-04T12:54:26.669-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='POC challenge'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='multicultural'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='POC'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fantasy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bullying'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='middle grade'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='100+'/><title type='text'>Darwen Arkwright</title><content type='html'>Tween Tuesday was started over at &lt;a href="http://www.greenbeanteenqueen.com/" target="new"&gt;Green Bean Teen Queen&lt;/a&gt; as away to highlight awesome books for the 9-12 yr olds or Tweens. This week's book is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-t-fWgCwgnzw/TopXJiYBGKI/AAAAAAAABNI/-KKeQC2Q6YI/s1600/darwen.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-t-fWgCwgnzw/TopXJiYBGKI/AAAAAAAABNI/-KKeQC2Q6YI/s200/darwen.jpg" width="132" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hartley, A.J. &lt;i&gt;Darwen Arkwright and the Peregrine Pact&lt;/i&gt;. New York: Razorbill - Penguin Group (USA) Inc., 2011. Print.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;[Book cover credit: &lt;a href="http://librarything.com/work/11243909" target="new"&gt;librarything.com/work/11243909&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Booktalk:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Darwen stood up and turned. Behind him the forest continued, but -- suspended in midair, exactly at the height he had hung it on the back of the door -- was the empty mirror frame, and through it he could see the shelves and coat hangers in his bedroom closet. For a moment, all the strangeness fell away and a single word came to mind.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; "Cool," he said into the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;p.45-46*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;When Darwen gets to Atlanta he's far from home with no friends, a business-minded aunt, and the specter of a &lt;s&gt;stuffy&lt;/s&gt; prestigious private school looming over his head. A magical world only he can see on the other side of his closet mirror is just what he needs. Until things start going wrong there too. Darwen just &lt;i&gt;has&lt;/i&gt; to save that other world, even it it means he also has to make some friends in Atlanta he can trust with his secret.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Review:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darwen immediately falls in love with the world through his mirror (as did I). It's lush and quiet and exciting, and he almost immediately makes a new friend. In short, it's nothing like Atlanta, where the weather's hot but the tea is only lukewarm, which is nothing like the small town near Manchester that Darwen used to call home. As things start to go badly in Silbrica (mirror world) and Darwen and his new friends become more involved in finding a solution, the more we find out about Darwen's past and how he ended up in Georgia. He is so very sad and doesn't want to let anyone in. I thought that his issues were just going to be left unresolved once the action in Silbrica got going, but I was happily surprised to see that Silbrica and the "real world" were much more connected than I could have imagined in that and other respects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darwen briefly mentions that he has one Black parent and one white, something that, in the past, made him feel like he never belonged in either group. This is not, however, an issue for him at his new school in Atlanta (his newness and lack of familiarity with American football provide more than enough fodder for the bullies). In this prestigious school for which tuition must be paid in advance, class is a much bigger divider than race. In this respect, Darwen should be good -- his aunt &lt;i&gt;is&lt;/i&gt; a successful businesswoman, after all -- but his blue-collar Manchester accent (as opposed to a posh one from London) gets in his way. On the other hand, Darwen's friend Alexandra is avoided by everyone because she is just so annoying (so so annoying), and yet approved of by Darwen's aunt (who also finds her exhausting) because of Alexandra's mother's success and refinement. His friend Rich, who is super smart, kind, and polite, is looked down upon by classmates and Darwen's aunt alike because of his family's "white trash" farming background. All three of them feel their outsider status acutely, which is part of why they end up becoming friends even though they have little in common.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of these real life concerns pale, both in Darwen's mind and in the reading, in comparison to Mr. Peregrine and his mirror shop of gateways to Silbrica. Though the beauty and the magic of the place does not last long for Darwen, he sees enough of it to know that the world on the other side of the mirror is special, that it is a place worth saving, and that he is a part of it. The more horrible the situation gets there and the more horrible the creatures Darwen et. al. encounter, the stronger his determination to save it (and the stronger the intensity of the story) becomes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a really fun, adventurous read. Though it is a bit  darker, I think it fits well with other  secret-world-in-the-wardrobe-type books, and it will be a good book for  readers ready to graduate from those books but not yet ready for the  content in older YA fantasies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll leave you with one last quote to seal the deal:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; "... Well, this is excellent."&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; "Excellent?" Darwen repeated. "I almost got killed!"&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; "&lt;i&gt;Almost&lt;/i&gt;   is such a wonderful word, don't you think?" said the shopkeeper with a   wink. "So full of wiggle room and loopholes, so  not-absolutely-anything.  Almost killed means still very much alive,  which, I'm sure you  will agree, makes all the difference. So, the only  remaining question  is, when are you going back?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;p.145-6*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/1595144099/ref=as_li_ss_tl?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;tag=lucywasrobbed-20&amp;amp;linkCode=as2&amp;amp;camp=217145&amp;amp;creative=399373&amp;amp;creativeASIN=1595144099" target="new"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Darwen Arkwright and the Peregrine Pact&lt;/i&gt; comes out next week!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Book source: ARC provided by the publisher through the LibraryThing Early Reviewers program.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;*Quotes and page numbers are from an uncorrected proof and may not match the published copy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Links to Amazon.com may be  affiliate links for the Amazon Associates program. If you buy something through this link, I  may receive a referral fee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/779663208438588679-9024621157065250594?l=lawral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lawral.blogspot.com/feeds/9024621157065250594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=779663208438588679&amp;postID=9024621157065250594' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779663208438588679/posts/default/9024621157065250594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779663208438588679/posts/default/9024621157065250594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lawral.blogspot.com/2011/10/darwen-arkwright.html' title='Darwen Arkwright'/><author><name>Lawral the Librarian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16145893398291507839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lsHC4jGGKIM/TDNVfH8V1NI/AAAAAAAAAuI/lkn7lssV5xc/S220/IMAG0039a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-t-fWgCwgnzw/TopXJiYBGKI/AAAAAAAABNI/-KKeQC2Q6YI/s72-c/darwen.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-779663208438588679.post-2044384232702135803</id><published>2011-09-27T08:57:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-27T11:18:20.571-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hi-lo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dystopian'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='POC challenge'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='POC'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bromance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='100+'/><title type='text'>All Good Children</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Yc7asB907aU/Tn4pT6vZtyI/AAAAAAAABNA/ZKFEczN7s6k/s1600/agc.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Yc7asB907aU/Tn4pT6vZtyI/AAAAAAAABNA/ZKFEczN7s6k/s1600/agc.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;Austen, Catherine. &lt;i&gt;All Good Children&lt;/i&gt;. Custer, Wash.: Orca Book Publishers, 2011. Print.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;[Book cover credit: &lt;a href="http://catherineausten.com/books_agc.html" target="new"&gt;http://catherineausten.com/books_agc.html&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Booktalk:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;We've gone too far treating children like they're precious when actually there are billions of them in the world and most of them are good for nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;p.97*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Yikes, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a future not far from our own, Max is struggling to maintain his independence while everyone under the age of 18 is turning into some kind of zombie. The scary, do-what-you're-told kind, not the fun, brain-eating kind. They're being changed in the hope is that this program, called NESTing, will make sure that no child is "good for nothing." They will all be good doing what they're told.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Review:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;All Good Children&lt;/i&gt; is a great book. The world that Austen has created really is a whole lot like ours could be in, oh, 50 years (or less). The majority of the population is desperately poor and living in cars they cannot afford to fuel. The (what we now call) middle class minority works in some capacity with the booming elder care industry. Everyone has an RIG that connects them constantly to entertainment, work, communication, whatever (ie, it's what iPad aspires to be). A chemical spill has created a whole region's worth of people born with physical deformities...that compete on a reality TV show. The cities are dangerous places, and everyone has moved to gated communities (actual communities rather than housing developments) for their own safety. That they've given up a whole host of civil liberties in exchange for that safety bothers almost none of them. They even give up the right to know what vaccinations are being administered in their children's schools and why their children suddenly have no discernible personalities. It's cool though, because they're just so darn well-behaved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Max is not well-behaved. He never has been, and if he has anything to do with it, he never will be. He, along with his best friend Dallas, struggle to maintain their own thoughts and personalities while pretending to be perfectly "good children." Their struggle was awful, but their friendship was great. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fact that Max's mom is Black and his father was white is not a constant issue, but it is an important one. In their own community, it is a non-issue (or it's supposed to be), but outside is another story. Without the visual aid of their father, Max's mom is always eyed with suspicion while traveling with Max and his sister Ally. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a really plot-driven book, which makes it hard to review; I don't want to give too much away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though it is published by Orca, it is not technically a hi-lo (high interest, low reading level). It's appropriate in both areas of measurement for the 12 and up set. It is, however, about a couple high school seniors and could be used as reading material for the same. I think it will be great for reluctant readers and dystopian lovers alike. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/1554698243/ref=as_li_ss_tl?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;tag=lucywasrobbed-20&amp;amp;linkCode=as2&amp;amp;camp=217145&amp;amp;creative=399373&amp;amp;creativeASIN=1554698243" target="new"&gt;&lt;i&gt;All Good Children &lt;/i&gt;comes out in in hardback in October!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Book source: ARC provided by the publisher through the LibraryThing Early Reviewers program.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;*Quotes and page numbers are from an uncorrected proof and may not match the published copy.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Links to Amazon.com may be affiliate links for the Amazon Associates program. If you buy something through this link, I may receive a referral fee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/779663208438588679-2044384232702135803?l=lawral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lawral.blogspot.com/feeds/2044384232702135803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=779663208438588679&amp;postID=2044384232702135803' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779663208438588679/posts/default/2044384232702135803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779663208438588679/posts/default/2044384232702135803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lawral.blogspot.com/2011/09/all-good-children.html' title='All Good Children'/><author><name>Lawral the Librarian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16145893398291507839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lsHC4jGGKIM/TDNVfH8V1NI/AAAAAAAAAuI/lkn7lssV5xc/S220/IMAG0039a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Yc7asB907aU/Tn4pT6vZtyI/AAAAAAAABNA/ZKFEczN7s6k/s72-c/agc.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-779663208438588679.post-8435712428117764202</id><published>2011-09-07T09:53:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-07T12:14:39.301-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='romance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='great girl friendship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='paranormal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='100+'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='finding yourself'/><title type='text'>Texas Gothic</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-k7ETmJAxroU/TmeYHgZKdSI/AAAAAAAABMo/1n_hozIqAEI/s1600/texasgothic.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-k7ETmJAxroU/TmeYHgZKdSI/AAAAAAAABMo/1n_hozIqAEI/s1600/texasgothic.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;Clement-Moore, Rosemary. &lt;i&gt;Texas Gothic&lt;/i&gt;. New York: Delacorte Press - Random House Children's Books, 2011. Print.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;[Book cover credit: &lt;a href="http://librarything.com/work/10612398" target="new"&gt;librarything.com/work/10612398&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Booktalk:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Amy agreed to ranch-sit for her aunt, she envisioned a quiet, normal summer relaxing and feeding the goats. Unfortunately, her sister Phin, along with all of Phin's half-magic half-physics experiments, are also spending the summer at Aunt Hyacinth's ranch. And the goats climb trees. Amy has been balancing her normal self and her white magic family her whole life, so she's not going to let Phin and some misbehaved goats ruin her summer. The ghost that's taken a liking to her from the next ranch over, on the other hand...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Review:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are two things that Clement-Moore does fantabulously: community and swoony guys. The ranch town in which Amy and Phin are spending their summer is great. It's not the setting, really, that's great; it's the people in it. They make this small town believable. There's the crazy grandad, the close-minded town folk, the local pothead, the nerdy college students, the local "royal" family, and the brooding son of those royals. We don't get to know all of these characters well; this is not a crowded book. And yet, these are not stock characters. Altogether, they are the town. They give the town a feel and a history. They make it a place. The town bar and the community picnics are just where they hang out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then there's the guy. Le sigh. Now, I'll be the first to admit that I have a weakness for rugged folk who wear cowboy hats unironically. But even if that's not your thing, this guy is sooo great. Ben McCulloch, literally the guy next door, is so swoony and angsty and responsible and gentlemanly. I fell for him, and hard, long before Amy figured out why Ben made her feel both frustrated and fluttery at the same time. Mark, one of those nerdy college students, isn't so bad either. His sweet and awkward flirting with Phin is so cute! The best part about both of them, though, is that they are both completely devoid of cheese. There is no heavy-handed romance talk or gazing into one another's eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the guys and the cast of characters are what made &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Texas-Gothic-Rosemary-Clement-Moore/dp/0385736932?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;tag=lucywasrobbed-20&amp;amp;link_code=btl&amp;amp;camp=213689&amp;amp;creative=392969" target="_blank"&gt;Texas Gothic&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt; great for me. Amy and Phin's relationship, the complicated ghost story, the small town rumors and legends, and the ranching drama were all added perks for me. These aspects of the story were just as strong as the ones I loved, and they might be what makes this a great book for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Book source: Philly Free Library&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Links to Amazon.com may be  affiliate links for the Amazon Associates program. If you buy something through this link, I  may receive a referral fee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/779663208438588679-8435712428117764202?l=lawral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lawral.blogspot.com/feeds/8435712428117764202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=779663208438588679&amp;postID=8435712428117764202' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779663208438588679/posts/default/8435712428117764202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779663208438588679/posts/default/8435712428117764202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lawral.blogspot.com/2011/09/texas-gothic.html' title='Texas Gothic'/><author><name>Lawral the Librarian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16145893398291507839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lsHC4jGGKIM/TDNVfH8V1NI/AAAAAAAAAuI/lkn7lssV5xc/S220/IMAG0039a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-k7ETmJAxroU/TmeYHgZKdSI/AAAAAAAABMo/1n_hozIqAEI/s72-c/texasgothic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-779663208438588679.post-7916091742368104672</id><published>2011-08-24T11:52:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-24T11:52:54.172-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='debut authors challenge'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dystopian'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='100+'/><title type='text'>Dark Parties</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Dq0Oc7Swdfw/TlUdzb9W6MI/AAAAAAAABMc/9uKPnD6QC5g/s1600/dark+parties.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Dq0Oc7Swdfw/TlUdzb9W6MI/AAAAAAAABMc/9uKPnD6QC5g/s1600/dark+parties.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;Grant, Sara. &lt;i&gt;Dark Parties&lt;/i&gt;. New York: Little, Brown and Company, 2011. Print.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Book cover credit: &lt;a href="http://librarything.com/work/10602949" target="new"&gt;librarything.com/work/10602949&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Booktalk:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neva looks a lot like her best friend Sanna who bears a striking similarity to Neva's boyfriend Ethan who has a passing resemblence to Sanna's boyfriend Braydon who you can tell is related to just about everyone else in Homeland. When everything is shared, including the gene pool, life can be suffocating. But in the dark, no on looks the same and the possibilities are almost endless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Review:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Dark-Parties-Sara-Grant/dp/0316085944?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;tag=lucywasrobbed-20&amp;amp;link_code=btl&amp;amp;camp=213689&amp;amp;creative=392969" target="_blank"&gt;Dark Parties&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt; is my favorite kind of dystopian novel. The society therein is totally recognizable, and life seems almost completely normal. Only the over-abundance of hand-me-downs and the community-wide family resemblance mark Homeland as different than real life. Until ... DUN Dun dun ... Neva figures out why her life is the way it is and decides to do something about it. This set-up almost never disappoints me, and &lt;i&gt;Dark Parties&lt;/i&gt; was no exception. I really liked this book! But as nothing in Neva's world or ours is ever perfect, I had a few issues with this book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first is that part of the mystery of what's really going on hinges on Neva not knowing what IVF stands for. If you don't know what IVF stands for, ignore this concern and skip to my next one. It's only mentioned briefly, but in the context of the story, it gave a lot away (Spoiler?: &lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;society desperate for healthy babies + teenage girls being taken by the government = In Vitro Fertilization fueled baby factory, obvs&lt;/span&gt;). That said, I doubt this will be an issue for the majority of teens reading this book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My second issue is with Neva's relationship with Braydon. Let me rephrase: Neva's romantic relationship with her best friend's boyfriend. Kissing your best friend's boyfriend in a pitch black room where you can't see anyone could be an honest mistake. Every make-out session behind your best friend's back after that, however, is Not Okay.* Neva and Braydon's affair lasted for jsut about the entire book, and though Neva felt guilty about the inevitability of Sanna's broken heart, she continued to be the one doing the breaking. It made me not like her a bit, and apparently I am one of those people who has a hard time in an unlikable main character.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These two issues aside, &lt;i&gt;Dark Parties&lt;/i&gt; really was a great book. It has a great dystopian setting that still has a few secrets left to reveal. I hope Grant chooses to let us explore them! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Book source: ARC provided by the publisher&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;*Is there a girl version of "bros before hos"? There should be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Links to Amazon.com may be  affiliate links for the Amazon Associates program. If you buy something through this link, I  may receive a referral fee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/779663208438588679-7916091742368104672?l=lawral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lawral.blogspot.com/feeds/7916091742368104672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=779663208438588679&amp;postID=7916091742368104672' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779663208438588679/posts/default/7916091742368104672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779663208438588679/posts/default/7916091742368104672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lawral.blogspot.com/2011/08/dark-parties.html' title='Dark Parties'/><author><name>Lawral the Librarian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16145893398291507839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lsHC4jGGKIM/TDNVfH8V1NI/AAAAAAAAAuI/lkn7lssV5xc/S220/IMAG0039a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Dq0Oc7Swdfw/TlUdzb9W6MI/AAAAAAAABMc/9uKPnD6QC5g/s72-c/dark+parties.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-779663208438588679.post-5973772469867751995</id><published>2011-08-17T11:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-17T11:11:18.178-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog news'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><title type='text'>Comfort Reading</title><content type='html'>My apologies for the radio silence, folks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want this to be the place where I spill all my troubles, so I won't go into it, but things have been, for lack of a better word, difficult lately. I just haven't been able to make myself sit down and write any reviews. I've been doing what any good raised-by-baptists girl would do. I've been making comfort food. Nothing like mac'n cheese or mashed potatoes or &lt;a href="http://cmolieri.blogspot.com/2011/08/mini-chocolate-nanner-muffins.html"&gt;mini chocolate nanner muffins&lt;/a&gt; to make bad times better. This baptist upbringing has also instilled in me the need to provide a comfort casserole or lasagna to anyone remotely in crisis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My kitchen's been busy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I've also been reading. In recent weeks, I've read some great books (&lt;i&gt;Dark Parties&lt;/i&gt;, &lt;i&gt;Rotters&lt;/i&gt;, &lt;i&gt;Texas Gothic&lt;/i&gt;), and I'm going to try to make myself sit down and talk about them with you all soon. What's really been taking up my time, though, is the Song of Ice and Fire series (many thanks to &lt;a href="http://thelostentwife.net/tag/a-song-of-ice-and-fire/"&gt;The Lost Entwife&lt;/a&gt; whose non-spoilery reviews pushed me over the edge into Must Read Now). I've not been able to put them down. Part of this is because these books are great and end with just enough left unresolved that I've just HAD to rush into the next 1000+ page installment. The bigger part, I think, is that books like &lt;i&gt;A Game of Thrones&lt;/i&gt; et al. are my reading comfort food. The fantasy part is, unsurprisingly, just the kind of thing to make me feel better, but the combination of fantasy with a medieval or feudal setting just does something for me. I blame the books leftover from my father's Arthurian fantasy phase that littered my childhood. I have one more Ice and Fire book in my possession, and there is another that I can buy after that. But I don't feel the &lt;i&gt;need&lt;/i&gt; to read them anymore. I just want to. Which means they worked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be back to my normal book-reviewing self soon, I hope, but in the meantime, what's your favorite comfort reading?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Links to Amazon.com may be  affiliate links for the Amazon Associates program. If you buy something through this link, I  may receive a referral fee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/779663208438588679-5973772469867751995?l=lawral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lawral.blogspot.com/feeds/5973772469867751995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=779663208438588679&amp;postID=5973772469867751995' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779663208438588679/posts/default/5973772469867751995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779663208438588679/posts/default/5973772469867751995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lawral.blogspot.com/2011/08/comfort-reading.html' title='Comfort Reading'/><author><name>Lawral the Librarian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16145893398291507839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lsHC4jGGKIM/TDNVfH8V1NI/AAAAAAAAAuI/lkn7lssV5xc/S220/IMAG0039a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-779663208438588679.post-7936317940239299428</id><published>2011-07-27T09:15:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-27T09:52:35.072-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='romance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='realistic fiction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='GLBT challenge'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bromance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lgbtq'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='100+'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='local library challenge'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='finding yourself'/><title type='text'>Almost Perfect</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-y72vdL_SQuw/TiXYT3rzdqI/AAAAAAAABJM/n6nLee3VM9c/s1600/almostperfect.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-y72vdL_SQuw/TiXYT3rzdqI/AAAAAAAABJM/n6nLee3VM9c/s1600/almostperfect.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;Katcher, Brian. &lt;i&gt;Almost Perfect&lt;/i&gt;. New York: Delacorte Press - Random House Children's Books, 2009. Print.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;[Book cover credit: &lt;a href="http://librarything.com/work/8205913" target="new"&gt;librarything.com/work/8205913&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Awards:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALA Best Books for Young Adults (2010)&lt;br /&gt;ALA Quick Picks for Young Adult Readers (2010)ALA Rainbow List (Fiction, 2010)&lt;br /&gt;ALA Stonewall Book Award (Children's and Young Adult Literature, 2010)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Booktalk:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; She turned to me. "Hi," she said. "I'm Sage Hendricks."&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Sage had a deep but sexy, feminine voice, the kind you hear on ads for 900 numbers. I waited for her to say something else.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; "Dude," whispered Tim, jabbing me with a chocolaty finger. "Your line."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;p.18&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;As soon as she walked through the classroom door, Logan became enamored with Sage. But love is seldom without complications, and Sage's hard-to-get act is hiding a doozy of one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Review:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Almost-Perfect-Brian-Katcher/dp/0385736657?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;tag=lucywasrobbed-20&amp;amp;link_code=btl&amp;amp;camp=213689&amp;amp;creative=392969" target="_blank"&gt;Almost Perfect&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;, how do I love thee? Let me count the ways.&lt;br /&gt;I love thine characters in their complexity and their completeness,&lt;br /&gt;From their talk of motorboating to their genuine concern for each other&lt;br /&gt;They make me think of actual teenagers rather than teen-aged "types."&lt;br /&gt;I love Tammi's fierce love for her sister, masquerading as aloofness:&lt;br /&gt;Most quiet need to protect and hope at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;I love Logan's mother, who has done her best in trying circumstances.&lt;br /&gt;I love Logan's cool and supportive older sister (who tries to help him get laid).&lt;br /&gt;Logan, I love thee. Insecurities and bravery and insecurities again&lt;br /&gt;In situations never expected, and with grace unmatched by peers.&lt;br /&gt;I love every characters' flaws; none is the pinnacle of righteousness or political correctness.&lt;br /&gt;Sage, the object of Logan's affection and mine, shines as brightly as her braces.&lt;br /&gt;She lives in the belief that the world can be better and love worth the risk;&lt;br /&gt;And, if God choose, she is right.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously guys, this is an amazing book, and Brian Katcher is an amazing author.** That might explain why I've been waiting for my turn to read it from the library since it was announced as the winner of the Stonewall in January. It was more than worth the wait. &lt;a href="http://www.google.com/search?q=%22brian+katcher%22+%22almost+perfect%22+site%3Ablogspot.com" target="new"&gt;Everyone has talked about the Big Issue that &lt;i&gt;Almost Perfect&lt;/i&gt; addresses&lt;/a&gt;, but I have yet to see someone talk about how the issues (more than one, even) are in perfect balance with the flirting and the humor and the sexiness and the teenage-guy-ness of the book as a whole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I loved it. You probably will too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Book source: Philly Free Library (but I'm gonna go buy my own asap)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;*&amp;nbsp; To Elizabeth Barrett Browning, I extend my greatest thanks for the &lt;a href="http://www.poets.org/viewmedia.php/prmMID/15384" target="new"&gt;inspiration&lt;/a&gt;. And my apologies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;** And also a practical genius! The standard has been set, folks, any author's note containing lists of websites that offer support to queer or genderqueer or drug addicted or suicidal or [insert thing you don't want your parents to know about here] kids should also contain detailed instructions for how to clear your cache history.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Links to Amazon.com may be  affiliate links for the Amazon Associates program. If you buy something through this link, I  may receive a referral fee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/779663208438588679-7936317940239299428?l=lawral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lawral.blogspot.com/feeds/7936317940239299428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=779663208438588679&amp;postID=7936317940239299428' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779663208438588679/posts/default/7936317940239299428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779663208438588679/posts/default/7936317940239299428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lawral.blogspot.com/2011/07/almost-perfect.html' title='Almost Perfect'/><author><name>Lawral the Librarian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16145893398291507839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lsHC4jGGKIM/TDNVfH8V1NI/AAAAAAAAAuI/lkn7lssV5xc/S220/IMAG0039a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-y72vdL_SQuw/TiXYT3rzdqI/AAAAAAAABJM/n6nLee3VM9c/s72-c/almostperfect.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-779663208438588679.post-889771273925017729</id><published>2011-07-20T14:42:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-20T14:57:43.709-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='alternate format'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='100+'/><title type='text'>The Lost Art of Reading</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-i6J-FhIaMfE/TiTVSond_sI/AAAAAAAABJI/R5toAAIsh1s/s1600/lostart.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-i6J-FhIaMfE/TiTVSond_sI/AAAAAAAABJI/R5toAAIsh1s/s1600/lostart.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ulin, David L. &lt;i&gt;The Lost Art of Reading: Why Books Matter in a Distracted Time&lt;/i&gt;. Seattle: Sasquatch Books, 2010. Print.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;[Book cover credit: &lt;a href="http://librarything.com/work/10530802" target="new"&gt;librarything.com/work/10530802&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Booktalk:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Sometime in the last few years -- I don't remember when, exactly -- I noticed I was having trouble sitting down to read. That's a problem if you read, as I do, for a living, but it's an even bigger problem if you read as a way of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;p.9&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"I write entirely to find out what I'm thinking, what I'm looking at, what I see and what it means. What I want and what I fear," Joan Didion notes in her essay "Why I Write," and it's no understatement to suggest that this is what the dynamic between a writer and a reader offers from the other side as well. Or it was, at any rate, until the moment I became aware, in an apartment full of books, that I could no longer find within myself the quiet necessary to read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;p.33&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Review:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Lost-Art-Reading-Matter-Distracted/dp/1570616701?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;tag=lucywasrobbed-20&amp;amp;link_code=btl&amp;amp;camp=213689&amp;amp;creative=392969" target="_blank"&gt;The Lost Art of Reading&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;, which is really a long essay more than a book, chronicles Ulin's realization that he can't find the quiet to read in our plugged in, always on world. With all of the tweets and blogs and google searches and links leading to links leading to more links all with music playing the background, it's an understandable dilemma. &lt;a href="http://articles.cnn.com/2009-07-10/living/o.living.with.less_1_kristina-family-haynie?_s=PM:LIVING" target="new"&gt;It's&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://articles.cnn.com/2006-03-19/us/time.cover.story_1_kids-media-educators?_s=PM:US" target="new"&gt;also&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://am.blogs.cnn.com/2009/08/14/just-sayin-are-we-too-wired/" target="new"&gt;not&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://singularityhub.com/2010/08/26/are-we-too-plugged-in-distracted-vs-enhanced-minds/" target="new"&gt;that&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.time.com/time/magazine/article/0,9171,1174696,00.html" target="new"&gt;original&lt;/a&gt;. What makes Ulin's account different is the way he draws a parallel between his own inability to concentrate enough to just read and his son's inability to do the same because of classroom mandated annotations. Granted, this is not the main focus of the book, though his son's &lt;i&gt;Great Gatsby&lt;/i&gt; assignment is what starts Ulin evaluating his own reading problems. Still, it is what really hit home for me. Two of the five articles I've linked to above are about over-"wired" kids who are so plugged into technology that they can't focus. Everything is an exercise in multitasking. When we finally sit these kids down in front of a great book like &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Great-Gatsby-F-Scott-Fitzgerald/dp/B00136YCIG?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;tag=lucywasrobbed-20&amp;amp;link_code=btl&amp;amp;camp=213689&amp;amp;creative=392969" target="_blank"&gt;The Great Gatsby&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;, why do we make them stop reading on a regular basis? I know, I know, it's so we can force them to analyze all of the similes and metaphors and tone and allusions. And so the kids can prove that they did the reading assignment. But really, why don't we let them just read?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I loved this little book. It's full of readerly quotes from plenty of authors. I made a conscious effort to sit and read it in a day (it's roughly 100 pages), just to prove that I could maintain the concentration that Ulin could not. I know; I'm petty. I had no trouble turning off the TV, not checking status updates or email. I wrote down book titles I wanted to look up later on my due date card. And really, it wasn't that hard. Now, I'll be the first to admit that I do most of my reading on the train to and from work when I don't have an internet connection. At home I generally watch TV and at work, when I'm not actually working, I'm still on the computer. It was nice to know that I still have it in me to sit and read an entire book in a day. It's been a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since reading this book, I have noticed that whenever I sit down at the computer to write (and review) I have all of Ulin's multitask-y symptoms. I check my email, check facebook, read articles, read all of your blogs, all with a blogger window or word document untouched in my taskbar. I'll write a sentence, read an article, format the picture for a blog post, check my email. I can't sustain the concentration to write in the way that I did in school or even the way that I do when I read (I don't know how you authors do it!). Ulin says his need to unplug when reading is part of the reason he hasn't switched to an ereader. If he could surf the web in the same device that he uses to read a book, he'd be doomed! Sometimes I feel that way about writing and reviewing. When I was an undergrad, I almost always wrote papers, or at least the backbone of papers, longhand before sitting down at a computer to type them out. I used to do that for my reviews as well, back when I was posting 2-3 a week. Instead now, I have a backlog of books to review that'll last me at least the rest of the month, and I still only manage to post one a week. If only I knew now what I knew then. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, maybe I'll try to unplug a bit more often and get back to writing while Ulin unplugs and gets back to reading. How about you? Is the information superhighway impeding on your intellectual pursuits?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Book source: checked it out from work&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Links to Amazon.com may be  affiliate links for the Amazon Associates program. If you buy something through this link, I  may receive a referral fee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/779663208438588679-889771273925017729?l=lawral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lawral.blogspot.com/feeds/889771273925017729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=779663208438588679&amp;postID=889771273925017729' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779663208438588679/posts/default/889771273925017729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779663208438588679/posts/default/889771273925017729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lawral.blogspot.com/2011/07/lost-art-of-reading.html' title='The Lost Art of Reading'/><author><name>Lawral the Librarian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16145893398291507839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lsHC4jGGKIM/TDNVfH8V1NI/AAAAAAAAAuI/lkn7lssV5xc/S220/IMAG0039a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-i6J-FhIaMfE/TiTVSond_sI/AAAAAAAABJI/R5toAAIsh1s/s72-c/lostart.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-779663208438588679.post-765025079199713788</id><published>2011-07-13T09:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-13T09:16:00.909-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='death'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='historical fiction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='100+'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='local library challenge'/><title type='text'>Threads and Flames</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XRs-W2Zg0yc/ThuOyVyQ5AI/AAAAAAAABII/3kowjpu1myU/s1600/threadsandflames.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XRs-W2Zg0yc/ThuOyVyQ5AI/AAAAAAAABII/3kowjpu1myU/s1600/threadsandflames.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;Friesner, Esther. &lt;i&gt;Threads and Flames&lt;/i&gt;. New York: Viking, 2010. Print.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;[Book cover credit: &lt;a href="http://librarything.com/work/9688825" target="new"&gt;librarything.com/work/9688825&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Booktalk:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before Raisa even takes her first steps in NYC, she has managed to acquire a younger "sister," and she's managed to lose the older sister with whom she was supposed to live. Through the kindness of strangers, serendipity, and not a little bit of trial and error, she manages to get a great job that allows her to both support Brina, her younger sister, and look for Henda, her older sister. She's lucky; the Triangle Shirtwaist Factory is one of the best places a girl can work in 1911.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Review:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the best thing about &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Threads-Flames-Esther-Friesner/dp/0670012459?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;tag=lucywasrobbed-20&amp;amp;link_code=btl&amp;amp;camp=213689&amp;amp;creative=392969" target="_blank"&gt;Threads and Flames&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt; is that Friesner provides oodles of information and context without ever making me feel that I'm reading a book about the plight of immigrants or factory girls and how the injustices they faced lead to the tragedy of the Triangle fire.* I was simply reading an engaging story about Raisa's new life in America, complete with a little bit of mystery, a little bit of (the cutest without being the least bit saccharine) romance, and a whole lot of my-gumption-is-both-my-greatest-flaw-and-my-greatest-strength. And yet I finished the book knowing a lot about how the ill-treatment of immigrants in general and factory girls in particular created the perfect storm of awfulness that caused so many deaths in the fire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While the book is undoubtedly about the Triangle fire, Raisa doesn't even start working at the Triangle Shirtwaist Factory until at least halfway through the book, maybe more. Usually, this delay of the "point" of the story would &lt;a href="http://lawral.blogspot.com/2009/11/heretics-daughter.html"&gt;drive me batty&lt;/a&gt;, but in this instance, I didn't mind the wait. Raisa is such a fun character; she's so headstrong and determined to do what is right for her sisters, both Henda and Brina. It never occurs to her that she shouldn't take responsibility for Brina, even though she can barely take care of herself. I was rooting for her before she even got to Ellis Island. Raisa's little romance with Gavrel is also handled beautifully. When you're reading about Raisa who is on her own and working more than full time to make enough money to cover room and board for two people, it's easy to forget how young she is. Her relationship with Gavrel, however, with all of Raisa's do I or don't I feelings, constantly reminded me that she's just in her early teens. Their romance had all the little flutters of any middle grade romance, but with the added seriousness of two people, no matter how young, who work full time and both immediately start working even more when they "get serious." That's why they're both in the factory on the Saturday when it catches fire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fire itself is gruesome. The rush for the elevators after finding all the doors locked, the description of girls jumping from the windows rather than dying the flames, the display of unclaimed bodies that Raisa must search for Gavrel afterwards. The broken families who either found bodies to claim or were left with nothing. It's all so harsh. We see it all through Raisa who is still so determined to do what's right, who finds another job right away, and who becomes the strength and stability that Brina and Gavrel's family need in the fire's aftermath. Watching her continue on was possibly just as, if not more, heartbreaking as the fire itself. Slightly spoilery (highlight away): &lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;When the ending was happier than I would have expected, it did not feel like a cop-out on Friesner's part. I was just happy Raisa got a little bit of what she deserved.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was recently a request on the yalsa-bk list-serv for fiction books that teach the reader something. I wish I had finished reading this book in time to suggest it! &lt;i&gt;Threads and Flames&lt;/i&gt; is so informative, but it's still great fiction too. I highly recommend it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Book source: Philly Free Library&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;* This book reminded me very much of Annette Laing's books in that way. I kept wanting to re-read &lt;a href="http://lawral.blogspot.com/2010/09/different-day-different-destiny-for.html"&gt;&lt;i&gt;A Different Day&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt; to see how Raisa's factory experience differed (or in a lot of ways didn't) from Hannah's experience 50 years earlier and across the pond.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Links to Amazon.com may be  affiliate links for the Amazon Associates program. If you buy something through this link, I  may receive a referral fee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/779663208438588679-765025079199713788?l=lawral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lawral.blogspot.com/feeds/765025079199713788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=779663208438588679&amp;postID=765025079199713788' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779663208438588679/posts/default/765025079199713788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779663208438588679/posts/default/765025079199713788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lawral.blogspot.com/2011/07/threads-and-flames.html' title='Threads and Flames'/><author><name>Lawral the Librarian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16145893398291507839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lsHC4jGGKIM/TDNVfH8V1NI/AAAAAAAAAuI/lkn7lssV5xc/S220/IMAG0039a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XRs-W2Zg0yc/ThuOyVyQ5AI/AAAAAAAABII/3kowjpu1myU/s72-c/threadsandflames.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-779663208438588679.post-4217325844734067283</id><published>2011-07-05T09:29:00.011-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-05T09:29:00.709-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='creepy twin magic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='great girl friendship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fantasy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PKs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='paranormal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='100+'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='local library challenge'/><title type='text'>Chime</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XQTSRf4TnFg/TftlGD4qNdI/AAAAAAAABGY/IJ2EA-g-9qo/s1600/chime.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XQTSRf4TnFg/TftlGD4qNdI/AAAAAAAABGY/IJ2EA-g-9qo/s1600/chime.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Billingsley, Franny. &lt;i&gt;Chime&lt;/i&gt;. New York: Dial Books - Penguin Books (USA) Inc., 2011. Print.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;[Book cover credit: &lt;a href="http://librarything.com/work/10284513" target="new"&gt;librarything.com/work/10284513&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Booktalk:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;I've confessed to everything and I'd like to be hanged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, if you please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;p.1&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Briony's life consists of two main pursuits. She's spent her whole life trying to hide the fact that she's a witch. Better to keep her neck out of the noose. And since her stepmother died -- correction, since Briony killed her stepmother -- she's been taking care of her twin sister Rose. But lately Briony's been a bit conflicted. When Rose gets the swamp cough, a disease that is slowly killing off the town's children, Briony has a choice: she can let Rose die or she can deliver a message on behalf of the creatures of the swamp in return for Rose's health, revealing her witchy self in the process.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not as though she really has a choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Review:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Chime-Franny-Billingsley/dp/0803735529?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;tag=lucywasrobbed-20&amp;amp;link_code=btl&amp;amp;camp=213689&amp;amp;creative=392969" target="_blank"&gt;Chime&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt; is an interesting twist on the current paranormal fare. It's set in an unspecified past when England is in a kind of transitional phase. The Old Ones are still around, but they're being pushed back into disappearing wild places, such as the swamp that is being drained behind Briony's home. Her little town with its busy pub across from the gallows and Briony, the beautiful daughter of the town preacher who's being pursued by a handsome but dumb local guy, were comfortably recognizable. The addition of Eldric, the handsome AND charming son of a family friend, made me think I knew what I was in for. In a good way. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I was wrong. I had no idea what a treat I was in for when I met Briony. She's smart and sarcastic and employs just the right kind of self-depreciating-but-everyone-else-is-annoying-too humor. For example:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Cecil teased me to reveal my worldly knowledge, and I found amusing ways to sidestep his questions, and on we went with this for quite a while until it occurred to me that this is what is called flirting.&lt;br /&gt;It's a tedious exercise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;p.177&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Underneath her slick veneer, Briony has some real self-hate. She is both a witch and a preacher's kid, after all. Her self-loathing competes pretty heavily with her self-preservation instinct as Briony tries to figure out how to appease the Old Ones in her swamp to save Rose (who not only has done nothing wrong but whose problems Briony also places on her own shoulders) and save her own neck at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As if a great and fun yet complex main character/narrator weren't enough, there's Eldric who really is very charming and sweet and a worthy book crush. His interactions with Briony, especially their "fraternity," were really cute and fun, though their relationship was not without some very serious complications. Issues with Briony and Rose's father added real emotional depth to the story in ways that an emotionally and physically absent father is usually not able. And, of course, there's Rose. I prefer that you read about and fall in love with her for yourself. In short, &lt;i&gt;Chime&lt;/i&gt; is just one good thing after another; I highly recommend it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Book source: Philly Free Library&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Links to Amazon.com may be  affiliate links for the Amazon Associates program. If you buy something through this link, I  may receive a referral fee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/779663208438588679-4217325844734067283?l=lawral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lawral.blogspot.com/feeds/4217325844734067283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=779663208438588679&amp;postID=4217325844734067283' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779663208438588679/posts/default/4217325844734067283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779663208438588679/posts/default/4217325844734067283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lawral.blogspot.com/2011/07/chime.html' title='Chime'/><author><name>Lawral the Librarian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16145893398291507839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lsHC4jGGKIM/TDNVfH8V1NI/AAAAAAAAAuI/lkn7lssV5xc/S220/IMAG0039a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XQTSRf4TnFg/TftlGD4qNdI/AAAAAAAABGY/IJ2EA-g-9qo/s72-c/chime.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-779663208438588679.post-4567578797695109220</id><published>2011-06-29T11:33:00.022-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-29T14:28:44.789-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='debut authors challenge'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='classic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='death'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='paranormal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='100+'/><title type='text'>Falling for Hamlet</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UkD3YDfCNbk/Tftl8fuJwiI/AAAAAAAABGc/loDod8DD85o/s1600/fallingforhamlet.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UkD3YDfCNbk/Tftl8fuJwiI/AAAAAAAABGc/loDod8DD85o/s1600/fallingforhamlet.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ray, Michelle. &lt;i&gt;Falling for Hamlet.&lt;/i&gt; New York: Poppy - Hatchette Book Group, 2011. Print.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;[Book cover credit: &lt;a href="http://librarything.com/work/10848571" target="new"&gt;librarything.com/work/10848571&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Booktalk:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not too long ago in modern-day Denmark, there was a prince. He was handsome and smart and, of course, very charming. His girlfriend, a beautiful media darling, was the daughter of a palace adviser, and together they tried to live normal happy lives while their faces smiled out from grocery store magazine racks. Then the unthinkable happened. The king, the prince's father, died. And our sweet prince lost it, falling into grief and paranoia, and leaving his beautiful girlfriend to fend for herself among the wolves, both inside the palace and out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Review:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me start by saying that you should not judge this book by its cover. Or by its opening lines:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"Frailty, thy name is woman." - William Shakespeare&lt;br /&gt;"Willy, thy name is sexism." - Ophelia&lt;/blockquote&gt;Don't get me wrong, both have very much to do with the story (other than Hamlet's hair color on the cover), but they really make this look like a much lighter, funnier, beach read kind of book than it really is. I mean, really, how would one make an adaption of &lt;i&gt;Hamlet&lt;/i&gt; light? Instead, this book is everything it should be; it's brooding and dark and, at times, intense. It's also narrated by a strong Ophelia who is understandably worried (and sometimes so tired/drunk she's a bit loopy - how else could one explain the flower scene) about her boyfriend's apparent loss of sanity but who also does her best to be supportive and helpful to those around her, especially her aforementioned boyfriend and her widower father, all while trying to keep her own life together in the midst of circumstances no high school senior should have to deal with. She is so at odds with both the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ophelia_%28painting%29" target="new"&gt;classic&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Reviving-Ophelia-Saving-Selves-Adolescent/dp/1594481881?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;tag=lucywasrobbed-20&amp;amp;link_code=btl&amp;amp;camp=213689&amp;amp;creative=392969" target="_blank"&gt;modern&lt;/a&gt; versions of how we usually see the character of Ophelia. I loved it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The story stays pretty true to the original, with one major difference that is given away on the jacket flap: Ophelia survives. The motivations behind people's actions, however, are different. The "truth," what Ophelia is telling us the readers, is book-ended by Ophelia's tell-all appearance on fake-Danish-Oprah in the beginning of each chapter and her interrogation by the Danish police at the end. These three concurrent tellings of the same story, illustrate the fabrication of what we take for "fact" from the media and the reach of a government cover-up more explicitly than that paparazzi pic on the cover ever could. On faux-prah, Ophelia is sweet, in love, heart-broken, and kind of ditzy. She's the almost princess. While being interrogated, she is bitingly sarcastic, angry, and fiercely loyal to Horatio and Marcellus, the only other people to survive the bloodbath that is this story. She's accused of being the master-mind of a plot to overthrow the Danish monarchy. In between, she's just a girl doing her best to do what's right for herself and those she loves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really and truly, I loved this book. It sucked me into the story and kept me on the edge of my seat even though I knew, more or less, what was going to happen. The characters were well-rounded and &lt;i&gt;real&lt;/i&gt; in ways that Shakespeare characters usually are not. I cried when the king died. Have you ever cared about Hamlet's dad enough to even care that he's dead? I haven't. And Hamlet himself made a bit more sense, not a lot, but a bit. Giving him a happy background with Ophelia, at least in flashbacks, made their whole relationship much more believable which made it all the more crushing when he becomes cruel. Michelle Ray has managed to take a story that I already knew well and liked, and she made it into something new and original that I love. I can't wait to see what she comes up with next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Falling-Hamlet-Michelle-Ray/dp/0316101621?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;tag=lucywasrobbed-20&amp;amp;link_code=btl&amp;amp;camp=213689&amp;amp;creative=392969" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Falling for Hamlet&lt;/i&gt; comes out July 5th!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Book source: ARC provided by the publisher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Links to Amazon.com may be affiliate links for the Amazon Associates program. If you buy something through this link, I may receive a referral fee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/779663208438588679-4567578797695109220?l=lawral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lawral.blogspot.com/feeds/4567578797695109220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=779663208438588679&amp;postID=4567578797695109220' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779663208438588679/posts/default/4567578797695109220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779663208438588679/posts/default/4567578797695109220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lawral.blogspot.com/2011/06/falling-for-hamlet.html' title='Falling for Hamlet'/><author><name>Lawral the Librarian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16145893398291507839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lsHC4jGGKIM/TDNVfH8V1NI/AAAAAAAAAuI/lkn7lssV5xc/S220/IMAG0039a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UkD3YDfCNbk/Tftl8fuJwiI/AAAAAAAABGc/loDod8DD85o/s72-c/fallingforhamlet.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-779663208438588679.post-1618227585858093000</id><published>2011-06-21T09:55:00.048-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-21T20:31:47.290-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='debut authors challenge'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='romance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='death'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='paranormal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='100+'/><title type='text'>Dead Rules</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6r69OvKmZYs/Tftisk0FasI/AAAAAAAABGQ/-xCm_V0TVG0/s1600/deadrules.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6r69OvKmZYs/Tftisk0FasI/AAAAAAAABGQ/-xCm_V0TVG0/s1600/deadrules.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Russell, Randy. &lt;i&gt;Dead Rules.&lt;/i&gt; New York: HarperTeen - HarperCollins Publishers, 2011. Print.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;[Book cover credit: &lt;a href="http://librarything.com/work/10226008" target="new"&gt;librarything.com/work/10226008&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Booktalk:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;It was the first time Jana had thought the words &lt;i&gt;Dead School&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;But that was it. She was dead. And she was in school. They should put the name over the door so you didn't have to guess when you first got here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;p.34&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Worse than that, she's alone. Surrounded by other dead teens, sure, but she might as well be stranded alone in the desert without Michael. She's sure he feels the same way. And since she can't go back to him, he must already being trying to figure out a way to join her. And if he's not, well, she'll help him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Review:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This book was pitched to me as a cross between &lt;i&gt;Romeo and Juliet&lt;/i&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/media/rm45717248/tt0097493" target="new"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Heathers&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. That was certainly enough for me, and I'm guessing it's going to be enough for a lot of you as well. If it's not, or if you're unfamiliar with the genius that is &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/media/rm1678347776/tt0097493" target="new"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Heathers&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (or you're talking to a group of teens who've yet to see it), don't worry. &lt;i&gt;Dead Rules&lt;/i&gt; is great, and familiarity with &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/media/rm3427245312/tt0097493" target="new"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Heathers&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt; is certainly not necessary in order to understand this book. Some would say it is necessary for life in general, but I would never try to force my subversive loves on all of you (though the links above lead to some pretty great/convincing pics from the movie). ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jana is absolutely heartbroken to be away from Michael in the afterlife. She is one of &lt;i&gt;those girls&lt;/i&gt; who does not exist outside of her relationship. She even introduces herself as Jana, of Webster and Haynes (as in Jana Webster and Michael Haynes). I have to admit that I kind of hate those girls. In the beginning of this book, Jana was no exception. Luckily she pairs up with Mars Dreamcote (yes, it conveniently rhymes with dreamboat) pretty quickly. I don't know that I would have been able to stick it out through a whole book of her otherwise, and that would have been a shame. This book is more than just Jana and her longing for Michael. It's also about Jana's adjustment to the afterlife, Mars's lack of adjustment, Arva, Beatrice, Christie, Wyatt(!), the grays, and the virgins. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The social hierarchy of Dead School, like that of any high school, is complicated to outsiders, and I liked watching Jana figure out how to navigate and then ignore it. The sliders vs. risers was something that I wished was explained a little bit more, but it's clear that Jana (and we) find out everything that the students know about why most people end up in one of these two groups. Any more information would have made this a completely different book as it would have required more sleuthing and less Michael's-death planning. Getting all her information from other students definitely enhanced the story. As Jana gets to know her roommates, Mars's slider buddies, and other folks around campus, she also gets to hear their death stories, and I LOVED reading everyone's death stories. They very nicely ranged from the ridiculous to the very, very serious/tragic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, &lt;i&gt;Dead Rules&lt;/i&gt; is a fun read! It's less romance-y than your average paranormal romance. In fact, it kind of pokes holes in the idea of blind devotion and teenage lurv that lasts for all eternity. That and the dark humor made it a great fit for me, and I think other readers who roll their eyes at flowery proclamations and super-serious &lt;i&gt;feeelins&lt;/i&gt; will love it too (as will the average &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Heathers-20th-High-School-Reunion/dp/B00180OU4S?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;tag=lucywasrobbed-20&amp;amp;link_code=btl&amp;amp;camp=213689&amp;amp;creative=392969" target="_blank"&gt;Heathers&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="1" src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=lucywasrobbed-20&amp;amp;l=btl&amp;amp;camp=213689&amp;amp;creative=392969&amp;amp;o=1&amp;amp;a=B00180OU4S" style="border: none !important; margin: 0px !important; padding: 0px !important;" width="1" /&gt;&lt;/i&gt; fan). Those looking for the story of a love that continues beyond the grave may not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Dead-Rules-Randy-Russell/dp/0061986704?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;tag=lucywasrobbed-20&amp;amp;link_code=btl&amp;amp;camp=213689&amp;amp;creative=392969" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Dead Rules&lt;/i&gt; comes out today and is now available for purchase!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Book source: ARC provided by the publisher. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Links to Amazon.com may be  affiliate links for the Amazon Associates program. If you buy something through this link, I  may receive a referral fee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/779663208438588679-1618227585858093000?l=lawral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lawral.blogspot.com/feeds/1618227585858093000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=779663208438588679&amp;postID=1618227585858093000' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779663208438588679/posts/default/1618227585858093000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779663208438588679/posts/default/1618227585858093000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lawral.blogspot.com/2011/06/dead-rules.html' title='Dead Rules'/><author><name>Lawral the Librarian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16145893398291507839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lsHC4jGGKIM/TDNVfH8V1NI/AAAAAAAAAuI/lkn7lssV5xc/S220/IMAG0039a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6r69OvKmZYs/Tftisk0FasI/AAAAAAAABGQ/-xCm_V0TVG0/s72-c/deadrules.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-779663208438588679.post-2478658383727555080</id><published>2011-06-14T16:42:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-14T16:42:14.144-04:00</updated><title type='text'>In which I do not fall off the face of the earth</title><content type='html'>but instead I get really busy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So June's turning out to be a ridiculously busy month for me. I thought I could keep up and you all would be none the wiser. But let's be honest, I'm not that on top of things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First there was the girlfriend's brother's wedding, which was lovely if not a little overly warm. There was also a party bus involved and I got to show off my mad dress bustling skills (on I-95 no less).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the girlfriend's other brother graduated from high school, which was also fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there was Linds' ordination, which was beautiful. It's also probably the only time in my life that I'll ever get to sign a legal document stating that someone has upstanding moral character.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we bought iPads at work (I know, life is hard sometimes), and as the emerging technologies librarian I've been running around like a crazy person to make them usable on our network, with office documents, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm writing to you all from the back row of a conference session in Lancaster (wave to the Amish!) on my almost totally functional iPad! It doesn't let me use the compose function in blogger, though, so I can't do anything too fancy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm giving myself until next week to recover, and then I'll be back with a review of &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Dead-Rules-Randy-Russell/dp/0061986704/"&gt;Dead Rules&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;, which is pretty great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy June, folks. Who said summer was supposed to be relaxing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Links to Amazon.com may be  affiliate links for the Amazon Associates program. If you buy something through this link, I  may receive a referral fee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/779663208438588679-2478658383727555080?l=lawral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lawral.blogspot.com/feeds/2478658383727555080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=779663208438588679&amp;postID=2478658383727555080' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779663208438588679/posts/default/2478658383727555080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779663208438588679/posts/default/2478658383727555080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lawral.blogspot.com/2011/06/in-which-i-do-not-fall-off-face-of.html' title='In which I do not fall off the face of the earth'/><author><name>Lawral the Librarian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16145893398291507839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lsHC4jGGKIM/TDNVfH8V1NI/AAAAAAAAAuI/lkn7lssV5xc/S220/IMAG0039a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-779663208438588679.post-4116430583139932352</id><published>2011-06-06T10:29:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-06T11:06:34.321-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='older young adults'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mystery'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='death'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adult fiction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='100+'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='teen pregnancy'/><title type='text'>The Twisted Thread</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bend6yVlAvQ/TeznAU6iBeI/AAAAAAAABFk/pqBLkz6999g/s1600/twistedthread.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bend6yVlAvQ/TeznAU6iBeI/AAAAAAAABFk/pqBLkz6999g/s200/twistedthread.jpg" width="129" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;Bacon, Charlotte. &lt;i&gt;The Twisted Thread&lt;/i&gt;. New York: Voice - Hyperion, 2011. Print.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;[Book cover credit: &lt;a href="http://www.goodreads.com/book/show/9519064-the-twisted-thread" target="new"&gt;goodreads.com/book/show/9519064-the-twisted-thread&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Booktalk:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Madeline returns from her moning jog, she can tell something's wrong from across the green. Not only are her students awake at what they consider the unholy hour of 7am, but they're all on the lawn with police surrounding the dorm. Claire Harkness is dead. And that's not all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"No, no, that's not possible. Sally, did Claire just have a baby?" Madeline said sharply, still holding the girl but lifting her chin so she could stare into the narrow face. "Where's the baby?" Madeline found that she was almost shaking Sally's bony shoulders. ...&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Sally shook her had and could not speak. "I don't know," she finally whispered. "He's gone..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;p.11*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Review:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;The Twisted Thread &lt;/i&gt;follows English teacher intern Madeline, art teacher Fred, detective Matt, and facilities handyman Jim as they each play their parts trying to unravel how the unthinkable has happened at the prestigious Armitage Academy. They start with Claire's death and the disappearance of her baby and work their way backwards through Claire's actions and motives to figure out what really happened. Following four different narrators was a bit challenging in the beginning, while I was still getting to know all of them. Though the point of view changes, the story never retraces its steps so that we see the same even through different eyes. Usually, I really appreciate that! This time, however, I do have to admit to some flipping back and forth trying to figure out why I was suddenly dumped into the head of someone I'd just met. Fred and Matt both interact with Madeline a lot, so the changing point of view, sometimes in the same scene (but different chapters!), seemed unneccesarily confusing in a few places, especially without the help of backing up the action a little bit so that the reader can get their bearings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of all our narrators, Madeline is the star of the show. She struggles with a lot of guilt because she didn't notice anything wrong (or preggers) with Claire, her student and resident in her dorm. She is also struggling to figure out what to do with her life. It is the emotional ringer of riding out the aftermath of Claire's death with the remaining students on campus that finally allows/makes her kind of grow up and make Real Life Decisions. The absence of any teen narrators in this high school boarding school book makes the adult hand-wringing a little more pronounced. It's not something  that bothered me at all. It never veered into preachy or overly  dramatic; it was all very believable. Still, I think it'll be a turn-off  to some teen readers who may construe it as just more "kids these days"  criticism. So while there is nothing in this book that would make me  hesitate giving it to a high schooler to read, it's definitely not the  book for a reader of primarily young adult literature who is looking for  a good boarding school mystery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That said, it is dead high school senior Claire, or at least her presence/memory, that brings depth to the stories in ways that I can't share without spoiling it for you. Just trust me when I say that the mystery goes far beyond how beautiful, intelligent, priviedged, and ultimately more complicated than anyone dared guess Claire Harkness died.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Twisted-Thread-Charlotte-Bacon/dp/1401341500?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;tag=lucywasrobbed-20&amp;amp;link_code=btl&amp;amp;camp=213689&amp;amp;creative=392969" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;i&gt;The Twisted Thread&lt;/i&gt; will be out and available for purchase June 14th!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Book source: ARC provided by the publisher through the LibraryThing Early Reviewers program.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;*Quotes and page numbers are from an uncorrected proof and may not match the published copy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Links to Amazon.com may be  affiliate links for the Amazon Associates program. If you buy something through this link, I  may receive a referral fee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/779663208438588679-4116430583139932352?l=lawral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lawral.blogspot.com/feeds/4116430583139932352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=779663208438588679&amp;postID=4116430583139932352' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779663208438588679/posts/default/4116430583139932352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779663208438588679/posts/default/4116430583139932352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lawral.blogspot.com/2011/06/twisted-thread.html' title='The Twisted Thread'/><author><name>Lawral the Librarian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16145893398291507839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lsHC4jGGKIM/TDNVfH8V1NI/AAAAAAAAAuI/lkn7lssV5xc/S220/IMAG0039a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bend6yVlAvQ/TeznAU6iBeI/AAAAAAAABFk/pqBLkz6999g/s72-c/twistedthread.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-779663208438588679.post-8799399638809826989</id><published>2011-06-03T15:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-03T15:12:44.196-04:00</updated><title type='text'>48 Hour Book Challenge!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZOaGAnsSAgU/TekxP2J0vWI/AAAAAAAABFc/u9TTrCgNS0A/s1600/48hbc_new.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZOaGAnsSAgU/TekxP2J0vWI/AAAAAAAABFc/u9TTrCgNS0A/s1600/48hbc_new.png" t8="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's here! I can't believe that I didn't remember this morning. That really doesn't bode well for my weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of which, I pretty much know that I won't be able to cram in 12 hours of reading this weekend, especially since my morning commute happens too early to count (depressing in so many ways). Also, I have a (wonderful!) houseguest all weekend and a family wedding to go to tomorrow. But I'll be reading with you all in spirit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you haven't signed up yet, &lt;a href="http://www.motherreader.com/2011/06/sixth-annual-48-hour-book-challenge_03.html"&gt;you should&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Links to Amazon.com may be affiliate links for the Amazon Associates program. If you buy something through this link, I may receive a referral fee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/779663208438588679-8799399638809826989?l=lawral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lawral.blogspot.com/feeds/8799399638809826989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=779663208438588679&amp;postID=8799399638809826989' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779663208438588679/posts/default/8799399638809826989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779663208438588679/posts/default/8799399638809826989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lawral.blogspot.com/2011/06/48-hour-book-challenge.html' title='48 Hour Book Challenge!'/><author><name>Lawral the Librarian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16145893398291507839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lsHC4jGGKIM/TDNVfH8V1NI/AAAAAAAAAuI/lkn7lssV5xc/S220/IMAG0039a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZOaGAnsSAgU/TekxP2J0vWI/AAAAAAAABFc/u9TTrCgNS0A/s72-c/48hbc_new.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-779663208438588679.post-2747003955850880828</id><published>2011-06-01T10:01:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-01T10:01:07.682-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='creepy twin magic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='death'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='POC challenge'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='POC'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='100+'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='horror'/><title type='text'>The Midnight Palace</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0hi9Kj1E9FI/TeY_INjJXoI/AAAAAAAABFY/HMbMZI69-00/s1600/midnightpalace.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0hi9Kj1E9FI/TeY_INjJXoI/AAAAAAAABFY/HMbMZI69-00/s1600/midnightpalace.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;Zafón, Carlos Ruiz&lt;i&gt;. The Midnight Palace&lt;/i&gt;. Trans. Lucia Graves. New York: Little, Brown and Company, 2011. Print.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;[Book cover credit: &lt;a href="http://librarything.com/work/3595363" target-"new"=""&gt;librarything.com/work/3595363&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Booktalk:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a dark night in 1916, a man ran through the streets of Calcutta in fear for his life. And in fear for the lives of the infant twins he carried. Sixteen years later, Ben meets Sheere, an intense girl exactly his age, and starts seeing ghost trains in the night. Together with a group of Ben's friends, they seek out the source of Ben's visions and their own history, which leads them back to a dark night in 1916...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Review:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are a fan of Carlos Ruiz Zafón's adult novels (which I am, go read &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Shadow-Wind-Carlos-Ruiz-Zaf%C3%B3n/dp/0143034901?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;tag=lucywasrobbed-20&amp;amp;link_code=btl&amp;amp;camp=213689&amp;amp;creative=392969" target="_blank"&gt;Shadow of the Wind&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt; right now!), this may not be the book for you. It lacks some of the magic of his adult work. However, if you are the kind of reader who likes to see the evolution of a writer's work as he hones his skill (guilty again), this is most definitely the book for you. Written before his adult works but translated into English later, &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Midnight-Palace-Carlos-Ruiz-Zafon/dp/0316044733?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;tag=lucywasrobbed-20&amp;amp;link_code=btl&amp;amp;camp=213689&amp;amp;creative=392969" target="_blank"&gt;The Midnight Palace&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt; shows the beginning of CRZ's talent for layering stories, juggling a large cast of characters (though none are very well rounded in this one), and placing the unbelievable in the middle of a believable&amp;nbsp; place and time. Unfortunately, his ability to turn a place into a character in its own right is not on display here, which is a shame because Calcutta would have been a good one. Here, it is incidental rather than integral to the story. If you're not already a fan or CRZ, really, go read &lt;i&gt;Shadow of the Wind&lt;/i&gt;. Also, the rest of this review is for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;The Midnight Palace&lt;/i&gt; is not the kind of book I usually read. It's an action/horror/paranormal-type hybrid that leans toward the scary/creepy end of things, and it is not at all character-driven. No one really grows or changes because of what happens. It has both a prologue (not my fave) and a where-are-they-now epilogue (one of my pet peeves). And yet, I really enjoyed reading it. While I was reading, I was scared and jumpy right along with the rest of Ben's gang. I was concerned for everyone's safety because they were so concerned for each other. I was nodding along with Sheere when she longed to be part of a group like theirs. It looked like fun (until it looked like a house of horrors), and I wish CRZ had let me, the reader, a bit more into the group. I never felt like I got to know any of the characters, Ben and Sheere included. Frankly, almost as soon as I finished reading, they were gone from my mind. What they went through and what they did, though, that stayed with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking back, there were holes and a few things that could have used an explanation, but I didn't notice at the time. I was too caught up in the bowels of a burnt-out train station with the rest of the gang. There was plenty going on to keep my attention. In addition to the ghost train there is a pool of blood that never dries, a grandma who operates strictly on a need-to-know basis and fails to realize that Ben and Sheere Need to Know it all, court records in vast archives, an architect's dream house, and a guy whose hand burst into flame on a disturbingly regular basis. The action is quick, the consequences are severe, and the reasons behind it all are shrouded in mystery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In short this is a quick, fun read. It's certainly not light and fluffy summer reading, but it's the dark and stormy night equivalent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Midnight-Palace-Carlos-Ruiz-Zafon/dp/0316044733?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;tag=lucywasrobbed-20&amp;amp;link_code=btl&amp;amp;camp=213689&amp;amp;creative=392969" target="_blank"&gt;The Midnight Palace is out and available for purchase now!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Book source: ARC provided by the publisher.&lt;br /&gt;Series note: &lt;a href="http://www.goodreads.com/book/show/11107284-the-midnight-palace" target="new"&gt;Goodreads&lt;/a&gt; has this book listed as the second in a series with &lt;i&gt;Prince of the Mist&lt;/i&gt; as the first. However, nothing in the book indicated that this is not a stand-alone novel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Links to Amazon.com may be  affiliate links for the Amazon Associates program. If you buy something through this link, I  may receive a referral fee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/779663208438588679-2747003955850880828?l=lawral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lawral.blogspot.com/feeds/2747003955850880828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=779663208438588679&amp;postID=2747003955850880828' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779663208438588679/posts/default/2747003955850880828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779663208438588679/posts/default/2747003955850880828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lawral.blogspot.com/2011/06/midnight-palace.html' title='The Midnight Palace'/><author><name>Lawral the Librarian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16145893398291507839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lsHC4jGGKIM/TDNVfH8V1NI/AAAAAAAAAuI/lkn7lssV5xc/S220/IMAG0039a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0hi9Kj1E9FI/TeY_INjJXoI/AAAAAAAABFY/HMbMZI69-00/s72-c/midnightpalace.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-779663208438588679.post-1224585932168482607</id><published>2011-05-25T09:58:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-25T16:04:40.190-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='romance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fairytale'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fantasy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='series'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='100+'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='local library challenge'/><title type='text'>Ballad: A Gathering of Faerie</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Iz0-KjAGAkg/Td0KZZO5mTI/AAAAAAAABFA/CypiRvFpMa0/s1600/ballad.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Iz0-KjAGAkg/Td0KZZO5mTI/AAAAAAAABFA/CypiRvFpMa0/s1600/ballad.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;Stiefvater, Maggie. &lt;i&gt;Ballad: A Gathering of Faerie&lt;/i&gt;. Woodbury, Minn.: Flux - Llewellyn Publications, 2009. Print. A Gathering of Faerie 2.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;[Book cover credit: &lt;a href="http://librarything.com/work/8109101"&gt;librarything.com/work/8109101&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This review contains no spoilers for &lt;a href="http://lawral.blogspot.com/2010/02/lament-faerie-queens-deception.html"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Lament&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, and the book really doesn't either. And yet, this isn't quite a stand-alone book. There are a few things, especially in the stressful climax of the action, that will be a bit confusing if you don't at least have a vague idea of the first book. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Booktalk:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;When people said "musician," they never seemed to mean "bagpiper." If I heard the phrase "folk musician" one more time, I was going to hit someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;p.5&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;James and Dee, both fully recovered from their summer shenanigans (at least physically), have been recruited by a prestigious music school, miles away from the faeries they're hoping to leave behind. It should be a wonderfully enjoyable, life-changing experience, right? Except it's not. They're both still reeling from the love-proclamation-that-never-was, and neither of them plays the "right" kind of music for their prestigious school. And the faeries have followed them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'd think two people as experienced in the practical consequences of faerie lore as James and Dee would have known they'd be surrounded by faeries at a school named Thornking Ash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Review:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love James. In fact, I capital "L" Love him. He's funny and snarky and smart and oh-so-flawed. He's also hopelessly stuck in the friend-zone, and the story he tells from way over there is both hilarious and tragic. That's right. This book is all about James. Even the parts of the story that are told from other points of view are all about James. It's great. He deserves it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Ballad-Gathering-Faerie-Maggie-Stiefvater/dp/0738714844?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;tag=lucywasrobbed-20&amp;amp;link_code=btl&amp;amp;camp=213689&amp;amp;creative=392969" target="_blank"&gt;Ballad&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt; contains some serious faerie shizz. There's a wack-job wielding an iron crowbar, mysterious singing accompanied by a guy with horns growing out of his head (possibly king of something ;) ), teachers who wear iron jewelry, and the return of Eleanor, &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Lament-Faerie-Queens-Deception-Gathering/dp/0738713708?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;tag=lucywasrobbed-20&amp;amp;link_code=btl&amp;amp;camp=213689&amp;amp;creative=392969" target="_blank"&gt;Lament&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;'s faerie queen, but what this book is really about is how James finally figures out that girls like him. At the opening of this book, his heart is continuing to break over Dee. Still, he finally allows himself to revel in the attention of another woman (and though it gets steamy in a few places, it's totally an intellectual romance). He also finally gets to have some guy friends, even if his closest buds consist of Paul, his oboe playing roommate, and Sullivan, his English teacher/dorm parent. Even at Thornking Ash and without Dee (who contributes with text messages never sent between chapters), James figures out how to be happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is a Stiefvater book. As you can see, this woman knows how to put words on a page. Her characters are all fully-fleshed people, many of whom I would die to eat Chinese take-out with on a Saturday night. They're funny and smart and a little nerdy. This would be a great book for John Green fans who want to ease into fantasy, or vice-versa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far, there's no word of another book in this series, but I still want to throw this out there: Stiefvater, if you're listening, the world could use more James.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Book source: Philly Free Library&lt;br /&gt;Book 1: &lt;a href="http://lawral.blogspot.com/2010/02/lament-faerie-queens-deception.html"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Lament: The Faerie Queen's Deception&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Links to Amazon.com may be  affiliate links for the Amazon Associates program. If you buy something through this link, I  may receive a referral fee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/779663208438588679-1224585932168482607?l=lawral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lawral.blogspot.com/feeds/1224585932168482607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=779663208438588679&amp;postID=1224585932168482607' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779663208438588679/posts/default/1224585932168482607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779663208438588679/posts/default/1224585932168482607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lawral.blogspot.com/2011/05/ballad-gathering-of-faerie.html' title='Ballad: A Gathering of Faerie'/><author><name>Lawral the Librarian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16145893398291507839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lsHC4jGGKIM/TDNVfH8V1NI/AAAAAAAAAuI/lkn7lssV5xc/S220/IMAG0039a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Iz0-KjAGAkg/Td0KZZO5mTI/AAAAAAAABFA/CypiRvFpMa0/s72-c/ballad.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-779663208438588679.post-9085772042207920988</id><published>2011-05-19T09:09:00.012-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-27T10:13:59.871-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mental illness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='classic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='realistic fiction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bromance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='100+'/><title type='text'>Spinning Out</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Bwg8cKV7K7Y/TdLoN8OqQBI/AAAAAAAABE0/LWezZbdQLFw/s1600/spinningout.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Bwg8cKV7K7Y/TdLoN8OqQBI/AAAAAAAABE0/LWezZbdQLFw/s1600/spinningout.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;Stahler, David. &lt;i&gt;Spinning Out&lt;/i&gt;. San Francisco: Chronicle Books, 2011. Print.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;[Book cover credit: &lt;a href="http://librarything.com/work/10831527" target="new"&gt;librarything.com/work/10831527&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Booktalk:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gilliam High's annual musical is kind of a big deal. The kind that's looked forward to by the whole town. That's why Frenchy thinks Stewart has &lt;i&gt;got&lt;/i&gt; to be joking when he suggests they audition. The audition will be marginally fun, wholly embarrassing, and the biggest jewel in their pranking crown. Or so Frenchy thinks. It turns out, flubbing the audition for laughs is not part of Stewart's plan. That's how Frenchy and Stewart snag the leads in "Man of La Mancha," as Sancho and Don Quixote respectively. For Frenchy, it's all a little surreal. When Stewart starts immersing himself in the role just a little too much, things really start to get weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Review:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frenchy's had a hell of a year, and now he just wants to coast through his senior year. But Stewart wants to get &lt;i&gt;involved&lt;/i&gt; and, as his best friend, Frenchy backs him up. Their relationship, mirrored in the master-servant/leader-follower relationship of Sancho and the Don, is the driving force of this book. And it's a serious and challenging relationship. Still, &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Spinning-Out-David-Stahler/dp/0811877809?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;tag=lucywasrobbed-20&amp;amp;link_code=btl&amp;amp;camp=213689&amp;amp;creative=392969" target="_blank"&gt;Spinning Out&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt; is mostly hilarious. It's not laugh-out-loud funny; it's more subtle than that. If this book were literary fiction instead of YA, it would be called "intelligent humor." The banter between Frenchy and Stewart is always snarky, and when you throw Ralph, their pot dealer/Frenchy's mom's boyfriend, into the mix, it's gets a little out of control. In a good way. That's why, when Stewart starts to act a bit...off, Frenchy doesn't think too much of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stewart falls further and further into the role of Don Quixote; it's great for the play, but hard on Frenchy. It's also hard on his budding relationship with stage manager Kaela (who is awesome-sauce). So he steps away, just a little bit. Finally able to claim a little bit of his own limelight in the role of Sancho, Frenchy separates himself just the tiniest bit from Stewart. They're still best friends (and just like &lt;a href="http://www.listal.com/viewimage/578355" target="new"&gt;Norah&lt;/a&gt;, Frenchy is a Great Friend), they're just no longer practically surgically attached.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During all of this changing and growing and relationship stuff, there is still a show to put on! Long rehearsals, music practices, &lt;s&gt;hot chicks with power tools&lt;/s&gt; building sets, it's all there. Theater geeks and show choir enthusiasts (and fans of books like &lt;a href="http://lawral.blogspot.com/2010/12/my-invented-life.html"&gt;&lt;i&gt;My Invented Life&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;) will love this aspect. All readers will be treated to a meaty story in the meantime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Spinning-Out-David-Stahler/dp/0811877809?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;tag=lucywasrobbed-20&amp;amp;link_code=btl&amp;amp;camp=213689&amp;amp;creative=392969" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Spinning Out&lt;/i&gt; will be available for purchase May 25th! &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Supers, Super Spoiler only for people who want to know the "issue," or what's &lt;i&gt;really&lt;/i&gt; going on, or the ending: &lt;/b&gt;(highlight to read)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;Stewart has undiagnosed schizophrenia. During his descent into the disease, he clings to Don Quixote, convinced that the Don is the real him. The fact that Stewart is obsessed with/plagued by the wind turbines on the edge of town helps push him over the edge. Now, I'm not an expert in mental illness, but I thought the schizophrenia was handled very well. Though the school bullies call Stewart crazy, Frenchy never does. The whole thing is handled with respect. It's also really scary, and Stahler doesn't shy away from that fear, Stewart's or Frenchy's. I also thought that the reactions of the adults in Stewart's life were, sadly, probably pretty realistic. Stahler doesn't shy away from the consequences of those reactions either. Still, at no point did this feel like an "issue book." It was not preachy and there was no info dump. All the necessary information was worked seamlessly into the story. This is a great book for readers interested in mental illness in general and schizophrenia in particular.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Book source: ARC provided by the publisher through the LibraryThing Early Reviewers program.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Links to Amazon.com may be  affiliate links for the Amazon Associates program. If you buy something through this link, I  may receive a referral fee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/779663208438588679-9085772042207920988?l=lawral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lawral.blogspot.com/feeds/9085772042207920988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=779663208438588679&amp;postID=9085772042207920988' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779663208438588679/posts/default/9085772042207920988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779663208438588679/posts/default/9085772042207920988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lawral.blogspot.com/2011/05/spinning-out.html' title='Spinning Out'/><author><name>Lawral the Librarian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16145893398291507839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lsHC4jGGKIM/TDNVfH8V1NI/AAAAAAAAAuI/lkn7lssV5xc/S220/IMAG0039a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Bwg8cKV7K7Y/TdLoN8OqQBI/AAAAAAAABE0/LWezZbdQLFw/s72-c/spinningout.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-779663208438588679.post-8285802773008762479</id><published>2011-05-16T09:21:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-16T09:21:00.148-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sex'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='series'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sci-fi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='100+'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='local library challenge'/><title type='text'>The Boy from Ilysies</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2dAOiDhhv8g/Tb6_HPr4lNI/AAAAAAAABDc/LlStxNilaPA/s1600/ilysies.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2dAOiDhhv8g/Tb6_HPr4lNI/AAAAAAAABDc/LlStxNilaPA/s1600/ilysies.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;North, Pearl. &lt;i&gt;The Boy from Ilysies&lt;/i&gt;. New York: Tor Teen, 2010. Print. Libyrinth 2.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;[Book cover credit: &lt;a href="http://www.librarything.com/work/10545774" target="new"&gt;librarything.com/work/10545774&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both &lt;i&gt;Libyrinth&lt;/i&gt; and &lt;i&gt;The Boy from Ilysies&lt;/i&gt; could be read as stand-alone books, in my opinion. There is nothing mind-blowing in this second book that will ruin the first for you, but if you're planning on reading &lt;i&gt;Libyrinth&lt;/i&gt; (&lt;a href="http://lawral.blogspot.com/2010/04/libyrinth.html"&gt;and I suggest that you do&lt;/a&gt;), you should probably skip this review. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Booktalk:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Culturally, the Libyrinth is a utopia. Libyrarians and Singers, Ilysians and Ayorites all get along and work together. But they're still starving, and there are still growing pains. Po, the only Ilysian male, is feeling the latter acutely. He misses the green, fertile land of his youth, but more than that he misses living in a society where he knows what is expected of him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Review:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess when I read &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Libyrinth-Pearl-North/dp/B003NHRAJ6?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;tag=lucywasrobbed-20&amp;amp;link_code=btl&amp;amp;camp=213689&amp;amp;creative=392969" target="_blank"&gt;Libyrinth&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt; I missed something key about Ilysies. I knew it was a matriarchal society, but I failed to notice that men are greatly outnumbered and treated as second class citizens. Things like that happen, I guess, when you're worrying about the torture of one protag and the budding romance between the other two. It is this second class status that has Po all mixed up in &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Boy-Ilysies-Libyrinth-Pearl-North/dp/0765320975?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;tag=lucywasrobbed-20&amp;amp;link_code=btl&amp;amp;camp=213689&amp;amp;creative=392969" target="_blank"&gt;The Boy from Ilysies&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;. Not only is he having problems thinking of Princess, I mean, &lt;i&gt;Libyrarian &lt;/i&gt;Selene as just one of the girls and no more than anyone else, but he's also having trouble seeing himself as no less than. He's used to serving women like Selene, not working alongside them, and he's used to being emotionally taken care of, in return, by a matriarchal figure. All of this equality has left him feeling very alone and unsupported.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Much of the book is spent on this dilemma. It's interesting and important and turns gender stereotypes on their heads, but it wasn't what I was looking for in a sequel to the action-packed, literature-rich, POC and LGBTQ-featuring &lt;i&gt;Libyrinth&lt;/i&gt;. I wanted more action than intrigue, more of Clauda's brashness and less of Po's confusion, more of the books' wisdom and less erections as feelings, more of the look-how-I've-grown Selene and less of the back-to-the-beginning Selene, more Nod(s), more Haly, and for the love, more Clauda AND Selene. When Po finally left on a quest, along with former Censor Siblea, Selene*, and a few others, I was so happy. I just wish that moment had come &lt;i&gt;before&lt;/i&gt; I was halfway through the book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But that second half of the book was totally worth it for me. The above group sets out for the former Singer headquarters to look for a tool from the legends of every major cultures' folklore that will hopefully make the land around the libyrinth fertile enough to support the community living there. Of course, when they get there, things do not go as planned, but in the course of the search and the fighting, we find out more about the foundations of the Singers' society. Their (former) reasoning behind the fear and demonization of the written word isn't exactly spelled out, but it makes a lot more sense now. Their still present culture of abuse and neglect of women also butts up against Po's sensibilities in a way that makes him take action rather than wallow in confusion and self-pity. The trip is also filled with danger, suspense, a cute but damaged girl for Po, and a cliff-hanger of an ending. I'm re-sucked in to this trilogy (or series?) an eagerly awaiting the as yet untitled Book 3.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Book source: Philly Free Library&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;*without Clauda! Have they really never gotten together? Were they together and have since broken up? Are they together but trying to keep things hush-hush? WHO KNOWS? We get to hear (a tiny bit) about Haly and her boyfriend from the first book. Why no follow-up on Clauda and Selene's relationship, North? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Links to Amazon.com may be  affiliate links for the Amazon Associates program. If you buy something through this link, I  may receive a referral fee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/779663208438588679-8285802773008762479?l=lawral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lawral.blogspot.com/feeds/8285802773008762479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=779663208438588679&amp;postID=8285802773008762479' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779663208438588679/posts/default/8285802773008762479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779663208438588679/posts/default/8285802773008762479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lawral.blogspot.com/2011/05/boy-from-ilysies.html' title='The Boy from Ilysies'/><author><name>Lawral the Librarian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16145893398291507839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lsHC4jGGKIM/TDNVfH8V1NI/AAAAAAAAAuI/lkn7lssV5xc/S220/IMAG0039a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2dAOiDhhv8g/Tb6_HPr4lNI/AAAAAAAABDc/LlStxNilaPA/s72-c/ilysies.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-779663208438588679.post-3185732331536159793</id><published>2011-05-10T08:44:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-10T08:44:00.877-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='in the middle challenge'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fairytale'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fantasy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='series'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='middle grade'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='100+'/><title type='text'>Under the Green Hill - for Tween Tuesday</title><content type='html'>Tween Tuesday was started over at &lt;a href="http://www.greenbeanteenqueen.com/" target="new"&gt;Green Bean Teen Queen&lt;/a&gt; as away to highlight awesome books for the 9-12 yr olds or Tweens. This week's book is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-S_YPp-s3umQ/Tcgb_o6U36I/AAAAAAAABD8/N-zXancWHHM/s1600/underthegreenhill.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-S_YPp-s3umQ/Tcgb_o6U36I/AAAAAAAABD8/N-zXancWHHM/s1600/underthegreenhill.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sullivan, Laura. &lt;i&gt;Under the Green Hill&lt;/i&gt;. New York: Henry Holt and Company, 2010. Print.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;[Book cover credit: &lt;a href="http://librarything.com/work/10043234" target="new"&gt;librarything.com/work/10043234&lt;/a&gt;] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Booktalk:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; "It's like in &lt;i&gt;The Lion, the Witch and the Whachamacallit&lt;/i&gt;," Silly said, opening the door.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; "&lt;i&gt;Wardrobe&lt;/i&gt;," Meg said.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; "Yup, that's it. Look, it's full of furs, too, just like the one in the book. I wonder if there's a passageway to a secret world."&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; "We have enough to do here with the fairies without finding another world full of trouble," Meg said testily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;p.123&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;When a dangerous fever breaks out in the States, the Morgan children: Rowan, Meg, Silly, and James, are sent to England to stay with relatives for the summer. And haughty Finn and allergy-stricken Dickie are going with them. As they head to the Rookery, their great-aunt and -uncle's house, the Morgan children expect to spend a long summer in the company of tiresome elderly people. Finn's more concerned about the lack of electricity and Dickie's worried about all the pollen in those famous English gardens. Needless to say, none of them are excited. But when they get to the Rookery, they find a house of busy people getting ready for a midnight festival and themselves packed off to bed, forbidden to leave the grounds. Nothing is more exiting than that which is forbidden, so the Morgans, Finn, and Dickie sneak out to join the festivities, and what they find will change the course of the summer and possibly their lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Review:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you may have guessed from this blog's title and header, I'm a bit partial to kids in unfamiliar old houses who stumble upon magical worlds. Extra points if that old house is in the English countryside. Extra, extra points if the kids get caught up in an epic war requiring brave heroics. There was never any doubt in my mind that I would love &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Under-Green-Hill-Laura-Sullivan/dp/0805089845?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;tag=lucywasrobbed-20&amp;amp;link_code=btl&amp;amp;camp=213689&amp;amp;creative=392969" target="_blank"&gt;Under the Green Hill&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to be so very grown-up and objective and say that what I found so attractive in this book was its own sense of place in and reverence to the tradition of books about kids in unfamiliar old houses, so on and so forth. Or that I loved the allusions to other fairy/faerie stories that I caught but will probably fly over the heads of young readers. Or that I was excited about a middle grade book featuring a position of power passed down through the maternal line, with almost inconsequential (but loved!) husbands marrying into the family to help produce the all important &lt;i&gt;female&lt;/i&gt; heir and spare. Or even that I was enchanted by Sullivan's use of language. For example:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Dickie could tell it was extraordinary just from the smell. An odor of knowledge permeated the air, ghosts of arcane secrets wafted about by the breeze the children made when they opened the door. Here were books more rare than any first editions. ... The air seemed stale, as though no one had visited that room in decades. But, oddly, though there was dust on all visible surfaces, the library didn't make Dickie sneeze. Books have their own peculiar kind of dustiness, which didn't catch in his nose the same way cat's hair or thistle pollen might.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;p.119&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;I could say all of that, and it would all be true (especially that last one). But what really made me fall in love with &lt;i&gt;Under the Green Hill&lt;/i&gt; was the story, pure and simple. I'm a sucker for a good fantasy adventure, and this one is full of that goodness: a beautiful setting that is recognizable but still full of fantastical elements, betrayal, swamp monsters, life and death stakes, war-training, a wise benefactress who one can only hope will make everything okay, an enemy that isn't so evil that anyone really wants to kill him, a sensible sister who tries to be the voice of reason, and a brother hell-bent on grand acts of heroism. Plus an added bonus (that I'm also a sucker for): a selkie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Finn, Dickie, and even youngest brother James are a bit underdeveloped. That's okay; they each serve their purpose in the story, hindering or helping the rest of the Morgans along. There's also a little ambiguity in the beginning about when this story is set. It feels like it should be set in the past, between World Wars perhaps, what with the incurable fever ravaging America's children and names like Finn, Rowan and Dickie, but Finn despairs about the DVDs and video games he brought with him to England but can't use since the Rookery has no electricity. It's also possible that I projected a former time on a book whose time period should be last week. Regardless, time period ceased to matter once all the children reached the Rookery and the &lt;i&gt;real&lt;/i&gt; story started.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In case you missed it the first two times I said it, I loved this book and I think you all should read it! More professionally, I think other fantasy adventure readers are sure to enjoy it, and it will be an immediate hit with readers looking for something to read once they've run out of Narnia books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Under-Green-Hill-Laura-Sullivan/dp/0805089845?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;tag=lucywasrobbed-20&amp;amp;link_code=btl&amp;amp;camp=213689&amp;amp;creative=392969" target="_blank"&gt;Under the Green Hill&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt; is available now, and its sequel &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Guardian-Green-Hill-Laura-Sullivan/dp/0805089853?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;tag=lucywasrobbed-20&amp;amp;link_code=btl&amp;amp;camp=213689&amp;amp;creative=392969" target="_blank"&gt;Guardian of the Green Hill&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt; will be available this fall!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Book source: Review copy provided by the publisher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Links to Amazon.com may be  affiliate links for the Amazon Associates program. If you buy something through this link, I  may receive a referral fee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/779663208438588679-3185732331536159793?l=lawral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lawral.blogspot.com/feeds/3185732331536159793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=779663208438588679&amp;postID=3185732331536159793' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779663208438588679/posts/default/3185732331536159793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779663208438588679/posts/default/3185732331536159793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lawral.blogspot.com/2011/05/under-green-hill-for-tween-tuesday.html' title='Under the Green Hill - for Tween Tuesday'/><author><name>Lawral the Librarian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16145893398291507839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lsHC4jGGKIM/TDNVfH8V1NI/AAAAAAAAAuI/lkn7lssV5xc/S220/IMAG0039a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-S_YPp-s3umQ/Tcgb_o6U36I/AAAAAAAABD8/N-zXancWHHM/s72-c/underthegreenhill.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-779663208438588679.post-4353249743499461790</id><published>2011-05-04T09:12:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-09T19:27:19.979-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='debut authors challenge'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='YAHF'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sports'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='death'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bullying'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='historical fiction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='100+'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='abuse'/><title type='text'>Open Wounds</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-21H2YU4n1eU/TbrMH3QV-HI/AAAAAAAABDU/RwQu1IMhBUE/s1600/open-wounds-final-3-15-2011.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-21H2YU4n1eU/TbrMH3QV-HI/AAAAAAAABDU/RwQu1IMhBUE/s200/open-wounds-final-3-15-2011.jpg" width="129" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;Lunievicz, Joseph. &lt;i&gt;Open Wounds&lt;/i&gt;. Lodi, NJ: Westside Books, 2011. Print.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;[Book cover credit: &lt;a href="http://lunievicz.com/open-wounds/" target="new"&gt;lunievicz.com/open-wounds/&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Booktalk:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;i&gt;"The bells of hell go ting-a-ling-a-ling&lt;br /&gt;For you but not for me"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;I met my cousin on the street. Sister Bernadette closed the front door behind me, her parting words echoing in my ears. "Mr. Leftingsham is your guardian by law of the state and by law of the Lord, Cedric. You are ours no longer. May the Lord be with you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;p.88-9*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Cid has always been the kid nobody wants. His mother died when he was born, leaving him with a father who could never forgive him for his fatal birth and a grandmother who could never forgive him for his Jewish mother. When he inevitably gets left at an orphanage, he thinks he'll be there forever. A man like Lefty, a cousin he never knew existed, is the last person he'd expect to claim him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Review:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cid's already lived a rough life by the time Lefty takes him from the orphanage. He's spent most of his childhood as his father and grandmother's punching bag, watched most of his neighbors be evicted from their homes, watched his grandmother kill herself to avoid the same, been taken in to a loving home and then left behind. And that's all before he really even hits teenage-hood (and before we hit the 100 page mark). But that's not to say that it's all bad. Cid has two great best friends, Siggy and Tomik, and he goes to the movies, "church," with his grandmother every Saturday. And out of that comes Cid's dream of becoming a fencer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bright and the horrible are wonderfully balanced in these opening pages. You never quite forget one while you're reading about the other. And they set things up perfectly for Lefty's grand entrance. The Great War left him horribly disfigured, crippled, and cranky, but life with him gives Cid opportunities he never would have had otherwise. Together they form a little family (aawww - but not that obvious. Lefty and Cid are both way too tough for all that), but more importantly, Lefty sets Cid up with daily fencing lessons with the crazy, drunk&amp;nbsp; Russian on the roof. Once Nikolai gets involved, &lt;i&gt;Open Wounds&lt;/i&gt; quickly becomes a sports book. There's training and fighting and sore muscles and exhausted bodies. But there's also stage-fighting with a Shakespeare company, a cute girl, a reunion with Siggy and Tomik, and the reappearance of their childhood bullies. Again, the beautiful balance. There wasn't so much plot that the fencing stopped being important, but at the same time, I never felt lost in a book centered around the practice of a sport I've only seen in movies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I don't read a lot of fencing books (though I'm considerably more interested in them now), but I do read a lot of &lt;a href="http://lawral.blogspot.com/search/label/dance"&gt;ballet books&lt;/a&gt;. I always try to comment on the accuracy of the dancing or the attitudes towards it. I can't do that here, but &lt;a href="http://richiespicks.com/" target="new"&gt;Richie can&lt;/a&gt; (sorry, his site doesn't do direct links). If he says &lt;i&gt;Open Wounds&lt;/i&gt; is good, you can bet that it is and that the swordplay therein is up to par (and he does). This will be a hit with readers who are looking for sports books, but historical fiction and hard-knock-life fans will love it as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Open-Wounds-Joseph-Lunievicz/dp/1934813516?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;tag=lucywasrobbed-20&amp;amp;link_code=btl&amp;amp;camp=213689&amp;amp;creative=392969" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Open Wounds&lt;/i&gt; comes out May 25!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Book source: ARC provided by the publisher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;*Quotes and page numbers are from an uncorrected proof and may not match the published copy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Links to Amazon.com may be  affiliate links for the Amazon Associates program. If you buy something through this link, I  may receive a referral fee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/779663208438588679-4353249743499461790?l=lawral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lawral.blogspot.com/feeds/4353249743499461790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=779663208438588679&amp;postID=4353249743499461790' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779663208438588679/posts/default/4353249743499461790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779663208438588679/posts/default/4353249743499461790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lawral.blogspot.com/2011/05/open-wounds.html' title='Open Wounds'/><author><name>Lawral the Librarian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16145893398291507839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lsHC4jGGKIM/TDNVfH8V1NI/AAAAAAAAAuI/lkn7lssV5xc/S220/IMAG0039a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-21H2YU4n1eU/TbrMH3QV-HI/AAAAAAAABDU/RwQu1IMhBUE/s72-c/open-wounds-final-3-15-2011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-779663208438588679.post-4669038482366532772</id><published>2011-04-25T09:02:00.074-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-25T09:02:00.759-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mystery'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adult fiction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='historical fiction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='100+'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='abuse'/><title type='text'>Instruments of Darkness</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-U6XATfw1zXQ/Ta8yoLGQhaI/AAAAAAAABDM/u77NTEgmAaI/s1600/instruments.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" i8="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-U6XATfw1zXQ/Ta8yoLGQhaI/AAAAAAAABDM/u77NTEgmAaI/s1600/instruments.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;Robertson, Imogen. &lt;i&gt;Instruments of Darkness: A Novel&lt;/i&gt;. New York: Pamela Dorman Books - Viking, 2011. Print.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;[Book cover credit: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.librarything.com/work/8398153" target="new"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;librarything.com/work/8398153&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border: medium none;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Booktalk:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border: medium none;"&gt;This book opens with a body and a murder. In that order.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Harriet Westerman finds a body&amp;nbsp;on her property in the country, she rudely wakes up Crowther at some ungodly hour of the morning to help her investigate. News has spread that Crowther conducts research on human remains; he's convinced that the way a person lives and dies leaves marks on their body. In addition to the gash across its throat, this body has a ring bearing the crest of Harriet's neighbor in its vest pocket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile in London, Susan hears her father lamenting the loss of a ring that Jonathon, Susan's younger brother, liked to play with. The ring falls from her mind when she and&amp;nbsp;Jonathon are witnesses to their father's murder in his music shop.&amp;nbsp;Before dying,&amp;nbsp;their father tells Susan to find a very important box hidden in the shop&amp;nbsp;and asks&amp;nbsp;Mr. Graves, a young family friend with hardly the means to support himself, to care for the children.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Review:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Instruments-Darkness-Novel-Imogen-Robertson/dp/067002242X?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;tag=lucywasrobbed-20&amp;amp;link_code=btl&amp;amp;camp=213689&amp;amp;creative=392969" target="_blank"&gt;Instruments of Darkness&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt; is full missing heirs, hidden wills, unhinged trophy wives, absent husbands, headstrong women, shamed men, and more bodies to go with more murders. It's a fun and engrossing historical mystery that really has no dull moments. Even scenes away from the "action" had something to entertain: comedy in one story, grief and uncertainty in the other, drama and intrigue in both.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms. Robertson makes good use of the Georgian period in which she places her cast, using the Gordon riots heavily in one storyline and making the real &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/John_Hunter_%28surgeon%29" target="new"&gt;John Hunter&lt;/a&gt; a connecting point between the two. For the most part, characters speak in that generic historical fiction kind of way that is unique to no period but "the past." This is good since real Georgian English would be a bit hard to follow, but I was a bit disappointed that there were a few phrases that stood out a modern. They weren't enough to pull me out of the story for long, but they stood out enough that I remember them. Additionally, though I loved Harriet, some of her boldness and forwardness seemed a bit too progressive for the time in which she lived. I don't know that I would have noticed, but put beside Susan, Miss Chase, and Harriet's own sister, Harriet is definitely a bit fiery. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though this is an adult book, there is nothing in &lt;i&gt;Instruments of Darkness&lt;/i&gt; to make it inappropriate for teen readers, though it is a bit light on the romance and heavy on the murder/mystery compared to comparable YA titles. Still, it is sure to be enjoyed by historical fiction and mystery readers and adored by those who revel in the combination of the two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Book source: ARC provided by the publisher through the goodreads first reads program.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Links to Amazon.com may be affiliate links for the Amazon Associates program. If you buy something through this link, I may receive a referral fee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/779663208438588679-4669038482366532772?l=lawral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lawral.blogspot.com/feeds/4669038482366532772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=779663208438588679&amp;postID=4669038482366532772' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779663208438588679/posts/default/4669038482366532772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779663208438588679/posts/default/4669038482366532772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lawral.blogspot.com/2011/04/instruments-of-darkness.html' title='Instruments of Darkness'/><author><name>Lawral the Librarian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16145893398291507839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lsHC4jGGKIM/TDNVfH8V1NI/AAAAAAAAAuI/lkn7lssV5xc/S220/IMAG0039a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-U6XATfw1zXQ/Ta8yoLGQhaI/AAAAAAAABDM/u77NTEgmAaI/s72-c/instruments.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-779663208438588679.post-3618345142581916655</id><published>2011-04-20T09:06:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-20T09:06:00.567-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='death'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='GLBT challenge'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='POC challenge'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='multicultural'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='POC'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fantasy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='paranormal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mythology'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lgbtq'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='100+'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='local library challenge'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='finding yourself'/><title type='text'>Guardian of the Dead</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jiMJQvVADfA/TZ5iT6MePkI/AAAAAAAABCg/tS5laXFz1CU/s1600/guardian.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jiMJQvVADfA/TZ5iT6MePkI/AAAAAAAABCg/tS5laXFz1CU/s1600/guardian.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Healey, Karen. &lt;em&gt;Guardian of the Dead&lt;/em&gt;. New York: Little, Brown and Company, 2010. Print.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;[Book cover credit: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://librarything.com/work/8574661" target="new"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;librarything.com/work/8574661&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Awards:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALA Best Fiction for Young Adults (2011)&lt;br /&gt;William C. Morris YA Debut Finalist (2011)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Booktalk:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ellie can't seem to get control of her life lately. She's let her best friend Kevin "convince" her to drink on school nights and even to let him sleep in her room. She's made a fool of herself in front of the guy of her dreams, Mark (did she somehow mistake her secret fantasy that he actually wanted to interact with her for real life?). She's even starting to get along with Iris, Kevin's &lt;em&gt;other&lt;/em&gt; best friend. And, as if that wasn't bad enough, she has a nagging feeling that the Eyelasher killings that have been terrorizing the North Island have something to do with her.&amp;nbsp;This feeling goes way beyond the connection&amp;nbsp;that everyone who's lived on the North Island feels to the murders, and&amp;nbsp;that feeling&amp;nbsp;might have something to do with Mark. Unless that's just her fantasy life invading reality again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Review:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a lot to love about &lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Guardian-Dead-Karen-Healey/dp/031604430X?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;tag=lucywasrobbed-20&amp;amp;link_code=btl&amp;amp;camp=213689&amp;amp;creative=392969" target="_blank"&gt;Guardian of the Dead&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. Here's the shortlist:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;a&amp;nbsp;smart, kind of nerdy&amp;nbsp;heroine &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;the freedom/restrictions of boarding school&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;use and explanation of Maori myth (by a white author who has the balls to point out in the text&amp;nbsp;the colonial nature, possible inaccuracies, and just plain wrongness of&amp;nbsp;Maori myth written down by white people)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;high school use of a university library, because serious shizz calls for serious research&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;patupaiarehe (fairy-type creatures), one of whom is Titiana in Iris's production of &lt;em&gt;A Midsummer Night's Dream -- &lt;/em&gt;because I'm not the only one who likes art to imitate life&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;casual treatment of varying sexualities*&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;a hottie who is half-Maori, half-...well, &lt;em&gt;something else&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;and I could go on. But do you want to know what I loved the absolute most about this book? The ending. I won't go into detail (or talk about the "action" ending) because I don't want to ruin it for you (cause oh-my-gosh is it cool), but I can still tell you why I love this ending.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things go crazy, Ellie falls in lurv which may become love in the future, and Ellie and love-interest have to save the world. It's life-changing, obviously, but Ellie doesn't let it derail her life completely. She doesn't &lt;a href="http://lawral.blogspot.com/2011/04/lost-saint.html" target="new"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;possibly blow off her art school application&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; or &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Twilight-Saga-Complete-Collection/dp/031613290X?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;tag=lucywasrobbed-20&amp;amp;link_code=btl&amp;amp;camp=213689&amp;amp;creative=392969" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;get married right out of high school&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; or ditch her best friend in the face of &lt;a href="http://lawral.blogspot.com/2010/08/infinite-days.html" target="new"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;tru lurv&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://lawral.blogspot.com/2010/09/extraordinary.html" target="new"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;harsh circumstances&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; or even, and this is the big one, &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Harry-Potter-Deathly-Hallows-Book/dp/0545139708?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;tag=lucywasrobbed-20&amp;amp;link_code=btl&amp;amp;camp=213689&amp;amp;creative=392969" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;drop out of school in order to save the world which apparently cuts off the possibility of being a brilliant academic and instead becomes a mostly silent side-character&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead, Ellie keeps going, gets excited about going to college and majoring in Classics, and tells love-interest that she'll visit him when she's on break. She simply takes all that she's learned from these life-changing events with her, because that's what smart girls do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, if you want to read an urban fantasy (a little light on the urban grit)&amp;nbsp;or paranormal romance (a little light on the romance) that's headed by a smart girl, this is your book. It's also your book&amp;nbsp;if you want to read the Maori Percy Jackson equivalent, a good boarding school romp, a murder mystery, a different kind of fairy book...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Book source: Philly Free Library&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*How often do you see&amp;nbsp;YA books with a teen character who is asexual?&amp;nbsp;Not often. I'm not going to lie and say it's not a big deal at any point, but it is not THE big deal. And it is not a problem ever, except to the people crushing on the character. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**Was this anyone else's take-away message from Hermione's whole 1 or 2 lines in that horrible epilogue?!? I know Ginnie's important and everything, especially cause she's the mother of Harry's children, but why does she get all the speaking parts? Since when does Hermione let everyone around her do all the talking?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Links to Amazon.com may be affiliate links for the Amazon Associates program. If you buy something through this link, I may receive a referral fee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/779663208438588679-3618345142581916655?l=lawral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lawral.blogspot.com/feeds/3618345142581916655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=779663208438588679&amp;postID=3618345142581916655' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779663208438588679/posts/default/3618345142581916655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779663208438588679/posts/default/3618345142581916655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lawral.blogspot.com/2011/04/guardian-of-dead.html' title='Guardian of the Dead'/><author><name>Lawral the Librarian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16145893398291507839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lsHC4jGGKIM/TDNVfH8V1NI/AAAAAAAAAuI/lkn7lssV5xc/S220/IMAG0039a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jiMJQvVADfA/TZ5iT6MePkI/AAAAAAAABCg/tS5laXFz1CU/s72-c/guardian.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-779663208438588679.post-2035277024661521219</id><published>2011-04-13T09:18:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-02T09:42:40.639-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PKs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='paranormal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='100+'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='local library challenge'/><title type='text'>The Lost Saint</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uiFzsxrMtRA/TZ5iqx-cL8I/AAAAAAAABCk/4IZGsFyTvBs/s1600/lostsaint.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uiFzsxrMtRA/TZ5iqx-cL8I/AAAAAAAABCk/4IZGsFyTvBs/s1600/lostsaint.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Depain, Bree. &lt;i&gt;The Lost Saint&lt;/i&gt;. New York: Egmont USA, 2011. Print. A Dark Divine Novel 2.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;[Book cover credit: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://librarything.com/work/9903924" target="new"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;librarything.com/work/9903924&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not only will this not&amp;nbsp;make&amp;nbsp;much sense if you haven't read &lt;i&gt;&lt;span id="goog_2117178948"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://lawral.blogspot.com/2010/07/dark-divine.html"&gt;The Dark Divine&lt;span id="goog_2117178949"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;, but it will spoil the crap out of the last chapter for you.&lt;b&gt; You've been warned!&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Booktalk:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; "Oh. My. Gosh." April shouted so loud I slammed on the breaks, thinking we were about to hit a dog or something. But April bounced in her seat with the craziest smile on her face, like she'd just thought of the best idea since nail polish. "...I have to ask: if you're gonna be a superhero, can I be your sidekick?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;p.111&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Now that Grace is the one with superhuman abilities, Daniel is trying (mostly in vain) to get her to keep her powers and emotions in check so that the wolf doesn't take control.&amp;nbsp;But calm and controlled is not what Grace wants. She wants to be out fighting the evils of the world, rescuing damsels in distress, thwarting demons&amp;nbsp;and saving Jude.&amp;nbsp;And if she has to embrace the power the wolf gives her in order to do that, she will. The fact that the hot new guy in town is willing to train her in ways that Daniel is not has nothing to do with it. Right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Review:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to start out by saying that, while I loved the first book, I was not DYING to read &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Lost-Saint-Dark-Divine-Novel/dp/1606840584?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;tag=lucywasrobbed-20&amp;amp;link_code=btl&amp;amp;camp=213689&amp;amp;creative=392969" target="_blank"&gt;The Lost Saint&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;. I was interested, looking forward to it, and knew I would love it, but the first book did not leave me with that unquenchable need (as a result of a too-late-in-the-story twist or cliff-hanger) to pick up the next book in the series. I knew that nothing horrible would happen to Grace, Daniel, or even Jude before I met them again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'm clawing my eyes out now waiting for the still untitled third book in the series. I tore through the last chapter and was half a paragraph into the acknowledgements before it hit me: I have to wait until December to find out what happens next. Oh, the agony!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Dark-Divine-Bree-Despain/dp/1606841548?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;tag=lucywasrobbed-20&amp;amp;link_code=btl&amp;amp;camp=213689&amp;amp;creative=392969" target="_blank"&gt;The Dark Divine&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="1" src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=lucywasrobbed-20&amp;amp;l=btl&amp;amp;camp=213689&amp;amp;creative=392969&amp;amp;o=1&amp;amp;a=1606841548" style="border: medium none; margin: 0px; padding: 0px ! important;" width="1" /&gt;&lt;/i&gt; had mystery and the unknown (and one of&amp;nbsp;my favorite romances in the paranormal genre)&amp;nbsp;to move it forward, this has an overall feeling of doom and dread to push the story along (and a rift in my favorite romance). Despain does not fall into the paranormal trap of making either Grace (the girl) or Daniel (the love interest of the paranormal) helpless or unable to read the hints right in front of them, but there were still plenty of moments where I just knew that Grace was Going the Wrong Way, and just like while watching a horror movie, I could do nothing but yell at her through the pages and watch her go. Her little tiffs with Daniel that turned into petty I'm-not-speaking-to-you problems that turned into secrets kept were believable and painful. They also made her vulnerable, and that vulnerability made her trust people she shouldn't have. And that, of course, gets everyone in trouble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The upside to all of this is the return of April. And, well, she's just awesome. From her superhero aspirations to her wink-wink-nudge-nudge secret keeping to her inability to not see the upside of everything Grace is going through, she made this book for me. This is what I absolutely love about Despain's writing and why I will keep reading anything she puts out. There is so much about these books and others like them that is serious and stressful (in a good way), but she so far she has managed to put in something to balance it, and it is not a serious and dramatic love story where no one smiles but instead gazes. In the first book, it was the happy flashbacks to Grace and Daniel's childhood together and the fluttery first love between them. In this book, it is April's excitability and the rekindling of Grace's friendship with her. These additions help to pace the story and help to create well-rounded characters (did I mention that April is designing Grace a superhero outfit as part of her art school application?). The world does not fall away in the face of the Despain's werewolves; they exist in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I can't wait to see what they do next!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Book source: Philly Free Library &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Links to Amazon.com may be affiliate links for the Amazon Associates program. If you buy something through this link, I may receive a referral fee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/779663208438588679-2035277024661521219?l=lawral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lawral.blogspot.com/feeds/2035277024661521219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=779663208438588679&amp;postID=2035277024661521219' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779663208438588679/posts/default/2035277024661521219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779663208438588679/posts/default/2035277024661521219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lawral.blogspot.com/2011/04/lost-saint.html' title='The Lost Saint'/><author><name>Lawral the Librarian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16145893398291507839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lsHC4jGGKIM/TDNVfH8V1NI/AAAAAAAAAuI/lkn7lssV5xc/S220/IMAG0039a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uiFzsxrMtRA/TZ5iqx-cL8I/AAAAAAAABCk/4IZGsFyTvBs/s72-c/lostsaint.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-779663208438588679.post-7077438640404302643</id><published>2011-04-11T10:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-11T10:00:10.498-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog news'/><title type='text'>Happy National Library Week!</title><content type='html'>Is your library doing anything exciting to celebrate?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My public library &lt;a href="http://libwww.freelibrary.org/bookfestival/" target="new"&gt;definitely is&lt;/a&gt;, and we're even &lt;a href="http://www.hslcabrini.blogspot.com/" target="new"&gt;hosting a few events&lt;/a&gt; here at work (which hopefully won't be thwarted by pre-Easter, end of the year assignments).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even if your library isn't having or is unable to have any special NLW programming this week, there are other ways to celebrate such as by writing a &lt;a href="http://atyourlibrary.org/share-your-library-story-17-syllables-and-140-characters" target="new"&gt;twaiku&lt;/a&gt; or by &lt;a href="http://www.readergirlz.com/tbd.html" target="new"&gt;sharing the YA love&lt;/a&gt; with complete strangers (I know that many of you do this a lot of the time anyway, but click through for the readergirlz annual Teen Book Drop info and bookplate).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However you choose to celebrate, this is a great week to do something bookish!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Links to Amazon.com may be affiliate links for the Amazon Associates program. If you buy something through this link, I may receive a referral fee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/779663208438588679-7077438640404302643?l=lawral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lawral.blogspot.com/feeds/7077438640404302643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=779663208438588679&amp;postID=7077438640404302643' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779663208438588679/posts/default/7077438640404302643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779663208438588679/posts/default/7077438640404302643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lawral.blogspot.com/2011/04/happy-national-library-week.html' title='Happy National Library Week!'/><author><name>Lawral the Librarian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16145893398291507839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lsHC4jGGKIM/TDNVfH8V1NI/AAAAAAAAAuI/lkn7lssV5xc/S220/IMAG0039a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-779663208438588679.post-5262527391630362862</id><published>2011-04-04T08:55:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-04T08:55:00.563-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nonfiction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='POC challenge'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='POC'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='100+'/><title type='text'>Scribbling Women - for Nonfiction Monday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EoBVTNSLUeQ/TZjRIcCnc9I/AAAAAAAABCY/w9Bu9HqP_ms/s1600/nonfiction_monday.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" r6="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EoBVTNSLUeQ/TZjRIcCnc9I/AAAAAAAABCY/w9Bu9HqP_ms/s1600/nonfiction_monday.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This week's Nonfiction Monday round-up will be at &lt;a href="http://llowens.blogspot.com/" target="new"&gt;L.L.Owens&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vJhxd8z9Qkc/TZjY-_fMZGI/AAAAAAAABCc/RifT9t8gRkg/s1600/scribbling+women.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" r6="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vJhxd8z9Qkc/TZjY-_fMZGI/AAAAAAAABCc/RifT9t8gRkg/s1600/scribbling+women.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jocelyn, Marthe. &lt;em&gt;"Scribbling Women": True Tales from Astonishing Lives&lt;/em&gt;. Toronto: Tundra Books, 2011. Print.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;[Book cover credit: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://librarything.com/work/10940696" target="new"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;librarything.com/work/10940696&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Booktalk:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this slim volume, Jocelyn looks at the writing of 11 women throughout history and around the world. Some of them were famous in their own times and have names that are still recognizable today. Some of them meant for their writing to be read by thousands, some meant for it to be read by only a few. They differ in nationality, economic status, opportunity and experience. What they do have in common is the need and the will to write down the incredible stories of their lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Review:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Starting with Sei Shonagon in &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Heian_period" target="new"&gt;Heian Japan&lt;/a&gt; and working her way chronologically to Doris Pilkington Garimara in modern day Australia,* Jocelyn manages to look at the writing of a wide variety of women. She admits in her introduction that she was limited to work written in or translated into English, which explains the predominance of North American and British women in these pages. Still, this is not a book filled with the polite letters of Victorian ladies. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of the eleven women in these pages, five are women of color and five (not the same five) spend a better part of their lives as decidedly lower class. Their stories really do cover a broad spectrum of the female experience; no two are alike. Whether you are looking for action or&amp;nbsp;introspection, gumption or the strong will to make do, there is woman represented here for you. Following closely on the heals of the rather offensive to our modern sensibilities writing of a barely pre-Victorian wife of a wealthy captain (Mary Hayden Russell), we are treated to the writing of a slave who remained hidden in her mother's attic for years (Harriet Ann Jacobs). Daisy Ashford, the eight year old author of the still in print &lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Young-Visiters-Mr-Salteenas-Plan/dp/161104362X?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;tag=lucywasrobbed-20&amp;amp;link_code=btl&amp;amp;camp=213689&amp;amp;creative=392969" target="_blank"&gt;The Young Visiters&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, is followed by Ada Blackjack, the sole survivor of an expedition to the Arctic. A surgeon during the Vietnam War (Dang Thuy Tram), an undercover reporter (Nellie Bly) and one of the first female felons to be shipped to Australia (Margaret Catchpole) are also represented here. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My only problem with this book was that I wanted to know more about each of the women. In some cases, there is just not that much more that is known. In others, I'm going to have to go looking for information about these women or others like them on my own. There is a bibliography in the back of the book, but it's arranged in alphabetical order (like bibliographies should be)&amp;nbsp;rather than organized by subject or chapter, and it's pretty long. I would have much preferred short biblios at the end of each chapter even if it would have broken up the narrative a bit. Also, though this book has the subject heading of "biography," the&amp;nbsp;information contained in &lt;em&gt;Scribbling Women&lt;/em&gt; is based almost entirely on the writing of the women themselves. I love this, but it will make this book a hard sell for report writers as some common details are often not included (birth and death dates, however, are present). Still, this is an interesting book about an interesting mix of women that nonfiction readers and budding young writers will enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Scribbling-Women-Tales-Astonishing-ebook/dp/B004C43FZM?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;tag=lucywasrobbed-20&amp;amp;link_code=btl&amp;amp;camp=213689&amp;amp;creative=392969" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Scribbling Women&lt;/em&gt; came out last week!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Book source: Review copy provided by the publisher through LibraryThing's Early Reviewer program.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Upon whose book (about the life of her mother) the movie&amp;nbsp;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Rabbit-Proof-Fence-Kenneth-Branagh/dp/B00005JLD4?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;tag=lucywasrobbed-20&amp;amp;link_code=btl&amp;amp;camp=213689&amp;amp;creative=392969" target="_blank"&gt;Rabbit Proof Fence&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt; is based. This movie is heart-breaking and horrible at the same time that it is inspiring. I highly recommend it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Links to Amazon.com may be affiliate links for the Amazon Associates program. If you buy something through this link, I may receive a referral fee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/779663208438588679-5262527391630362862?l=lawral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lawral.blogspot.com/feeds/5262527391630362862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=779663208438588679&amp;postID=5262527391630362862' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779663208438588679/posts/default/5262527391630362862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779663208438588679/posts/default/5262527391630362862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lawral.blogspot.com/2011/04/scribbling-women-for-nonfiction-monday.html' title='Scribbling Women - for Nonfiction Monday'/><author><name>Lawral the Librarian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16145893398291507839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lsHC4jGGKIM/TDNVfH8V1NI/AAAAAAAAAuI/lkn7lssV5xc/S220/IMAG0039a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EoBVTNSLUeQ/TZjRIcCnc9I/AAAAAAAABCY/w9Bu9HqP_ms/s72-c/nonfiction_monday.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-779663208438588679.post-4822087034222972663</id><published>2011-03-29T09:23:00.035-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-29T09:23:00.530-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='death'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='magical realism'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='100+'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='local library challenge'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='finding yourself'/><title type='text'>Please Ignore Vera Dietz</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-xmAu3xyCB8s/TYZx5oYfqbI/AAAAAAAABBw/uoXyIGYsycE/s1600/veradietz.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" r6="true" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-xmAu3xyCB8s/TYZx5oYfqbI/AAAAAAAABBw/uoXyIGYsycE/s1600/veradietz.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;King, A.S. &lt;em&gt;Please Ignore Vera Dietz&lt;/em&gt;. New York: Alfred A. Knopf, 2010. Print.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;[Book cover credit: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://librarything.com/work/9822588" target="new"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;librarything.com/work/9822588&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Awards:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;ALA Best Fiction for Young Adults (2011)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Edgar Award Nominee, Young Adult (2011)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Printz Honor (2011)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Booktalk:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Kid bullying you at school? Ignore him. Girl passing rumors? Ignore her. Eighth-grade teacher pinch your friend's ass? Ignore it. Sexist geometry teacher says girls shouldn't go to college because they will only ever pop out babies and get fat? Ignore him. Hear that a girl in your class is being abused by her stepfather and had to go to the clinic? Hear she's bringing her mother's pills to school and selling them to pay for it? Ignore. Ignore. Ignore. Mind your own business. Don't make waves. Fly under the radar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;p.43-4&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;And while you're busy taking that advice and ignoring everything else that's going wrong, &lt;em&gt;Please Ignore Vera Dietz&lt;/em&gt; too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Review:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever since her best friend Charlie died, Vera's had a hard time dealing with life. Wait, back up. Ever since Charlie ditched Vera for the detentionheads (and THEN died), Vera's had a hard time dealing with life. And her dad, the biggest proponent of the "just ignore it" philosophy, is slow to notice, or at least slow to show Vera that he's noticing. And somehow Vera is stuck living life as a full-time high school student/full-time pizza delivery &lt;em&gt;technician&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even describing the book is a little confusing and wrapped up in itself. But King pulls it off in a way that only she can, by allowing the pagoda on the hill (yes, a building), Vera's dad, and Vera's dead best friend to all weigh in, along with Vera herself,&amp;nbsp;on Vera's life. Through their joint narration, we get a glimpse of the real Vera (and the real Charlie and the real Vera's Dad). They're all flawed. There are no knights (or supernatural beings of your choice) in shining armor here. They're all just trying to make it through. Even Charlie, who is doing so from beyond the grave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though this is part mystery (we know Charlie's dead, but we don't know how or why), part "issue" book (Vera drinks a lot, much to the concern of her recovering alcoholic dad), part dangerous relationship (1-Vera's crush is in his twenties. 2-the flashbacks contain a guy who wants to take grade school Vera and Charlie's pictures. 3-Vera is herself the product of a young high school romance gone wrong), it is mostly a darkly funny book about grief. Everyone, except maybe the pagoda, is grieving someone. It's the way that they each deal with their grief, Vera and Charlie over the loss of each other and their friendship, Vera and her dad over the abandonment by Vera's mom, that makes this such a compelling book. There is plenty of the weird, the funny, the snarkiness, and the romance to keep the book fun, but it is the way that Vera et. al. deal with the more serious aspects that made me care about them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It sounds all over the place, and I wish I could write a more coherent/convincing review. You'll just have to trust me that&amp;nbsp;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Please-Ignore-Vera-Dietz-King/dp/0375865861?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;tag=lucywasrobbed-20&amp;amp;link_code=btl&amp;amp;camp=213689&amp;amp;creative=392969" target="_blank"&gt;Please Ignore Vera Dietz&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp;is one that you really should pick up. Either that or check out the &lt;a href="http://www.google.com/search?q=review+%22please+ignore+vera+dietz%22+site%3Ablogspot.com&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;num=10&amp;amp;lr=&amp;amp;ft=i&amp;amp;cr=&amp;amp;safe=images&amp;amp;tbs=" target="new"&gt;multitude of positive reviews&lt;/a&gt; already out there. We can't all be wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Book source: Philly Free Library (Though I've finally convinced my director that as an academic library that (1) religiously collects Newberry and Caldecott winners/honors and (2) is serving a school with a Master of Education program that has a high school English track, we should also collect Printz winners/honors, so we have a copy at work too!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Links to Amazon.com may be affiliate links for the Amazon Associates program. If you buy something through this link, I may receive a referral fee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/779663208438588679-4822087034222972663?l=lawral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lawral.blogspot.com/feeds/4822087034222972663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=779663208438588679&amp;postID=4822087034222972663' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779663208438588679/posts/default/4822087034222972663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779663208438588679/posts/default/4822087034222972663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lawral.blogspot.com/2011/03/please-ignore-vera-dietz.html' title='Please Ignore Vera Dietz'/><author><name>Lawral the Librarian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16145893398291507839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lsHC4jGGKIM/TDNVfH8V1NI/AAAAAAAAAuI/lkn7lssV5xc/S220/IMAG0039a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-xmAu3xyCB8s/TYZx5oYfqbI/AAAAAAAABBw/uoXyIGYsycE/s72-c/veradietz.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-779663208438588679.post-6265764476490830603</id><published>2011-03-18T09:42:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-18T09:42:00.206-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dystopian'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='POC challenge'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='POC'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='series'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sci-fi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='100+'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='local library challenge'/><title type='text'>Ship Breaker</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-D52UR9ZAEKY/TX0OVG40GhI/AAAAAAAABA8/Nc68URz1vNY/s1600/shipbreaker.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" q6="true" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-D52UR9ZAEKY/TX0OVG40GhI/AAAAAAAABA8/Nc68URz1vNY/s1600/shipbreaker.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bacigalupi, Paolo. &lt;em&gt;Ship Breaker: A Novel&lt;/em&gt;. New York: Little, Brown and Company, 2010. Print.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;[Book cover credit: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://librarything.com/work/9160869" target="new"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;librarything.com/work/9160869&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Awards:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andre Norton Award Finalist (2010)&lt;br /&gt;National Book Award Finalist, Young People's Literature (2010)&lt;br /&gt;ALA Best Fiction for Young Adults (2011)&lt;br /&gt;Printz Award (2011)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Booktalk:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While scavenging in an old ocean tanker, Nailer falls into a vat of oil, still black gold in his world years upon years ahead of ours. In order to survive, he has to watch all of that oil wash into the ocean. Still, he's lucky to be alive. He thinks his luck is going to give him&amp;nbsp;a second chance when he and Pima find&amp;nbsp;a clipper washed up on shore after a city wrecker of a storm.&amp;nbsp;It's&amp;nbsp;full of silver, gold, and&amp;nbsp;other valuables&amp;nbsp;in addition to regular old copper and steel scavenge. It's their own lucky strike. Until the dead swank in one of the clipper's cabins blinks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Review:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The world in which Nailer lives and works is brutal. He and his friend Pima are on light crew which means they pick light scavenge from old ships, primarily pulling copper wire from small utility ducts. This is opposed to heavy crew, where Pima's mother works pulling steel and other valuable metals from the same ships. These are the only good options in life. The only others are to become professional fighters who moonlight as security (like Nailer's dad), sell of body parts and/or fluids, or become some version of a prostitute. Basically, even though Nailer is doing dangerous and backbreaking work that almost gets him killed, he was lucky even before he survived his dip in the oil. He's also 15. Nailer's background and, really, his entire society make his decision to help Nita (the swank)&amp;nbsp;more amazing. And it's that decision, so contrary to the way he's been taught to survive, that create an adventure story in the middle of a dystopian world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think one of the most amazing things about &lt;em&gt;Ship Breaker&lt;/em&gt;, for me at least, is they way Bacigalupi accomplishes his world-building. This is a seriously complex world full of swanks, ship breakers, beach rats, half-men, and all the cultural implications these groups carry with them. Bacigalupi manages to explain all of this without ever sitting the reader down and explaining all of it, yet I was amazingly un-lost throughout the story. The world he builds is still our world too. Nailer lives on the Gulf Coast and takes a train that carries him over the drowned city of New Orleans. We can recognize leftovers from our day and age. It's clear that some kind of environmental fall-out has occured (in addition to a severe lack of oil and a submerged New Orleans, traders can sail right over the Arctic Circle), but the details of how we got from here to there are never explained, leaving the reader to put 2 and 2 together. No heavy-handed environmental message required (or present).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Ship-Breaker-Paolo-Bacigalupi/dp/0316056219?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;tag=lucywasrobbed-20&amp;amp;link_code=btl&amp;amp;camp=213689&amp;amp;creative=392969" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ship Breaker&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt; is, at times, a very bleak book portraying a society in which each person is practically required to step over someone else to survive. Getting ahead is a pipe dream. But, like many other dystopian novels, its points of light that make the story. This is the kind of book that can stress you out (in a good way) while reading, and it will be a hit with your dystopia fans. My library is also adding it to our&amp;nbsp;Environmental Justice bibliography for next year's incoming freshmen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is talk of a sequel, &lt;em&gt;The Drowned Cities&lt;/em&gt;, but it's not showing up yet on the publisher's website, only on &lt;a href="http://www.goodreads.com/book/show/8803764-the-drowned-cities" target="new"&gt;GoodReads&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Book source: Philly Free Library&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Links to Amazon.com may be affiliate links for the Amazon Associates program. If you buy something through this link, I may receive a referral fee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/779663208438588679-6265764476490830603?l=lawral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lawral.blogspot.com/feeds/6265764476490830603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=779663208438588679&amp;postID=6265764476490830603' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779663208438588679/posts/default/6265764476490830603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779663208438588679/posts/default/6265764476490830603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lawral.blogspot.com/2011/03/ship-breaker.html' title='Ship Breaker'/><author><name>Lawral the Librarian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16145893398291507839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lsHC4jGGKIM/TDNVfH8V1NI/AAAAAAAAAuI/lkn7lssV5xc/S220/IMAG0039a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-D52UR9ZAEKY/TX0OVG40GhI/AAAAAAAABA8/Nc68URz1vNY/s72-c/shipbreaker.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-779663208438588679.post-7684511568816944223</id><published>2011-03-15T09:33:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-15T15:37:58.278-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sex'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='realistic fiction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='GLBT challenge'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='off the shelf'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lgbtq'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='100+'/><title type='text'>The Vast Fields of Ordinary</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-8lLE3Fu82Fo/TX0saOAwhFI/AAAAAAAABBA/Xj1_R557fNg/s1600/vastfields.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" q6="true" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-8lLE3Fu82Fo/TX0saOAwhFI/AAAAAAAABBA/Xj1_R557fNg/s1600/vastfields.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Burd, Nick. &lt;i&gt;The Vast Fields of Ordinary&lt;/i&gt;. New York: Dial Books, 2009. Print.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;[Book cover credit: &lt;a href="http://www.librarything.com/work/7840771" target="new"&gt;librarything.com/work/7840771&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Awards:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALA Rainbow List, Fiction (2010)&lt;br /&gt;ALA Stonewall Award, Children's and Young Adult Literature (2010)&lt;br /&gt;Lambda Literary Award Nominee, LGBT Children/Young Adult (2010)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Booktalk:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dade has spent his senior year secretly coming out to&amp;nbsp;inanimate objects&amp;nbsp;and secretly sleeping with Pablo, who won't acknowledge their relationship in public on account of his girlfriend. So when Dade goes to a party at Jessica and Fessica's house in the hopes of seeing Pablo in public, he knows he's setting himself of for heartbreak. Instead of heartbreak, he gets Alex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Review:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I checked out &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Vast-Fields-Ordinary-Nick-Burd/dp/014241820X?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;tag=lucywasrobbed-20&amp;amp;link_code=btl&amp;amp;camp=213689&amp;amp;creative=392969" target="_blank"&gt;Vast Fields of Ordinary&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/i&gt;from the library when it won the (first ever) Stonewall Award for Children's and Young Adult Literature. I got about halfway through when I realized that this is a book I just had to own, so I returned it to the library and bought my own copy. Which promptly got lost in the &lt;a href="http://lawral.blogspot.com/2011/03/book-envy-and-tbr-hierarchy.html"&gt;TBR shuffle&lt;/a&gt;. Still, I'm not sorry I purchased this book even though it meant postponing the "real" reading of it for a year. It's just about everything I've been looking for in a contemporary YA fiction novel about a queer teen and I couldn't bear to not have a copy to mark-up, loan out, and&amp;nbsp;make a home for on&amp;nbsp;my bookcase.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This book is not all about the gayness, and I love it for that.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The summer after senior year and before college is a summer of huge changes for a lot of people. For Dade, it means the end of an unequal and often emotionally abusive relationship. It's also the summer of finally having a best friend (Lucy!), drunken parties, extreme haircuts, and a hot new boyfriend who ::gasp:: holds his hand in public. He also becomes obsessed with a local girl who has gone missing and watches his parents'&amp;nbsp;marriage continue to crumble. In short, this is an almost typical teen romance novel with a few Important Issues thrown in. But Dade's sexuality is not one of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dade's crush and following romance with Alex is so sweet. It's not perfect, Alex is a drug dealer after all, but they make it work. The fact that Dade has someone to gush about this new relationship with in Lucy doesn't hurt either. He starts to fall in lurv in a way he never could with Pablo. He introduces Alex to his parents, fails to see the disasterous consequences of having the name "Dade" and becoming involved with someone who's last name is "Kincaid," and generally plans out the rest of their happy lives together. And those plans may or may not work out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just like&amp;nbsp;any other&amp;nbsp;YA romance. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Book source: I bought it at the always wonderful &lt;a href="http://www.giovannisroom.com/" target="new"&gt;Giovanni's Room&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;and then, &lt;a href="http://lawral.blogspot.com/2010/06/ala-wrap-up.html"&gt;as I mentioned earlier&lt;/a&gt;, got it signed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Looking through the &lt;a href="http://lawral.blogspot.com/search/label/lgbtq"&gt;LGBTQ books I've reviewed here&lt;/a&gt;, there are only one or two where the &lt;b&gt;main character&lt;/b&gt; is queer and&amp;nbsp;where one of the main conflicts of the story is not the character's sexuality. They're still great books, but there needs to be books where some of that has already been done and the character is just out living life. This book includes Dade coming out, but that's not nearly as important as his healthy relationship with Alex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Links to Amazon.com may be affiliate links for the Amazon Associates program. If you buy something through this link, I may receive a referral fee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/779663208438588679-7684511568816944223?l=lawral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lawral.blogspot.com/feeds/7684511568816944223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=779663208438588679&amp;postID=7684511568816944223' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779663208438588679/posts/default/7684511568816944223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779663208438588679/posts/default/7684511568816944223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lawral.blogspot.com/2011/03/vast-fields-of-ordinary.html' title='The Vast Fields of Ordinary'/><author><name>Lawral the Librarian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16145893398291507839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lsHC4jGGKIM/TDNVfH8V1NI/AAAAAAAAAuI/lkn7lssV5xc/S220/IMAG0039a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-8lLE3Fu82Fo/TX0saOAwhFI/AAAAAAAABBA/Xj1_R557fNg/s72-c/vastfields.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-779663208438588679.post-4866726548391337131</id><published>2011-03-08T09:30:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-08T09:36:13.063-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='YAHF'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='san francisco'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='POC challenge'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='POC'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='great girl friendship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='historical fiction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='middle grade'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='100+'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='local library challenge'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='finding yourself'/><title type='text'>One Crazy Summer - for Tween Tuesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border: medium none;"&gt;Tween Tuesday was started over at &lt;a href="http://www.greenbeanteenqueen.com/" target="new"&gt;Green Bean Teen Queen&lt;/a&gt; as away to highlight awesome books for the 9-12 yr olds or Tweens. This week's book is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-rfSIYdKrJ2Q/TXUnisLImbI/AAAAAAAAA_4/7CFtiiPKa98/s1600/onecrazysummer.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" q6="true" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-rfSIYdKrJ2Q/TXUnisLImbI/AAAAAAAAA_4/7CFtiiPKa98/s1600/onecrazysummer.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;Williams-Garcia, Rita. &lt;i&gt;One Crazy Summer&lt;/i&gt;. New York: Amistad - HarperCollins Publishers, 2010. Print.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;[Book cover credit: &lt;a href="http://librarything.com/work/9160752" target="new"&gt;librarything.com/work/9160752&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border: medium none;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Awards:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border: medium none;"&gt;National Book Award Finalist, Young People's Literature (2010)&lt;br /&gt;Coretta Scott King Award, Author (2011)&lt;br /&gt;Newberry Honor (2011)&lt;br /&gt;Scott O'Dell Award for Historical Fiction (2011)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border: medium none;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Booktalk:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Mother is a statement of fact.&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Mommy gets up to give you a glass of water in the middle of the night. Mom invites your friends inside when it's raining. Mama burns your ears with the hot comb to make your hair look pretty for class picture day. Ma is sore and worn out from wringing your wet clothes and hanging them to dry; Ma need peace and quiet at the end of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; We don't have one of those. We have a statement of fact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;p.14&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is not without a little trepidation that Delphine boards a plane with her little sisters to visit their mother in Oakland, California. When they get there, they're presented with a single room to share and told to walk themselves to get their own Chinese take-out for dinner. The end of their 28 day stay could not come soon enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Review:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a book that I want to tell you all about in quotes, because even in soundbites, it's so so good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; My sisters and I had stayed up  practically all night California dreaming about what seemed like the  other side of the world. We saw ourselves riding wild waves on  surfboards, picking oranges and apples off fruit trees, filling out  autograph books with signatures from movie stars we'd see in soda shops.  Even better, we saw ourselves going to Disneyland.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;p.3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;But they don't go to Disneyland just like they don't find a Mom or a Mommy in Oakland. They go to Black Panther Summer Camp. Delphine, Vonetta and Fern learn about the movement, about the Panthers themselves (who they've only seen in news stories), and about each other. Delphine, the only of the three who remembers her to begin with, also gets to learn about the mother that abandoned them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, as &lt;a href="http://yzocaet.blogspot.com/2010/02/one-crazy-summer.html" target="new"&gt;Liz B.&lt;/a&gt; points out, this isn't necessarily a book about the Black Panthers or the 60s or even finding a mother. This is mostly a sister book. There's Fern, the baby, who has carried around a (white) baby doll for as long as anyone can remember and is always ready to throw out a "surely" in support of her sisters. Vonetta constantly seeks attention like the middle child she is, and she's desperate to make friends with the most fashionable girls at camp, even at the expense of her sisters. Then there's Delphine. She promised her Pa she would take care of her older sisters, like she always has, and it's her job to keep them out of trouble (and keep them from killing each other). She's saved up money to pay the fines on the books she checked out from the library to read to her sisters each night before bed. She plans activities for the three of them to do in order to make the most of their trip to California (I looked forward to their field trip to San Francisco almost as much as Delphine did). She tries to stand in between her sisters and her mother; she remembers how crazy her mother can get. She's the leader.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; She gave another "&lt;i&gt;Hmp&lt;/i&gt;"  and a headshake. "We're trying to break yokes. You're trying to make  one for yourself. If you knew what I know, seen what I've seen, you  wouldn't be so quick to pull the plow."&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I sort of knew what she meant, but someone had to look out for Vonetta and Fern while we were here.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I stacked the plates in the sink and ran the hot water.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;  "It wouldn't kill you to be selfish, Delphine," she said, and moved me  out of the way to wash her hands. Then she went back to praying over her  puzzle pieces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;p.110&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;It's Delphine, Vonetta and Fern, their relationship and interactions, that drive the story. They help each other get through what looks like a horrible situation until it becomes kind of fun. Together they're the Gaither sisters. They finish each others  sentences, each knows just how to get under the other two's skin, and  though they take sides two against one &lt;i&gt;all the time&lt;/i&gt;, they all always stand up for each other in the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though the story is, clearly, centered around Delphine and her sisters, the "supporting cast" is fleshed out and important. There are tons of people at the People's Center while the girls are at camp, but their teacher Sister Mukumbu, who Delphine recognizes as a "real teacher" right away, lends the tiny bit of normalcy that Delphine needs to settle into the camp and Oakland. There's also a boy, Hirohito. Though it's no where near a major storyline, I loved the awkward crushing that went on all around him. And, of course, there is the girls' mother. As the story progresses, she becomes more of a real person than the dismissive, nervous woman who picked them up (late) from the airport. We also find out just how much Delphine remembers about her and how much  she misses having a mother (even if she won't admit it). The relationship between Delphine and Cecile (their mother) is built on more understanding than either of them want to admit, and watching it unfold was one of the most moving parts of this story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Crazy-Summer-Historical-Fiction-Awards/dp/0060760885?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;tag=lucywasrobbed-20&amp;amp;link_code=btl&amp;amp;camp=213689&amp;amp;creative=392969" target="_blank"&gt;One Crazy Summer&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt; was a wonderful book and totally deserving of it's numerous awards! It has it all: history, humor, emotion, drama, and annoying but lovable little sisters!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Book source: Philly Free Library&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Links to Amazon.com may be affiliate links for the Amazon Associates program. If you buy something through this link, I may receive a referral fee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/779663208438588679-4866726548391337131?l=lawral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lawral.blogspot.com/feeds/4866726548391337131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=779663208438588679&amp;postID=4866726548391337131' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779663208438588679/posts/default/4866726548391337131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779663208438588679/posts/default/4866726548391337131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lawral.blogspot.com/2011/03/one-crazy-summer.html' title='One Crazy Summer - for Tween Tuesday'/><author><name>Lawral the Librarian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16145893398291507839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lsHC4jGGKIM/TDNVfH8V1NI/AAAAAAAAAuI/lkn7lssV5xc/S220/IMAG0039a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-rfSIYdKrJ2Q/TXUnisLImbI/AAAAAAAAA_4/7CFtiiPKa98/s72-c/onecrazysummer.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-779663208438588679.post-5056726490393586194</id><published>2011-03-06T15:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-06T15:57:10.285-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog news'/><title type='text'>Book Envy and the TBR hierarchy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Instruments-Darkness-Novel-Imogen-Robertson/dp/067002242X?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;tag=lucywasrobbed-20&amp;amp;link_code=bil&amp;amp;camp=213689&amp;amp;creative=392969" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Instruments of Darkness: A Novel" src="http://ws.amazon.com/widgets/q?MarketPlace=US&amp;amp;ServiceVersion=20070822&amp;amp;ID=AsinImage&amp;amp;WS=1&amp;amp;Format=_SL160_&amp;amp;ASIN=067002242X&amp;amp;tag=lucywasrobbed-20" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I was at the library the other day to pick up some holds (more 2011 award winners!), and I got distracted by shiny things in Recent Fiction. The ones I was most attracted to? &lt;em&gt;Under the Poppy&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp;and &lt;em&gt;Instruments of Darkness&lt;/em&gt;. I was so tempted to check them out. &lt;img alt="" border="0" height="1" src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=lucywasrobbed-20&amp;amp;l=bil&amp;amp;camp=213689&amp;amp;creative=392969&amp;amp;o=1&amp;amp;a=067002242X" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; margin: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px! important; padding-left: 0px! important; padding-right: 0px! important; padding-top: 0px! important;" width="1" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Thanks for sharing, you're thinking, or maybe even, why are you telling us about adult books you're pining for on your YA lit blog. Because, well, I already own both of these books. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;But I don't get to read them yet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Under-Poppy-novel-Kathe-Koja/dp/1931520704?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;tag=lucywasrobbed-20&amp;amp;link_code=bil&amp;amp;camp=213689&amp;amp;creative=392969" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Under the Poppy: a novel" src="http://ws.amazon.com/widgets/q?MarketPlace=US&amp;amp;ServiceVersion=20070822&amp;amp;ID=AsinImage&amp;amp;WS=1&amp;amp;Format=_SL160_&amp;amp;ASIN=1931520704&amp;amp;tag=lucywasrobbed-20" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There is a definite hierarchy in my TBR pile. ARCs are usually first,&amp;nbsp;in order of&amp;nbsp;publication date&amp;nbsp;(&lt;em&gt;Instruments of Darkness&lt;/em&gt; falls into this category), but YA ARCs have priority. After that is library books,&amp;nbsp;in order of&amp;nbsp;due date and factoring in the likelihood of being able to renew (example, &lt;em&gt;Please Ignore Vera Dietz&lt;/em&gt; will get read before &lt;em&gt;Guardian of the Dead&lt;/em&gt; even though the latter is due first because I know I won't be able to renew &lt;em&gt;Vera&lt;/em&gt; - placing fake holds with the girlfriend's library card (and then removing them, I promise!) helps work out these distinctions). YA books, again, get priority over adult. Middle grade books are usually even higher up on the list, since I read less of them but I love Tween Tuesday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Bright-Young-Things-Anna-Godbersen/dp/006196266X?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;tag=lucywasrobbed-20&amp;amp;link_code=bil&amp;amp;camp=213689&amp;amp;creative=392969" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Bright Young Things" src="http://ws.amazon.com/widgets/q?MarketPlace=US&amp;amp;ServiceVersion=20070822&amp;amp;ID=AsinImage&amp;amp;WS=1&amp;amp;Format=_SL160_&amp;amp;ASIN=006196266X&amp;amp;tag=lucywasrobbed-20" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="1" src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=lucywasrobbed-20&amp;amp;l=bil&amp;amp;camp=213689&amp;amp;creative=392969&amp;amp;o=1&amp;amp;a=006196266X" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; margin: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px! important; padding-left: 0px! important; padding-right: 0px! important; padding-top: 0px! important;" width="1" /&gt;After all of these books with time lines attached, come the poor books that I've actually bought and paid for. The titles that I've snagged on sale or with coupons. Books I've picked up from library book sales. And even the wonderful books whose pub dates&amp;nbsp;I've put in&amp;nbsp;my calendar because I just HAD to HAVE them the day they came out (I'm looking at you &lt;em&gt;Bright Young Things, Leviathan, Beautiful Creatures&lt;/em&gt;...).&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;No wonder I tend to fail at the "read my own books" types of challenges.&amp;nbsp;&lt;em&gt;My&lt;/em&gt; books&amp;nbsp;all sit collecting dust further down in my TBR pile while the books at the top rotate through based on the mail and my own (lack of) self-control at the library.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Leviathan-Scott-Westerfeld/dp/1416971734?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;tag=lucywasrobbed-20&amp;amp;link_code=bil&amp;amp;camp=213689&amp;amp;creative=392969" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Leviathan" src="http://ws.amazon.com/widgets/q?MarketPlace=US&amp;amp;ServiceVersion=20070822&amp;amp;ID=AsinImage&amp;amp;WS=1&amp;amp;Format=_SL160_&amp;amp;ASIN=1416971734&amp;amp;tag=lucywasrobbed-20" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Of course I want to check out books&amp;nbsp;I own&amp;nbsp;from the library. Then I'd be allowed to read them! Which is, of course, a load of crap. Why should the books that I shell out money for never be read? Why do I still spend hundreds of dollars a year on books that I don't allow myself to read? Because I've set myself up with a list of personal blogger obligations. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;My blogger responsibilities have to do with both the kind of books I review (my adult TBR pile suffers even more than my YA TBR pile, if that's possible), and what or who is in them. I've started to let challenges dictate rather than guide my reading habits. I'm also distracted by the new and the shiny. Many of the books I own are &lt;em&gt;so &lt;/em&gt;last year...or even older. But I still want to read them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Beautiful-Creatures-Kami-Garcia/dp/0316077038?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;tag=lucywasrobbed-20&amp;amp;link_code=bil&amp;amp;camp=213689&amp;amp;creative=392969" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Beautiful Creatures" src="http://ws.amazon.com/widgets/q?MarketPlace=US&amp;amp;ServiceVersion=20070822&amp;amp;ID=AsinImage&amp;amp;WS=1&amp;amp;Format=_SL160_&amp;amp;ASIN=0316077038&amp;amp;tag=lucywasrobbed-20" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="1" src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=lucywasrobbed-20&amp;amp;l=bil&amp;amp;camp=213689&amp;amp;creative=392969&amp;amp;o=1&amp;amp;a=0316077038" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; margin: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px! important; padding-left: 0px! important; padding-right: 0px! important; padding-top: 0px! important;" width="1" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;All this to say that I'm going to try to pull from my own shelves and piles rather than placing holds at the library on or even rushing out to buy the hot new thing. I'm also going to give myself permission to read a bit more adult literature, even if it means I won't always have something to review here (it also means I'll probably be reviewing more crossover titles). Hopefully I'll be able to shed some light on a few titles that you've forgotten about or missed in the last few years.&lt;span&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="1" src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=lucywasrobbed-20&amp;amp;l=bil&amp;amp;camp=213689&amp;amp;creative=392969&amp;amp;o=1&amp;amp;a=1935554271" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; margin: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px! important; padding-left: 0px! important; padding-right: 0px! important; padding-top: 0px! important;" width="1" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;How about you? I know I'm a bit OCD about it, but I hope I'm not alone in creating a set of "rules" for the order in which I read books.&amp;nbsp;Also, any books you're still dying to read languishing in your TBR pile?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Links to Amazon.com may be affiliate links for the Amazon Associates program. If you buy something through this link, I may &lt;img alt="" border="0" height="1" src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=lucywasrobbed-20&amp;amp;l=bil&amp;amp;camp=213689&amp;amp;creative=392969&amp;amp;o=1&amp;amp;a=067002242X" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; margin: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px! important; padding-left: 0px! important; padding-right: 0px! important; padding-top: 0px! important;" width="1" /&gt;receive a referral fee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/779663208438588679-5056726490393586194?l=lawral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lawral.blogspot.com/feeds/5056726490393586194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=779663208438588679&amp;postID=5056726490393586194' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779663208438588679/posts/default/5056726490393586194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779663208438588679/posts/default/5056726490393586194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lawral.blogspot.com/2011/03/book-envy-and-tbr-hierarchy.html' title='Book Envy and the TBR hierarchy'/><author><name>Lawral the Librarian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16145893398291507839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lsHC4jGGKIM/TDNVfH8V1NI/AAAAAAAAAuI/lkn7lssV5xc/S220/IMAG0039a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-779663208438588679.post-7886187830365149729</id><published>2011-03-01T09:06:00.020-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-01T09:06:00.253-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='realistic fiction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='GLBT challenge'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='POC challenge'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='POC'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='great girl friendship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lgbtq'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='100+'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='local library challenge'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='finding yourself'/><title type='text'>The House You Pass on the Way</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-QfAMBfADFQA/TWwBitza36I/AAAAAAAAA_Y/fZ6re17bVXo/s1600/houseyoupass.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-QfAMBfADFQA/TWwBitza36I/AAAAAAAAA_Y/fZ6re17bVXo/s1600/houseyoupass.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;Woodson, Jacqueline. &lt;i&gt;The House You Pass on the Way&lt;/i&gt;. New York: Speak - Penguin Group (USA) Inc., 1997. Print.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;[Book cover credit: &lt;a href="http://librarything.com/work/248239" target="new"&gt;librarything.com/work/248239&lt;/a&gt;] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Awards:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALA Popular Paperbacks for Young Adults, GLBTQ (2006)&lt;br /&gt;Lambda Literary Award, Children's and Young Adult (1997)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Booktalk:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Staggerlee has never had many friends. Her classmates think she's stuck-up, her ex-best friend ditched her when she found out about Staggerlee's famous grandparents, even her older brother, Charlie Horse, has left home and Staggerlee to go to college. Now, at least for the summer, she has Trout. Will she, too, leave Staggerlee behind? Staggerlee, who always stays in &lt;i&gt;The House You Pass on the Way&lt;/i&gt; to somewhere else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Review:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm always amazed by how quickly I get sucked in to Jacqueline Woodson's books. &lt;i&gt;The House You Pass on the Way&lt;/i&gt; is barley over 100 pages, and yet it is full of growth, a well-rounded cast of characters, and so&amp;nbsp; much emotion. It even covers enough time to be both a little bluesy and a little hopeful at the same time. It's the perfect book for a rainy afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Staggerlee is kind of a loner, and, for the most part, she likes it that way. It gives her space to think and to play her music. In a town that is mostly Black, her mother is white. The statue in the center of town is of her grandparents, and it marks Staggerlee and the rest of her family as "special," something her classmates see as "better than." Also, we find out early on, Staggerlee was in love (in a sixth grade kind of way) with her ex-best friend Hazel. She has no words to describe the feeling she had for Hazel, but she knows she should keep them a secret. She feels different and out of place in her small town.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;She looked so different from everyone. Her clothes, the thick-soled hiking boots, her hair. And she felt different too--off-step somehow, on the outside. What did it sound like, Staggerlee wondered, having someone call your name across a crowded school yard? How did it feel to turn to the sound of your name, to see some smiling face or waving hand and know it was for you and you alone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;p.43&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;And this is where Staggerlee's cousin Trout comes in. They understand each other in more ways than they could have predicted at the beginning of their summer together. They spend that crazy, transformative summer between middle school and high school together, and they each gain from the other the strength to figure out who they really may be. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though the circumstances may not be universal, Staggerlee's feeling of being on the outside is something just about everyone has experienced at one time or another, and her friendship with Trout, the way it helps Staggerlee to define herself and the vulnerability that creates, is beautifully rendered in the text. Even though &lt;i&gt;The House You Pass on the Way&lt;/i&gt; can be read as an overall sad book, the melancholy is never overwhelming. And the  writing, oh the writing, is so lyrical, emotional, and just plain gorgeous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't remember who suggested this book on the yalsa-bk listserv. I also can't remember if it what suggested to someone looking for books about African American teens in non-urban settings or someone looking for LGBTQ titles. &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/House-You-Pass-Way/dp/0142417068?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;tag=lucywasrobbed-20&amp;amp;link_code=btl&amp;amp;camp=213689&amp;amp;creative=392969" target="_blank"&gt;The House You Pass on the Way&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt; would fit nicely on either list (yay!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Book source: Philly Free Library&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Links to Amazon.com may be  affiliate links for the Amazon Associates program. If you buy something through this link, I  may receive a referral fee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/779663208438588679-7886187830365149729?l=lawral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lawral.blogspot.com/feeds/7886187830365149729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=779663208438588679&amp;postID=7886187830365149729' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779663208438588679/posts/default/7886187830365149729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779663208438588679/posts/default/7886187830365149729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lawral.blogspot.com/2011/03/house-you-pass-on-way.html' title='The House You Pass on the Way'/><author><name>Lawral the Librarian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16145893398291507839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lsHC4jGGKIM/TDNVfH8V1NI/AAAAAAAAAuI/lkn7lssV5xc/S220/IMAG0039a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-QfAMBfADFQA/TWwBitza36I/AAAAAAAAA_Y/fZ6re17bVXo/s72-c/houseyoupass.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-779663208438588679.post-8997872168788592431</id><published>2011-02-25T09:23:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-25T09:23:00.180-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='debut authors challenge'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='realistic fiction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='GLBT challenge'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='POC challenge'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='multicultural'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='POC'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bullying'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lgbtq'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='100+'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='finding yourself'/><title type='text'>I Am J</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="border: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Q4LHhRYXFBs/TWGjffjqkQI/AAAAAAAAA_E/Dyb6wEqMDYo/s1600/iamj.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" j6="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Q4LHhRYXFBs/TWGjffjqkQI/AAAAAAAAA_E/Dyb6wEqMDYo/s1600/iamj.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Beam, Cris. &lt;i&gt;I Am J&lt;/i&gt;. New York: Little, Brown and Company, 2011. Print.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;[Book cover credit: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://librarything.com/work/9923971" target="new"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;librarything.com/work/9923971&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Booktalk:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coming out sucks. Whether you're coming out as someone who eats peanut butter out of the jar (and double dips), kind of likes Taylor Swift's new album, or is some permeation of queer, admitting that you fall outside of what everyone around you expects is awkward, emotionally draining, and often terrifying to think about.* Sometimes it just seems easier to go live your life somewhere far away where no one will know you as anything but a queer Taylor Swift loving peanut butter fiend. That's why when J decides that he has to bite the bullet and start living life as the man he knows he is inside, he runs away. His Puerto Rican Catholic mother and his super-macho dad will never understand or accept him. Better to start over on the other side of town.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Review:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was a little scared of this book. I knew that Beam had it in her to realistically portray the transgender experience, so my expectations were super high. I also knew that a book like this has the potential to be filled with well-meaning stereotypes in order to present the most inclusive picture: of&amp;nbsp;trans folk, of Puerto Rican New Yorkers, of the dream of being a "real boy," and more. I loved this book. J really rang true to me as a character and as a transguy, and his experiences, though not universal (thankfully not everyone has to move out or change schools in order to transition, though some undoubtedly do), were realistic. &lt;i&gt;I Am J&lt;/i&gt; was everything I hoped it would be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I did have a couple of problems. I found it hard to believe that J, who has been looking around on the internet for information and support since he was eleven, hadn't heard about T (testosterone injections) or a (chest) binder until he was seventeen. I'm willing to let that go as it allows the reader to learn about these things at the same time that J does. I don't think it would have been such a problem if the book wasn't so obviously written by someone who, like J's support group leader, "talk[s] about the 'gender binary' and 'those of trans-masculine identification' as easily as reciting the alphabet" (243).** There were so many terms and concepts, &lt;i&gt;including terms that confuse J&lt;/i&gt;, that were not defined in the text. A couple of them were even written in abbreviated forms, something that gives me hope that they'll be fleshed out and this won't be an issue in the final copy. Still, Beam is a very very knowledgeable woman, as evidenced by her previous work of&amp;nbsp;non-fiction &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Transparent-Family-Living-Transgender-Teenagers/dp/0156033771?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;tag=lucywasrobbed-20&amp;amp;link_code=btl&amp;amp;camp=213689&amp;amp;creative=392969" target="_blank"&gt;Transparent&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;. She seemed to have a difficult time balancing her wealth of knowledge with the naiveté of her narrator.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm also hoping the list of resources at the back of the book will be more complete in the final copy. I don't think anyone could put together a concise list of resources on any topic, but especially a fairly new (to the public) one like this, that every reader would find complete. That said, I was still dismayed to see only female-to-male resources, especially as the separation between ftms and mtfs is bemoaned by Beam's characters. I was also sad to see &lt;a href="http://www.imatyfa.org/" target="new"&gt;TYFA&lt;/a&gt; (Trans Youth Family Allies) left off the list. Though their main focus is on kids much younger than J, the ladies at TYFA are rockstars at convincing school administrators of the necessity of single-serve, gender-neutral bathrooms for the safety of &lt;i&gt;all&lt;/i&gt; students, not just those that are transitioning. Though bathroom issues are only briefly touched on in &lt;i&gt;I Am J&lt;/i&gt;, they are some of the most distressing of day-to-day concerns for many gender-variant people, and organizations or websites that help gender-variant youth deal with these problems belong, in my opinion, on the list of resources in the back of this book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This may look like more criticisms than praise, but it's really not! I loved &lt;i&gt;I Am J&lt;/i&gt;, and I applaud Beam for taking on the issue of transitioning in the context of cultural and familial expectations, and the fallout from not meeting those expectations, in an accessible and authentic way. Not to mention that she wrote a pretty great story of a teen trying to find his direction and place in the world, regardless of all the issues that J has to deal with. I think this is a must buy for libraries serving youth; it's &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Luna-Julie-Anne-Peters/dp/0316011274?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;tag=lucywasrobbed-20&amp;amp;link_code=btl&amp;amp;camp=213689&amp;amp;creative=392969" target="_blank"&gt;Luna&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt; for the guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/I-Am-J-Cris-Beam/dp/0316053619?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;tag=lucywasrobbed-20&amp;amp;link_code=btl&amp;amp;camp=213689&amp;amp;creative=392969" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I Am J&lt;/i&gt; comes out March 1st!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Book source: ARC provided by the publisher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;* By the way, now you know all my secrets.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;**Quotes and page numbers are from an uncorrected proof and may not match the published copy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Links to Amazon.com may be affiliate links for the Amazon Associates program. If you buy something through this link, I may receive a referral fee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/779663208438588679-8997872168788592431?l=lawral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lawral.blogspot.com/feeds/8997872168788592431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=779663208438588679&amp;postID=8997872168788592431' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779663208438588679/posts/default/8997872168788592431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779663208438588679/posts/default/8997872168788592431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lawral.blogspot.com/2011/02/i-am-j.html' title='I Am J'/><author><name>Lawral the Librarian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16145893398291507839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lsHC4jGGKIM/TDNVfH8V1NI/AAAAAAAAAuI/lkn7lssV5xc/S220/IMAG0039a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Q4LHhRYXFBs/TWGjffjqkQI/AAAAAAAAA_E/Dyb6wEqMDYo/s72-c/iamj.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-779663208438588679.post-7953397434308749010</id><published>2011-02-22T09:42:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-22T09:42:00.148-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='debut authors challenge'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='death'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='historical fiction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='100+'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='abuse'/><title type='text'>Between Shades of Gray</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Y2SYMNVCF6g/TWGENARgCLI/AAAAAAAAA_A/sxEUKXsZ0Q0/s1600/sepetys.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" j6="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Y2SYMNVCF6g/TWGENARgCLI/AAAAAAAAA_A/sxEUKXsZ0Q0/s1600/sepetys.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sepetys, Ruta. &lt;em&gt;Between Shades of Gray&lt;/em&gt;. New York: Philomel Books - Penguin Group (USA) Inc., 2011. Print.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;[Book cover credit: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://librarything.com/work/10127764" target="new"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;librarything.com/work/10127764&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Booktalk:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this, her debut novel, Sepetys tackles the heart-wrenching topic of Stalin's secret deportation of millions from the Balkan states during and after WWII. We see the atrocious conditions that mostly women and children must endure in their "work camps" through the eyes of Lina Vilkas, who knows, as do we, that the conditions must be worse for her father and the rest of the men in Stalin's prisons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Review:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clearly, this book is not a pick-me-up, but the spirit of endurance that Lina, her family, and her friends exhibit is inspiring. &lt;em&gt;Between Shades of Gray&lt;/em&gt; tracks the slow progress of Lina, her brother Jonas, and their mother Elena from their home in Lithuania to a work camp in Trofimovsk in the Arctic Circle. They suffer many indignities (to put it mildly) at the hands of their Soviet captors (so many and so much that I stopped marking them in my copy). The beginning of the book, especially, is very similar to the beginnings of many other stories about this time in Europe. The lists, the beatings, the cattle cars. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could go on and on about how the Vilkas and their group suffer. I could draw many parallels between their experience and those of Holocaust survivors. I could talk about how, at times, the weight of what they go through is crushing, but I don't want to. I want to talk about the points of light in this book that made the rest of it bearable (and when I say bearable, I mean in terms of the subject matter. The whole book is beautifully and compellingly written). Lina's memories of her father and of her cousin Joanna certainly help her through her trials, as does her art which she continues, and uses to her advantage in many ways, throughout the book. A sweet, little romance doesn't hurt either. But what really makes the work camps tolerable is what the deportees do for each other. Take this example from near the&amp;nbsp;end of the book, when everyone is on the brink of starvation (and please excuse my page-spanning quote):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; "Do you think we should eat him [an owl]?" asked Janina.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; At first I was shocked. Then I imagined the plump body, roasting in our barrel, like a chicken. I poked at it again. I grabbed its wing and pulled. It was heavy, but slid across the snow.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; "No! You can't drag him. The NKVD will see. They'll take him away from us," said Janina. "Hide him in your coat."&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Other deportees looked at me.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; "Our mamas are sick. They need food. Will you help us?" explained Janina.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; People I didn't know formed a circle around me, sheltering me from view. They escorted me safely back to our jurta, undetected. They didn't ask for anything. They were happy to help someone, to succeed at something, even if they weren't to benefit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;pgs. 313-5*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Between Shades of Gray&lt;/em&gt; is an important book about a not-often-talked about event in history. For this reason, it will appeal to historical fiction lovers, and WWII aficionados. It's also an emotional read, with dashes of suspense and romance mixed into Lina's experience of oppression and, ultimately, loss. I highly recommend this powerful debut and look forward to whatever Sepetys has in store for us next!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Between-Shades-Gray-Ruta-Sepetys/dp/0399254129?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;tag=lucywasrobbed-20&amp;amp;link_code=btl&amp;amp;camp=213689&amp;amp;creative=392969" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Between Shades of Gray&lt;/em&gt; comes out on March 22nd!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Book source: ARC provided by the publisher through the LibraryThing Early Reviewers program.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;*Quotes and page numbers are from an uncorrected proof and may not match the published copy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Links to Amazon.com may be affiliate links for the Amazon Associates program. If you buy something through this link, I may receive a referral fee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/779663208438588679-7953397434308749010?l=lawral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lawral.blogspot.com/feeds/7953397434308749010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=779663208438588679&amp;postID=7953397434308749010' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779663208438588679/posts/default/7953397434308749010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779663208438588679/posts/default/7953397434308749010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lawral.blogspot.com/2011/02/between-shades-of-gray.html' title='Between Shades of Gray'/><author><name>Lawral the Librarian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16145893398291507839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lsHC4jGGKIM/TDNVfH8V1NI/AAAAAAAAAuI/lkn7lssV5xc/S220/IMAG0039a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Y2SYMNVCF6g/TWGENARgCLI/AAAAAAAAA_A/sxEUKXsZ0Q0/s72-c/sepetys.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-779663208438588679.post-6738739141239376239</id><published>2011-02-18T09:54:00.059-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-18T09:54:00.446-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sexual assault'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='realistic fiction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='death'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bullying'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='100+'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='local library challenge'/><title type='text'>Nothing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="border: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7tNYJBy7_P8/TVhmK7LRBDI/AAAAAAAAA-c/S9xjQ3GF5t8/s1600/nothing.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7tNYJBy7_P8/TVhmK7LRBDI/AAAAAAAAA-c/S9xjQ3GF5t8/s1600/nothing.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Teller, Janne. &lt;i&gt;Nothing&lt;/i&gt;. Trans. Martin Aitken. New York: Atheneum Books for Young Readers, 2010. Print.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;[Book cover credit: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://librarything.com/work/1567168" target="new"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;librarything.com/work/1567168&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Awards:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALA Best Fiction for Young Adults (2011)&lt;br /&gt;Batchelder Honor (2011)&lt;br /&gt;Printz Honor (2011)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Booktalk:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pierre Anthon has decided that nothing matters. He's also decided to sit in a plum tree and harrass his former classmates until they come to the same conclusion. They have to make him stop. They have to show him that there is something that still holds meaning. In order to do so, they each must sacrifice something that holds a great deal of meaning to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Review:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Disturbing does not even begin to cover it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Nothing-Janne-Teller/dp/1416985794?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;tag=lucywasrobbed-20&amp;amp;link_code=btl&amp;amp;camp=213689&amp;amp;creative=392969" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Nothing&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt; is a tiny book. It's shorter than most and more narrow. The story takes up slightly more than 200 pages, and those pages contain a lot of white space. Still, it is probably the most disturbing book I've ever read. And almost not even in a good way. Don't get me wrong, &lt;i&gt;Nothing&lt;/i&gt; is a wonderfully written book. Not a single word is superfluous and yet the story feels expansive. We see the whole thing from Agnes' point of view, and yet the feelings of others and the crowd mentality of the group are clear. It's got a kind of terrible, terrifying beauty to it. As &lt;a href="http://www.librarything.com/work/1567168/reviews/69138138" target="new"&gt;one LibraryThing reviewer&lt;/a&gt; said, "There is no age appropriate for this book."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As Agnes and her classmates try to collect things to counter Pierre Anthon's nothingness, things take a definite turn towards the sinister. If they're going to prove meaning, these things must really &lt;i&gt;mean&lt;/i&gt; something to the person who has to give them up. And each time someone has to give something up, they get to choose what the next person has to lose:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;When Dennis had first handed over the last four of his Dungeons &amp;amp; Dragons books, it was as if the meaning started to take off. Dennis knew how found Sebastian was of his fishing rod. And Sebastian knew that Richard had a thing about his black soccer ball. And Richard noticed how Laura always wore the same African parrot earrings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;p.35&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;This accumulation of things starts out as mean and a bit vindictive, but it very quickly spirals out of control until it is not just things that are being accumulated. Friendships break up, kids get in trouble, alliances are formed, and people get both emotionally and physically hurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watching what these kids require of their friends and classmates, what they deam worthy sacrifices to the "heap of meaning," was like driving past a multiple car pile-up on the freeway. It's gruesome and terrible, but you can't help but look. I finished this book in a single day, holding my hand over my gaping mouth for the last 50 pages or so (and more than a few times before that as well). I was repulsed and hooked at the same time. This is an engrossing and haunting read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Book source: Philly Free Library&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Links to Amazon.com may be affiliate links for the Amazon Associates program. If you buy something through this link, I may receive a referral fee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/779663208438588679-6738739141239376239?l=lawral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lawral.blogspot.com/feeds/6738739141239376239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=779663208438588679&amp;postID=6738739141239376239' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779663208438588679/posts/default/6738739141239376239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779663208438588679/posts/default/6738739141239376239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lawral.blogspot.com/2011/02/nothing.html' title='Nothing'/><author><name>Lawral the Librarian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16145893398291507839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lsHC4jGGKIM/TDNVfH8V1NI/AAAAAAAAAuI/lkn7lssV5xc/S220/IMAG0039a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7tNYJBy7_P8/TVhmK7LRBDI/AAAAAAAAA-c/S9xjQ3GF5t8/s72-c/nothing.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-779663208438588679.post-8772723224557819366</id><published>2011-02-15T09:05:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-15T09:05:01.331-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='death'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='multicultural'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='paranormal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='100+'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='local library challenge'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='horror'/><title type='text'>Hold Me Closer, Necromancer</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yhWKrcz5a5Q/TVgsxPcIbBI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/kUGdAmclfGM/s1600/necromancer.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yhWKrcz5a5Q/TVgsxPcIbBI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/kUGdAmclfGM/s1600/necromancer.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;McBride, Lish. &lt;em&gt;Hold Me Closer, Necromancer&lt;/em&gt;. New York: Henry Holt and Company, 2010. Print.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;[Book cover credit: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.librarything.com/work/9880508" target="new"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;librarything.com/work/9880508&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Awards:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;ALA Best Fiction for Young Adults (2011)&lt;br /&gt;William C. Morris YA Debut Finalist (2011)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Booktalk:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; "You even smell a little like him," he said, his voice going throaty.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Disturbing. Was it good to smell like someone else? I reached out cautiously and put my hands over his, leveraging for a bit of breathing room. "Like who?" I choked out. Buff Guy had a fierce grip [on my neck].&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; "Like the grave," he said, not really answering my question. "Like cold death."&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; "Thanks," I said. Creepy, creepy, creepy. I didn't add that he smelled like meat. Not that I could. Apparently, choking helped me keep my mouth shut and mind my manners. I wished he'd put me back down. Or that Ramon and Frank would rush him from behind. Then he'd have the opportunity to strangle all of us. I needed to get bigger friends.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; "And blood," he said. "You smell like blood."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;p.22-3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Sam has pissed off the wrong guy.&amp;nbsp;A guy who unnerves Sam for reasons he can't explain. A guy who radiates evil and power in equal measures. A guy who employs a very large, slightly unhinged henchman. But Sam is not going to go down without a fight, and he'll be damned if he lets this guy take his family and friends out with him. Unfortunately, it's starting to look like Sam might be damned already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Review:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Hold-Closer-Necromancer-Lish-McBride/dp/0805090983?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;tag=lucywasrobbed-20&amp;amp;link_code=btl&amp;amp;camp=213689&amp;amp;creative=392969" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hold Me Closer, Necromancer&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt; is a hilarious book, but it's still horror. When I was thinking about this review, I knew I wanted to include a quote that showed both at once. I found this one by opening the book to a random spot near the beginning. That's how much the humor and terror go hand in hand throughout the novel. The hilarity keeps the book from getting too too scary, but the story still never loses it's dark and serious edge. It's awesome. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me, though,&amp;nbsp;the funny stuff won. I laughed out loud (on a quiet commuter train, no less) while reading this book. Sam's a smart and introspective&amp;nbsp;college drop-out, Brooke's a manipulative smartypants (and I mean that in the most flattering way possible)&amp;nbsp;in a cheerleader's body, Ramon's still in college and living on Sam's couch, and Frank's&amp;nbsp;the new kid that they're all trying to break and/or&amp;nbsp;befriend. What they have in common is their cynicism, irreverence, and fast food employer.&amp;nbsp;They are masters of biting and witty one-liners, exactly my kind of humor. Ramon, Frank and Brooke do their best to make sure that Sam stays firmly grounded in his regular life even though he's being pursued by creatures he's not sure he even believes exist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that's where the horror part kicks in. The evil guy, Douglas Montgomery, is a ridiculously powerful necromancer, and he thinks Sam is a necromancer too. The guy in the quote above? Sam isn't quite sure WHAT he is, but he's left huge cuts down Sam's back that could only have come from a knife. Only no one saw a knife. Within the first 50 pages, someone we already care about is dead. Without getting too spoilerly, let me just say that necromancers are not the only magical/paranormal beings to grace these pages. There are werewolves, fae, witches, vampires and more. Oh, and Douglas's house comes complete with a magical cage and basement torture chamber.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is one that I think is more suited to older teens. Sam is out of high school and has already nixed college, and&amp;nbsp; his "normal" life problems reflect that. That's not to say that the average high schooler won't love this book.&amp;nbsp;It is darkly humorous, scary, and Sam and co. exhibit the kind of sarcasm and cynicism to which many in high school aspire (myself included, at that age). And Sam is stuck in the stage of life where he is trying to find himself, something that is highly relatable for many teens and twenty-somethings. He's just got the added pressure of "to raise the dead or not to raise the dead" making everything more interesting. I loved it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mentioned the &lt;a href="http://lawral.blogspot.com/2011/02/elton-john.html"&gt;internal musical loop&lt;/a&gt; this title can inspire, but luckily the chapter titles mix it up a bit. &lt;a href="http://bookshelvesofdoom.blogs.com/" target="new"&gt;Leah&lt;/a&gt;'s got a &lt;a href="http://bookshelvesofdoom.tumblr.com/tagged/lish_mcbride" target="new"&gt;series of posts&lt;/a&gt; going to help you place the song lyrics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Book source: Philly Free Library&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Links to Amazon.com may be affiliate links for the Amazon Associates program. If you buy something through this link, I may receive a referral fee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/779663208438588679-8772723224557819366?l=lawral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lawral.blogspot.com/feeds/8772723224557819366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=779663208438588679&amp;postID=8772723224557819366' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779663208438588679/posts/default/8772723224557819366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779663208438588679/posts/default/8772723224557819366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lawral.blogspot.com/2011/02/hold-me-closer-necromancer.html' title='Hold Me Closer, Necromancer'/><author><name>Lawral the Librarian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16145893398291507839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lsHC4jGGKIM/TDNVfH8V1NI/AAAAAAAAAuI/lkn7lssV5xc/S220/IMAG0039a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yhWKrcz5a5Q/TVgsxPcIbBI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/kUGdAmclfGM/s72-c/necromancer.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-779663208438588679.post-1974320780914183268</id><published>2011-02-11T09:35:00.105-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-11T09:35:00.332-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sexual assault'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='realistic fiction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='death'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='great girl friendship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='religion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='100+'/><title type='text'>Hush</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lsHC4jGGKIM/TU76lDIwwOI/AAAAAAAAA-I/IbWv8Q48oG8/s1600/hush.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lsHC4jGGKIM/TU76lDIwwOI/AAAAAAAAA-I/IbWv8Q48oG8/s1600/hush.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chayil, Eishes. &lt;em&gt;Hush&lt;/em&gt;. New York: Walker and Company, 2010. Print.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;[Book cover credit: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://librarything.com/work/10175762"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;librarything.com/work/10175762&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Awards:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sydney Taylor Honor Book (2011)&lt;br /&gt;William C. Morris YA Debut Finalist (2011)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Booktalk:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gittel has always lived in the Chassidic community of Borough Park, and she knows that she is part of a holy community. She knows that unholiness, evil, hate and hurt come from the outside, from the goyim. Her best friend Devory knows that's not always true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Told in alternating viewpoints, Gittel at age 9 and Gittel as a newlywed, &lt;em&gt;Hush&lt;/em&gt; looks at how a small community deals with abuse at the hands of their own, or more importantly, how they fail to deal with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Review:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Hush-Eishes-Chayil/dp/0802720889?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;tag=lucywasrobbed-20&amp;amp;link_code=btl&amp;amp;camp=213689&amp;amp;creative=392969" target="_blank"&gt;Hush&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt; was a hard book to read. It was painful and sad and unbelievable, but it was never hopeless, even when Devory and Gittel were. And it was compelling. I always skip to the end of books to read the "About the Author" section, so I knew from the get-go that Chayil (a pseudonym) is really a grown-up Gittel. I needed to know how she went from a childhood that taught her never to say anything that could shame another member of her community to the point of being able to write about the abuse she witnessed as a child in such a public way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how much of a spoiler this can be since it's in the description and in probably every synopsis of the plot, but read on with caution. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Devory's brother rapes her with Gittel feigning sleep in the next bed.&amp;nbsp; Because we, as adults, know what is happening, it's a horrible scene to read. But Gittel has no idea what is going on, coloring the scene with confusion and fear.&amp;nbsp;She knows that Devory's brother is hurting her. It's what happens afterward that is really horrific: Devory's parents tell the girls that they must be wrong; nothing like that could have possibly actually happened. They send Gittel home and leave Devory with her brother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OF COURSE, while I was reading I was outraged, but I must have braced myself for it too much. I was so prepared for the sexual abuse that I somehow didn't let the real horror of the situation sink in. It wasn't until I went back through the book after reading that it really hit me. I was sitting in Borders checking quotes in my ARC against the published copy. Maybe it was seeing those quotes that I had marked out of the context of the story, but I sat in Borders angry and almost crying.&amp;nbsp;Every single adult in Gittel and Devory's lives covers up the situation so that no one else, including the authorities, can know for certain what happened. They keep this up long after Devory, at the age of nine, hangs herself in her best friend's bathroom.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is one of the quotes I was checking:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;I am so sorry, Devory. I am apologizing for all of them, for those who should have know but didn't, for those who knew but ignored, and for those who put their reputations above their children's lives. ... You didn't have to die. But for our ignorance, for our deliberate blindness, for our unforgivable stupidity, you did. I hope this letter will stop others from sharing your fate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;p.335&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;So, yes, this is a hard and painful book to read, but it is also important. And though it has won a couple youth honor nods (and is clearly a YA book), it needs to be read by adults. As &lt;a href="http://blog.schoollibraryjournal.com/teacozy/2010/11/19/review-hush/"&gt;Liz B.&lt;/a&gt; points out**, this is not a condemnation of the community that Chayil is writing about. Denial is not exclusive to this group, and it is the adults' denial that is the real problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Book source: ARC provided by the publisher&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*This is the difference between &lt;em&gt;Hush&lt;/em&gt; and a book like &lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://lawral.blogspot.com/2010/10/hope-in-patience.html" target="new"&gt;Hope in Patience&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. In the latter, Ashley's mom doesn't believe her about the abuse, which allows it to continue, but after the fact, Ashley's dad and step-mom believe and are supportive of her, which allows her to heal and move on. Devory has no one to turn to but Gittel, who has less understanding of and control over the situation than Devory herself. Even the adults that believe Devory and Gittel do nothing to help.&amp;nbsp;Gittel's father (my favorite adult in the book) doesn't find out about the abuse until it is too late to save Devory, but he eventually comes around and helps Gittel to grieve and go public with what she saw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**Her review is so much less emotional than mine, so I highly suggest that you check it out. She also has links to a few other reviews and an author interview.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Links to Amazon.com may be affiliate links for the Amazon Associates program. If you buy something through this link, I may receive a referral fee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/779663208438588679-1974320780914183268?l=lawral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lawral.blogspot.com/feeds/1974320780914183268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=779663208438588679&amp;postID=1974320780914183268' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779663208438588679/posts/default/1974320780914183268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779663208438588679/posts/default/1974320780914183268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lawral.blogspot.com/2011/02/hush.html' title='Hush'/><author><name>Lawral the Librarian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16145893398291507839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lsHC4jGGKIM/TDNVfH8V1NI/AAAAAAAAAuI/lkn7lssV5xc/S220/IMAG0039a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lsHC4jGGKIM/TU76lDIwwOI/AAAAAAAAA-I/IbWv8Q48oG8/s72-c/hush.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-779663208438588679.post-4483355240879841140</id><published>2011-02-07T09:16:00.010-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-07T15:45:18.580-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nonfiction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='san francisco'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='100+'/><title type='text'>Janis Joplin: Rise Up Singing - for Nonfiction Monday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lsHC4jGGKIM/TUbGhyhoyiI/AAAAAAAAA9g/lILMaCOlfWk/s1600/janisjoplin.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lsHC4jGGKIM/TUbGhyhoyiI/AAAAAAAAA9g/lILMaCOlfWk/s1600/janisjoplin.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;Angel, Ann. &lt;i&gt;Janis Joplin: Rise Up Singing&lt;/i&gt;. New York: Amulet Books, 2010. Print.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;[Book cover credit: &lt;a href="http://www.librarything.com/work/10189834" target="new"&gt;librarything.com/work/10189834&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Awards:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YALSA Award for Excellence in Nonfiction for Young Adults (2011)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Booktalk:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Janis Joplin, one of the first female rockstars, was and still to some extent is the face of psychadelic rock and the 60s. Her amazing voice brought her fame, fortune, and the adoration of millions, but none of that could save her from herself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Review:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This&amp;nbsp;well-researched biography of Janis Joplin starts at her high school in Port Arther, Texas and follows her life and career to their untimely end a little over 10 years later. It's full of (awesome) pictures, is not bogged down by the recitation of dates, has a great bibliography for further reading, a chronology, and a brief index. It is a biography that you can give, with confidence, to teens looking for&amp;nbsp;more information on a great artist or someone interesting to write about for an assignment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Janis-Joplin-Rise-Up-Singing/dp/0810983494?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;tag=lucywasrobbed-20&amp;amp;link_code=btl&amp;amp;camp=213689&amp;amp;creative=392969" target="_blank"&gt;Janis Joplin: Rise Up Singing&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt; is more than the average biography. Angel brings Joplin to life. She manages to balance personal Janis and rockstar Janis on the page, something real life Janis always struggled with. The result is a history of the era and environment that produced Joplin the icon, as well as the story of how normal kids, like Joplin, dealt with all the changes the 60s brought about. Anecdotes from Joplin's friends and band mates appear throughout the text as do professional pictures of Joplin and her bands. The most quoted person in the book is Laura, Joplin's little sister.&amp;nbsp;Sex, drugs and rock n'roll are definitely present in the book, and the over the top drug use is discussed, but Angel shows that Joplin's drug use was never&amp;nbsp;her biggest problem. It was Joplin's need for love and attention that drove her to perform, and it was her fans' love of her drugged-up persona that drove her to use. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it was Joplin's voice that made her a success, and somehow that comes through on the page. Maybe it was just that I had "Piece of&amp;nbsp;My Heart" and&amp;nbsp;"Me and Bobby McGee" stuck in my head&amp;nbsp;for most of the time I spent reading this book (until "Mercedes Benz" was mentioned of course), but I thought Angel conveyed the grit and soul of Joplin's voice amazingly. Readers will be clamouring to find copies of Joplin's music with her various bands after reading this, if that music wasn't what prompted them to pick up this biography in the first place. If it was, they'll be singing along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Book source: ARC picked up at ALA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Links to Amazon.com may be affiliate links for the Amazon Associates program. If you buy something through this link, I may receive a referral fee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/779663208438588679-4483355240879841140?l=lawral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lawral.blogspot.com/feeds/4483355240879841140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=779663208438588679&amp;postID=4483355240879841140' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779663208438588679/posts/default/4483355240879841140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779663208438588679/posts/default/4483355240879841140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lawral.blogspot.com/2011/02/janis-joplin-rise-up-singing-for.html' title='Janis Joplin: Rise Up Singing - for Nonfiction Monday'/><author><name>Lawral the Librarian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16145893398291507839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lsHC4jGGKIM/TDNVfH8V1NI/AAAAAAAAAuI/lkn7lssV5xc/S220/IMAG0039a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lsHC4jGGKIM/TUbGhyhoyiI/AAAAAAAAA9g/lILMaCOlfWk/s72-c/janisjoplin.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-779663208438588679.post-5882800385411728149</id><published>2011-02-04T10:11:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-27T10:11:36.693-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='realistic fiction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='GLBT challenge'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='off the shelf'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bromance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lgbtq'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='100+'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='finding yourself'/><title type='text'>Will Grayson, Will Grayson</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lsHC4jGGKIM/TUwejFpSebI/AAAAAAAAA94/GzlViffI44c/s1600/wgwg.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lsHC4jGGKIM/TUwejFpSebI/AAAAAAAAA94/GzlViffI44c/s1600/wgwg.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Green, John and David Levithan. &lt;i&gt;Will Grayson, Will Grayson&lt;/i&gt;. New York: Dutton - Penguin Group, Inc., 2010. Print.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;[Book cover credit: &lt;a href="http://www.librarything.com/work/8463786" target="new"&gt;librarything.com/work/8463786&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Awards:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALA Best Fiction for Young Adults (2011)&lt;br /&gt;Stonewall Book Award for Children's and Young Adult Literature, Honor (2011)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Booktalk:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere far away, in an alternate universe or something, there might be another you who is a lot like you but also a lot different. I mean, he's not &lt;i&gt;really&lt;/i&gt; you. But what if that other you was only on the other side of Chicago? And then he started dating your best friend? Welcome to Will Grayson's life. When he meets will grayson in a porn shop, a simple name mix-up is the least of his problems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will grayson is in a panic when he goes to meet his internet boyfriend in chicago. the only thing worse than realizing that they're supposed to meet at a porn shop is having his name yelled out from the front counter...but not at him. and so he meets owg (other will grayson) and owg's best friend tiny cooper who might just have a thing for sad freaked out guys sitting on the curb outside a porn store.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Review:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To echo so many that have come before me, this book is full of awesome and I loved it! I have never not become obsessed with a John Green guy (where were these guys when I was in high school?!?), and his Will Grayson did not disappoint. He was classic nerd/cool/snarky/insecure/intelligent/good guy. This is the first fiction by Levithan that I've read, and it was a great intro into his work. His will grayson was horrifically depressed throughout most of the book, but he was still funny and mean and self-deprecating in a way that insults everyone and, you know, hiding his soft gooey center behind all his built up toughness. The secondary characters in each of their separate lives were relatively well-fleshed out for how important they were to both the story and their respective WG. The fact that will grayson's friends are kind of one-dimensional says more about will than it does about Levithan; the reverse is true for Green and his Will. And the one character they share, Tiny Cooper, is always larger than life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tiny Cooper is fabulous. He's a bit self-centered, but he's also all over the place for his friends. It all revolves around him, but he wants them there and involved, not because he wants them to witness his fabulosity but because they mean the world to him. But here is how Tiny is always described:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Tiny Cooper is not the world's gayest person, and he is not the world's largest person, but I believe he may be the world's largest person who is really, really gay, and also the world's gayest person who is really, really large.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;p.3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;That's fine, but it immediately reduces Tiny to a caricature of himself (or the &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/media/rm4063204352/nm0291881" target="new"&gt;guy from &lt;i&gt;Mean Girls&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;). And they do it over and over again. Every time someone mentions him, sees him, thinks about him, even apologizes to him, they reference his size, and not just his height, they gotta throw "300 pounds" in there or something. Calling your best friend (or your boyfriend) fat all the time as if that's his only personality trait (or is even a personality trait to begin with) makes people cringe a little. Tiny has the illustrative joy of being both big and gay, something that is used a lot to describe people's personalities without any irony at all, as if that's even a personality trait to begin with. It's not as obvious as, say, the new "&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sWS0GVOQPs0" target="new"&gt;That's So Gay&lt;/a&gt;" ads (which I love for their obviousness, but it only works because it's 30 seconds and not 300 pages), but the message is there without the feeling that there is a Message or Important Lesson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this book, secret lesson and all, is hilarious. It is embarrassing to read on public transportation hilarious. And there's a musical, written by Tiny Cooper about his life. And there's tender first love (complete with Green's trademark awkwardness) and crushing first heartbreak (complete with Levithan's snarky gloom and doom). And there's bad emo poetry that is recognized as being bad emo poetry. And the WGs have some of the best parents in YA I've seen in a while. And if you need more reasons than this to go pick up &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Will-Grayson-John-Green/dp/0525421580?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;tag=lucywasrobbed-20&amp;amp;link_code=btl&amp;amp;camp=213689&amp;amp;creative=392969" target="_blank"&gt;Will Grayson, Will Grayson&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;, well then, I don't think we can still be friends. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Book source: Best Christmas present ever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Links to Amazon.com may be  affiliate links for the Amazon Associates program. If you buy something through this link, I  may receive a referral fee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/779663208438588679-5882800385411728149?l=lawral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lawral.blogspot.com/feeds/5882800385411728149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=779663208438588679&amp;postID=5882800385411728149' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779663208438588679/posts/default/5882800385411728149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779663208438588679/posts/default/5882800385411728149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lawral.blogspot.com/2011/02/will-grayson-will-grayson.html' title='Will Grayson, Will Grayson'/><author><name>Lawral the Librarian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16145893398291507839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lsHC4jGGKIM/TDNVfH8V1NI/AAAAAAAAAuI/lkn7lssV5xc/S220/IMAG0039a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lsHC4jGGKIM/TUwejFpSebI/AAAAAAAAA94/GzlViffI44c/s72-c/wgwg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-779663208438588679.post-2362557047606040583</id><published>2011-02-02T13:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-02T13:34:47.936-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog news'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='san francisco'/><title type='text'>Elton John</title><content type='html'>I just finished &lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Will-Grayson-John-Green/dp/0525421580?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;tag=lucywasrobbed-20&amp;amp;link_code=btl&amp;amp;camp=213689&amp;amp;creative=392969" target="_blank"&gt;Will Grayson, Will Grayson&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt; (it's awesome! review to come!) which features the production "Tiny Dancer: The Tiny Cooper Story." Now I'm moving on to &lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Hold-Closer-Necromancer-Lish-McBride/dp/0805090983?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;tag=lucywasrobbed-20&amp;amp;link_code=btl&amp;amp;camp=213689&amp;amp;creative=392969" target="_blank"&gt;Hold Me Closer, Necromancer&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's like an Elton John Festival in my head right now, with that one song on repeat. And I just have to share it with you. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/IjHKtdLLhOc?fs=1" width="425"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Sharon and Emy, who I had the supreme pleasure of working with at the Starbucks by Golden Gate Park during the days leading up to San Francisco Pride (twice!): Elton John festivals, even the ones in my head, aren't nearly as fun/painful without you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Links to Amazon.com may be affiliate links for the Amazon Associates program. If you buy something through this link, I may receive a referral fee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/779663208438588679-2362557047606040583?l=lawral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lawral.blogspot.com/feeds/2362557047606040583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=779663208438588679&amp;postID=2362557047606040583' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779663208438588679/posts/default/2362557047606040583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779663208438588679/posts/default/2362557047606040583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lawral.blogspot.com/2011/02/elton-john.html' title='Elton John'/><author><name>Lawral the Librarian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16145893398291507839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lsHC4jGGKIM/TDNVfH8V1NI/AAAAAAAAAuI/lkn7lssV5xc/S220/IMAG0039a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/IjHKtdLLhOc/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-779663208438588679.post-4919042906927521819</id><published>2011-02-01T09:38:00.012-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-01T17:05:58.024-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='YAHF'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='POC challenge'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='POC'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='historical fiction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='middle grade'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='100+'/><title type='text'>Heart of a Samurai - for Tween Tuesday</title><content type='html'>Tween Tuesday was started over at &lt;a href="http://www.greenbeanteenqueen.com/" target="new"&gt;Green Bean Teen Queen&lt;/a&gt; as away to highlight awesome books for the 9-12 yr olds or Tweens. This week's book is: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lsHC4jGGKIM/TUbFrX6VGXI/AAAAAAAAA9c/zvAkwppiAac/s1600/HoaS.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lsHC4jGGKIM/TUbFrX6VGXI/AAAAAAAAA9c/zvAkwppiAac/s1600/HoaS.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;Preus, Margi. &lt;i&gt;Heart of a Samurai: Based on the True Story of Manjiro Nakahama&lt;/i&gt;. New York: Amulet Books, 2010. Print.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;[Book cover credit: &lt;a href="http://www.librarything.com/work/10054143" target="new"&gt;librarything.com/work/10054143&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Awards:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Newberry Honor Book (2011)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Booktalk:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Based on the true story of Manjiro, or John Mung as the Americans called him, &lt;i&gt;Heart of a Samurai&lt;/i&gt; tells the story of the son of a lowly fisherman who, in the course of travelling the world, managed to forge US-Japanese relations and change the course of Japan forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Review:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/0810989816" target="new"&gt;Heart of a Samurai&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt; was a good fit for me, but I knew that going into it. After being shipwrecked right at the opening of the story, Manjiro and his friends are rescued by the John Howland. The John Howland was a whaling vessel. It hunted whales for their blubber, baleen, and the spermaceti in the heads of the especially lucrative sperm whales. The descriptions of the hunting, killing, and butchering of the whales is not overly graphic, but as someone who grew up with an uncle down the street from &lt;a href="http://www.seaworld.com/sandiego/"&gt;Sea World&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp; (back when it was still an educational park rather than the kind of place that has roller coasters) and my own yearly unlimited pass, it was hard for me to read.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But whaling is an important part of this book. It is Manjiro's quick thinking during a kill, along with his ability to quickly pick up the English language, that earned him his American name, John Mung, and a permanent place among the crew. At the end of the John Howland's time at sea, the captain even adopts Manjiro, now John, and raises him as his own, providing him with the best schooling Massachusetts could offer, an apprenticeship, and even his own pony. John's time in Massachusetts is fraught with prejudice. He's certainly not warmly welcomed by the whole of his new community. He faces taunts and bullying, and the captain and his wife even have to change churches twice before finding one that will accept their adopted son.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John's maturity and nobility when dealing with all of this seems to stem from his desire to live up to all that the captain has given him. While this is wonderful and may even be true, I wish that John had more faults that just the propensity to bounce right off his pony. Throughout the book he has fears and hesitations and the story definitely has conflicts, but John Mung never really does. I didn't feel like he was a realistic character who showed growth as a person rather than a historical figure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But my biggest problem with &lt;i&gt;Heart of a Samurai&lt;/i&gt; isn't a problem with the book at all; it's a problem with how it was described to me (and to everyone else on the front cover of the finished copy). Manjiro's life was clearly an adventurous one, but only because it actually happened. This is not an adventure book, and I think we're doing it and its readers a disservice by describing it that way. For an adventure book, it drags in places, like most of John's time in Massachusetts and the various points in his life when he's sitting around waiting to starve to death. The actual "high seas adventures" don't take up a lot of the text. Instead, it's rich with historical details and based on the life of a real mover and shaker in the international politics of the mid-1800s. Don't give this to your adventure lovers. Give it to your history buffs instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Book source: ARC picked up at ALA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;* A historical note at the end of the book has an environmental section that talks about the long-term effects of whaling as portrayed in the book. The suggested reading also lists several books about the industry. These balance out the praising of the whaling industry that goes on in the text, but that still didn't make it any easier for me to read.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Links to Amazon.com may be affiliate links for the Amazon Associates program. If you buy something through this link, I may receive a referral fee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/779663208438588679-4919042906927521819?l=lawral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lawral.blogspot.com/feeds/4919042906927521819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=779663208438588679&amp;postID=4919042906927521819' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779663208438588679/posts/default/4919042906927521819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779663208438588679/posts/default/4919042906927521819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lawral.blogspot.com/2011/02/heart-of-samurai-for-tween-tuesday.html' title='Heart of a Samurai - for Tween Tuesday'/><author><name>Lawral the Librarian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16145893398291507839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lsHC4jGGKIM/TDNVfH8V1NI/AAAAAAAAAuI/lkn7lssV5xc/S220/IMAG0039a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lsHC4jGGKIM/TUbFrX6VGXI/AAAAAAAAA9c/zvAkwppiAac/s72-c/HoaS.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-779663208438588679.post-6523189099919816475</id><published>2011-01-28T09:14:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-28T09:14:00.595-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='creepy twin magic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='YAHF'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='romance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='historical fiction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='magical realism'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='local library challenge'/><title type='text'>Illyria</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lsHC4jGGKIM/TPL84ClydWI/AAAAAAAAA5M/3dQ2EBEJa2I/s1600/illyria.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lsHC4jGGKIM/TPL84ClydWI/AAAAAAAAA5M/3dQ2EBEJa2I/s1600/illyria.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hand, Elizabeth. &lt;i&gt;Illyria.&lt;/i&gt; New York: Viking, 2010. Print.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;[Book cover credit: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.librarything.com/work/2569090" target="new"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;librarything.com/work/2569090&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Awards:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shirley Jackson Award Finalist (Novella, 2007)&lt;br /&gt;World Fantasy Award (Novella, 2008)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Booktalk:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;No one had ever heard of DNA back then, not in my family anyway, and our grasp of genetics was practically nonexistent. But, because our fathers were identical twins, their children had all been told -- warned -- that we were closer than the other cousins.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;"More like stepchildren," said Aunt Dita.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;"Half-brothers and -sisters," my mother corrected her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;"Kissing cousins," said Aunt Roz. That would be the cue for everyone to cast a cold eye upon Rogan and me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;p. 8-9&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Review:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Illyria-Elizabeth-Hand/dp/0670012122?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;tag=lucywasrobbed-20&amp;amp;link_code=btl&amp;amp;camp=213689&amp;amp;creative=392969" target="_blank"&gt;Illyria&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt; feels like it's set in some make-believe world where eccentric aunts never age, miniature theatres come to life, every house has a ghost light, and where Maddy's childhood crush on her cousin Rogan can turn into a not-so-secret love affair. But it's not. Maddy and Rogan's story takes place in a cul-de-sac in a town outside New York City populated by the descendants of a once well-known actress. But that doesn't keep any of the above from being true. Hand just makes it all seem surreal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this not quite a fantasy world, the ick factor of Maddy and Rogan's relationship is missing. There is disapproval from the family and their classmates make fun of them, but their romance is just another (doomed) romance. And it is doomed, right from the beginning, and not just because they're cousins. There is something off about Rogan, something that sets him apart from everyone else, and it's what attracts Maddy to him. It haunts the entire story in the beautiful way that it haunts Maddy. It stays with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I'm not doing this book justice, but that's hard to do with my overwhelming book crush! Seriously, everything about this book is lyrical, magical, gorgeous. But just in case you're interested, here are a few more reviews from:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://blog.schoollibraryjournal.com/teacozy/2010/08/04/review-illyria-by-elizabeth-hand/" target="new"&gt;Liz @ A Chair, A Fireplace &amp;amp; A Tea Cozy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.foreveryoungadult.com/2010/04/27/im-a-going-to-dance-with-my-princess-by-the-light-of-the-magical-moon/" target="new"&gt;Jenny @ Forever Young Adult&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://kidslit.menashalibrary.org/2010/06/07/illyria/" target="new"&gt;Tasha @ Kids Lit (Menasha Public Library)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Book source: Philly Free Library&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Links to Amazon.com may be  affiliate links for the Amazon Associates program. If you buy something through this link, I  may receive a referral fee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/779663208438588679-6523189099919816475?l=lawral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lawral.blogspot.com/feeds/6523189099919816475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=779663208438588679&amp;postID=6523189099919816475' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779663208438588679/posts/default/6523189099919816475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779663208438588679/posts/default/6523189099919816475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lawral.blogspot.com/2011/01/illyria.html' title='Illyria'/><author><name>Lawral the Librarian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16145893398291507839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lsHC4jGGKIM/TDNVfH8V1NI/AAAAAAAAAuI/lkn7lssV5xc/S220/IMAG0039a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lsHC4jGGKIM/TPL84ClydWI/AAAAAAAAA5M/3dQ2EBEJa2I/s72-c/illyria.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-779663208438588679.post-5790928056309270163</id><published>2011-01-26T11:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-26T11:08:31.982-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog news'/><title type='text'>ALA Youth Media Awards</title><content type='html'>Starting with my review of&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://lawral.blogspot.com/2011/01/hereville-for-tween-tuesday.html"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hereville&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;yesterday, I'm going to try to read and review all of the &lt;a href="http://ala.org/ala/newspresscenter/news/pr.cfm?id=6048" target="new"&gt;Youth Media Award winners and honor books&lt;/a&gt; that I can get my hands on. I have enough titles currently in my apartment to last me another couple of weeks including the informational book award winner, &lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Janis-Joplin-Rise-Up-Singing/dp/0810983494?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;tag=lucywasrobbed-20&amp;amp;link_code=btl&amp;amp;camp=213689&amp;amp;creative=392969" target="_blank"&gt;Janis Joplin: Rise Up Singing&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, and the I-know-it's-awesome-already &lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Will-Grayson-John-Green/dp/0525421580?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;tag=lucywasrobbed-20&amp;amp;link_code=btl&amp;amp;camp=213689&amp;amp;creative=392969" target="_blank"&gt;Will Grayson Will Grayson&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also have a fair amount on hold at the library, but those might not get read and reviewed for quite a while as &lt;em&gt;everyone&lt;/em&gt; seems to be in line for the same winners.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, of course, I've already reviewed the Schneider Family Book Award winner, &lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://lawral.blogspot.com/2010/11/five-flavors-of-dumb.html"&gt;Five Flavors of Dumb&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congratulations to all the winner and honor books!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Links to Amazon.com may be affiliate links for the Amazon Associates program. If you buy something through this link, I may receive a referral fee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/779663208438588679-5790928056309270163?l=lawral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lawral.blogspot.com/feeds/5790928056309270163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=779663208438588679&amp;postID=5790928056309270163' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779663208438588679/posts/default/5790928056309270163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779663208438588679/posts/default/5790928056309270163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lawral.blogspot.com/2011/01/ala-youth-media-awards.html' title='ALA Youth Media Awards'/><author><name>Lawral the Librarian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16145893398291507839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lsHC4jGGKIM/TDNVfH8V1NI/AAAAAAAAAuI/lkn7lssV5xc/S220/IMAG0039a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-779663208438588679.post-4007905962400123101</id><published>2011-01-25T08:54:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-25T08:54:00.213-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='graphic novel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fairytale'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fantasy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bullying'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='middle grade'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='100+'/><title type='text'>Hereville - for Tween Tuesday</title><content type='html'>Tween Tuesday was started over at &lt;a href="http://www.greenbeanteenqueen.com/" target="new"&gt;Green Bean Teen Queen&lt;/a&gt; as away to highlight awesome books for the 9-12 yr olds or Tweens. This week's book is: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lsHC4jGGKIM/TTy5BnflBtI/AAAAAAAAA9I/WpyrTPkkOzE/s1600/hereville.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" s5="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lsHC4jGGKIM/TTy5BnflBtI/AAAAAAAAA9I/WpyrTPkkOzE/s1600/hereville.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;Deutsch, Barry. &lt;i&gt;Hereville: How Mirka Got Her Sword&lt;/i&gt;. New York: Amulet Books, 2010. Print. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;[Book cover credit: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.librarything.com/work/8463290" target="new"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;librarything.com/work/8463290&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border: medium none;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Awards:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border: medium none;"&gt;Sydney Taylor Book Award for&amp;nbsp;Older Readers (2011)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Booktalk:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mirka is what some may call a willful child. She skips classes, doesn't care about her reputation, and is quickly learning her step-mother's art of turning any argument in her favor, regardless of logic. She also wants to be a dragon-slaying hero. With a new witch living in the woods surrounding &lt;i&gt;Hereville&lt;/i&gt;, it looks like her dreams may come true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Review:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not a big graphic novel reader;&amp;nbsp;I&amp;nbsp;can usually live with or without them.&amp;nbsp;When you spend a whole book just reading the text and having to remind yourself to pay attention to the pictures, it takes some of the fun out of the experience. That was not the case here. Deutsch's illustrations and text compliment each other beautifully, speeding things up in suspenseful moments and slowing things down when&amp;nbsp;Mirka is doing the same. Part of this may be due to the subdued colors (most of the book is in shades of tan, with nighttime scenes in blues and purples) which allow the text and images to blend well together. But I think the real reason I was able to get into this in a way that rarely happens for me with graphic novels is that it's &lt;a href="http://www.hereville.com/webcomic/" target="new"&gt;based on a comic&lt;/a&gt;, and you can tell. Deutsch makes the text part of the picture (check out page 8 in this &lt;a href="http://www.hereville.com/hereville_preview.html" target="new"&gt;preview of the book&lt;/a&gt;). It's not all POWs like in a superhero comic, but it's all still integrated, making it very easy to read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mirka lives with her father, step-mother, brother and 7(!) sisters in &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Hereville-How-Mirka-Got-Sword/dp/0810984229?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;tag=lucywasrobbed-20&amp;amp;link_code=btl&amp;amp;camp=213689&amp;amp;creative=392969" target="_blank"&gt;Hereville&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;, an insular Orthodox Jewish community. Throughout the book there are some things about Orthodox life that are explained to the reader, such as the importance of the Shabbos and the differences between rebel, pious, and popular Orthodox girls. Yiddish words used in the text are also defined in footnotes on each applicable page. Still, for the most part, Deutsch forgoes the explanations of or about the Orthodox faith or lifestyle and instead shows&amp;nbsp;them in action through Mirka. For example, she never hits the older boys who are bullying her brother with her hands, but with sticks and rocks (it's warranted and not violent). Later one warns her that the rules forbidding unmarried people of the opposite sex to touch each other will not save her from retribution (p68).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But rather than being a book all about an Orthodox Jewish girl, &lt;i&gt;Hereville&lt;/i&gt; is primarily a book about a young girl&amp;nbsp;who wants to slay dragons and meets a witch. Mirka's encounters with the witch (and her pig and the troll) are satisfyingly creepy without being too scary, and&amp;nbsp;Mirka's over the top bravery and rash judgement fail her a couple of times. She has fights with her siblings, she sticks up for her little brother, she bonds with her step-mother. Mirka is just a normal girl with some adventurous dreams and aspirations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just for extra fun, here is &lt;a href="http://www.hereville.com/webcomic/?p=48" target="new"&gt;my favorite page&lt;/a&gt; as shown in the original web comic. It perfectly showcases the art of the argument that Mirka is soaking up from her step-mother. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Book source: This was a wonderful Christmas present!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Links to Amazon.com may be affiliate links for the Amazon Associates program. If you buy something through this link, I may receive a referral fee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/779663208438588679-4007905962400123101?l=lawral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lawral.blogspot.com/feeds/4007905962400123101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=779663208438588679&amp;postID=4007905962400123101' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779663208438588679/posts/default/4007905962400123101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779663208438588679/posts/default/4007905962400123101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lawral.blogspot.com/2011/01/hereville-for-tween-tuesday.html' title='Hereville - for Tween Tuesday'/><author><name>Lawral the Librarian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16145893398291507839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lsHC4jGGKIM/TDNVfH8V1NI/AAAAAAAAAuI/lkn7lssV5xc/S220/IMAG0039a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lsHC4jGGKIM/TTy5BnflBtI/AAAAAAAAA9I/WpyrTPkkOzE/s72-c/hereville.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-779663208438588679.post-5497779375916391186</id><published>2011-01-22T10:00:00.012-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-23T14:10:06.586-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='realistic fiction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='death'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='POC challenge'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='POC'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bullying'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='100+'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='finding yourself'/><title type='text'>Princess of Las Pulgas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lsHC4jGGKIM/TTrx94NEE-I/AAAAAAAAA88/gPBlMoRPW5g/s1600/PoLP.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lsHC4jGGKIM/TTrx94NEE-I/AAAAAAAAA88/gPBlMoRPW5g/s1600/PoLP.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;McKenzie, C. Lee. &lt;i&gt;The Princess of Las Pulgas&lt;/i&gt;. Lodi, NJ: Westside Books, 2010. Print.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;[Book cover credit: &lt;a href="http://librarything.com/work/10735832" target="new"&gt;librarything.com/work/10735832&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Booktalk:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the death of her father, Carlie's mom has to sell the beach-front home that Carlie and her brother grew up in and move the family to low-income Las Pulgas, literally The Fleas. Carlie is unwilling to fit in with the kids at her new high school, embarrassed to let her old friends see her new reduced circumstances, and unable to hold a real conversation with her mom or her brother. Even her cat runs away leaving Carlie completely alone. The only thing she has left are the memories of her father's advice in her head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Review:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poor Carlie. After watching her father slowly die of cancer, a move across town might seem trivial; upsetting, but trivial. Fights with her mom, not getting asked out, rude neighbors, or a "pushy" English teacher (in the Tina Fey &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Girls-Special-Collectors-Lindsay-Lohan/dp/B0002IQJ8W?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;tag=lucywasrobbed-20&amp;amp;link_code=btl&amp;amp;camp=213689&amp;amp;creative=392969" target="_blank"&gt;Mean Girls&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt; way) might also seem trivial. But all together? Carlie is helplessly watching her life fall apart around her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carlie's main problem with her new life in Las Pulgas is all the "poor people," as she sees them. Almost everything she dislikes about the people around her can be attributed to, in Carlie's mind, the fact that they are poor, or at least more poor and classless than the people she new in Channing. Even though Carlie and her family are in Las Pulgas because of financial problems, she doesn't see anything that she could have in common with her new neighbors and classmates. She puts on a tough front, but it's pretty obvious (to everyone) that she's just scared. McKenzie portrayed this beautifully. Even though we see the whole thing from Carlie's point of view, we can see (though Carlie cannot) that the people she interacts with in Las Pulgas can see that she's just trying to make it through without ever trying to fit in. She holds herself apart both because she feels she's better than those around her and also because the kids at her high school terrify her, something they pick up on all too easily. Eventually she makes a couple friends, but there is no Big Lesson about class consciousness. ::sigh of relief::&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And through all of this growing and learning on Carlie's part, there are play rehearsals. The junior class is putting on &lt;i&gt;Othello&lt;/i&gt;, and Carlie has been cast, against her will, as Desdemona. Opposite smokin' hot Juan. And Juan, very sweetly, refuses to take Carlie's crap. He calls her out on her assumptions about her classmates and about him. He drives her nuts (in good and bad ways), but he also protects her from some of her other, scarier, problems at Las Pulgas High.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For a while, this pile-up of problems distracts Carlie from the pain of losing her father. It's not as though she forgets about him or even stops being sad. She's just dealing with all of this other things first. But her father's advice keeps sounding in her head telling her to be strong, something she doesn't know if she can do anymore. When she finally faces her feelings about her father (with the help the scene in which Desdemona must say goodbye to her father), it is so real. &lt;b&gt;Spoiler:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;span style="color: #d9ead3;"&gt;And I love that she is mad at him for dying at the same time that she feels guilty for wanting him to die in order to end his pain. Anger towards a deceased love one, simply because they're gone, is something that is not shown all that often, though it is somewhat normal. Carlie doesn't rage against God, she rages against her father in the course of her grief.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;The Princess of Las Pulgas&lt;/i&gt; is an honest look at how Carlie deals with huge upheavals in her life, both a huge change of lifestyle and the death of her father. It still manages to be a suspenseful, romantic, and uplifting read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Princess-Las-Pulgas-Lee-McKenzie/dp/1934813443?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;tag=lucywasrobbed-20&amp;amp;link_code=btl&amp;amp;camp=213689&amp;amp;creative=392969" target="_blank"&gt;The Princess of Las Pulgas&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt; is available for purchase now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Book source: ARC provided by the publisher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Links to Amazon.com may be affiliate links for the Amazon Associates program. If you buy something through this link, I may receive a referral fee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/779663208438588679-5497779375916391186?l=lawral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lawral.blogspot.com/feeds/5497779375916391186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=779663208438588679&amp;postID=5497779375916391186' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779663208438588679/posts/default/5497779375916391186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779663208438588679/posts/default/5497779375916391186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lawral.blogspot.com/2011/01/princess-of-las-pulgas.html' title='Princess of Las Pulgas'/><author><name>Lawral the Librarian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16145893398291507839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lsHC4jGGKIM/TDNVfH8V1NI/AAAAAAAAAuI/lkn7lssV5xc/S220/IMAG0039a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lsHC4jGGKIM/TTrx94NEE-I/AAAAAAAAA88/gPBlMoRPW5g/s72-c/PoLP.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-779663208438588679.post-1066922037865459635</id><published>2011-01-18T10:08:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-18T10:14:45.137-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='off the shelf'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fantasy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bullying'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='middle grade'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='100+'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='finding yourself'/><title type='text'>The Girl Who Could Fly for Tween Tuesday</title><content type='html'>Tween Tuesday was started over at &lt;a href="http://www.greenbeanteenqueen.com/" target="new"&gt;Green Bean Teen Queen&lt;/a&gt;  as away to highlight awesome books for the 9-12 yr olds or Tweens. This week's book is:&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lsHC4jGGKIM/TTOJIgh4eII/AAAAAAAAA8I/EazZZSorXQI/s1600/tgwcf.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" n4="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lsHC4jGGKIM/TTOJIgh4eII/AAAAAAAAA8I/EazZZSorXQI/s1600/tgwcf.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;Forester, Victoria. &lt;i&gt;The Girl Who Could Fly&lt;/i&gt;. New York: Square Fish - Feiwel and Friends, 2010. Print.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;[Book cover credit: &lt;a href="http://www.librarything.com/work/4147503"&gt;librarything.com/work/4147503&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Booktalk:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"I'm a flier," she whispered and felt a strong sense of relief and pride. It felt so natural to be in a sky full of clouds and have birds flying past. Like a homecoming. She also noticed that flying up high made all of the things she left behind on the ground seem not as important. They were so small, after all, and the sky was so big.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;p. 24&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;But things on the ground have a way of catching up with Piper McCloud. Eventually her special talents land Piper a spot in the prestigious, yet unheard of, I.N.S.A.N.E.. And even though Piper is exceptional and anything but normal, she goes to the Institute of Normalcy, Stability, And NonExceptionality in the hope that she'll finally have a place where she can be a flier and still fit in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Review:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you can't tell from the above quote, &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Girl-Who-Could-Fly/dp/0312602383?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;tag=lucywasrobbed-20&amp;amp;link_code=btl&amp;amp;camp=213689&amp;amp;creative=392969" target="_blank"&gt;The Girl Who Could Fly&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt; is a beautifully written book about an introspective girl. Except that this introspective girl also has a bit of a temper, an inability to lie convincingly, and the bad habit of sticking up for what is right even when it has the potential to ruin her. I loved reading this book. Piper's adventures at I.N.S.A.N.E. were both the normal kinds of things a young girl who has never been allowed to attend school might have (if you've never seen a bully, how do you react to a mega-bully in a mixed-age classroom?) and the kinds of things that you'd expect to happen at a school for kids with superhero abilities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before things go south at I.N.S.A.N.E., Piper is the poster child for doing what she's told and standing up to bullies, or kids who like to electrocute littler kids, just as an example. Having grown up on a farm with only her parents for company, Piper is in many ways older than her 10 years. This might be a problem for some readers, especially when Piper waxes poetic about how they should all have goals in life and take the hard road as long as it's the right one. But Piper is just so genuine that I couldn't manage to be bothered by it. Her conviction (some might call it stubbornness at times) comes through the page, and it's easy to see how the other kids can go along with her, even when they think she's a little odd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unlike similar books, TGWCF has some more fantasy to it. Each of  the kids at I.N.S.A.N.E. has some kind of special ability, each of which  is important to the story and important to their plans. Other than  their abilities (and little bits of backstory), many of the other kids are pretty one-dimensional. Still,  Piper manages to make friends, and those friends are fully realized  characters. This book definitely has a lot of precocious kid elements to it, especially when the kids all start working together. I think it will be a good fit for fans of the Lemony Snicket books or &lt;a href="http://lawral.blogspot.com/2010/09/kneebone-boy-for-tween-tuesday.html"&gt;&lt;i&gt;The Kneebone Boy&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Book source: I bought it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Links to Amazon.com may be  affiliate links for the Amazon Associates program. If you buy something through this link, I  may receive a referral fee.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/779663208438588679-1066922037865459635?l=lawral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lawral.blogspot.com/feeds/1066922037865459635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=779663208438588679&amp;postID=1066922037865459635' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779663208438588679/posts/default/1066922037865459635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779663208438588679/posts/default/1066922037865459635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lawral.blogspot.com/2011/01/girl-who-could-fly-for-tween-tuesday.html' title='The Girl Who Could Fly for Tween Tuesday'/><author><name>Lawral the Librarian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16145893398291507839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lsHC4jGGKIM/TDNVfH8V1NI/AAAAAAAAAuI/lkn7lssV5xc/S220/IMAG0039a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lsHC4jGGKIM/TTOJIgh4eII/AAAAAAAAA8I/EazZZSorXQI/s72-c/tgwcf.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-779663208438588679.post-8740586663997394763</id><published>2011-01-16T17:55:00.034-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-04T19:34:11.328-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prepare to be shocked'/><title type='text'>Prepare to be Shocked 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lsHC4jGGKIM/TTN2iFesbqI/AAAAAAAAA8E/F2R8OZgOwrs/s1600/prepare+to+be+shocked.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lsHC4jGGKIM/TTN2iFesbqI/AAAAAAAAA8E/F2R8OZgOwrs/s1600/prepare+to+be+shocked.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bibliophilebythesea.blogspot.com/2011/01/prepared-to-be-shocked-2011.html"&gt;http://bibliophilebythesea.blogspot.com/2011/01/prepared-to-be-shocked-2011.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I partially participated in this challenge &lt;a href="http://lawral.blogspot.com/2010/01/prepare-to-be-shocked.html"&gt;last year&lt;/a&gt;, and I think that the thought of admitting to every single book I purchased really did slow down by book buying sprees. This year I'm going to try to be brave and admit to how much money I'm spending on books as well. Thank goodness the girlfriend rarely reads my blog...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;﻿Again, for my own piece of mind, I'm keeping track of how many of the books I  buy I actually manage to read within the year. The green (linked) titles have been read and  reviewed here. The purple titles have been read but will not be  reviewed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i&gt;The Rapture of Canaan&lt;/i&gt; by Shery Reynolds - $3.99&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i&gt;Consequences&lt;/i&gt; by Penelope Lively - $3.99&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i&gt;Mrs. Astor Regrets&lt;/i&gt; by Meryl Gordon - $3.99&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i&gt;American Rose: A Nation Laid Bare: The Life and Times of Gypsy Rose Lee&lt;/i&gt; by Karen Abbott - $16.99&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i&gt;The Collected Stories of Benedict Kiely&lt;/i&gt; by Benedict Kiely - $12.99&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i&gt;A Tree Grows in Brooklyn&lt;/i&gt; by Betty Smith - $5 (1st edition!!!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i&gt;By These Ten Bones&lt;/i&gt; by Clare B. Dunkle - $5.39&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; &lt;i&gt;Fallen Grace&lt;/i&gt; by Mary Hooper - $8.06&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i&gt;So Shelly&lt;/i&gt; by Ty Roth - $13.13&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i&gt;Arcadia Falls: A Novel&lt;/i&gt; by Carol Goodman - $12.00&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i&gt;Watermark: A Novel of the Middle Ages&lt;/i&gt; by Vanitha Sankaran - $12.00&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i&gt;What Alice Knew: A Most Curious Tale of Henry James &amp;amp; Jack the Ripper&lt;/i&gt; by Paula Marantz Cohen - $8.99&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; &lt;i&gt;A Novel Bookstore&lt;/i&gt; by Laurence Cosse and translated by Alison Anderson - $9.00&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i&gt;Snakewoman of Little Egypt: A Novel&lt;/i&gt; by Robert Hellenga - $15.00&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i&gt;13 Rue Therese: A Novel&lt;/i&gt; by Elena Mauli Shapiro - $14.39&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Other Girls: A Novel&lt;/i&gt; by Diane Ayres - $10.50&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i&gt;The Iron Witch&lt;/i&gt; by Karen Mahoney - $7.96&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i&gt;Plain Kate&lt;/i&gt; by Erin Bow - $12.59&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i&gt;The Water Wars&lt;/i&gt; by Cameron Stracher - $11.89&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i&gt;Darkness Becomes Her&lt;/i&gt; by Kelly Keaton - $11.89&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i&gt;Reckless&lt;/i&gt; by Cornelia Funke - $13.99&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i&gt;Behemoth&lt;/i&gt; by Scott Westerfeld - $13.29&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;An Apple Harvest: Recipes and Orchard Lore&lt;/i&gt; by Frank Browning &amp;amp; Sharon Silva - $11.89&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Stocking Up: The Third Edition of the Classic Preserving Guide&lt;/i&gt; by Carol Hupping and the Staff of the Rodale Food Center - $15.40&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Water for Elephants&lt;/i&gt; by Sara Gruen - $1.80&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; &lt;i&gt;Before You Suffocate Your Own Fool Self&lt;/i&gt; by Danielle Evans - $10&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i&gt;Dark Water&lt;/i&gt; by Laura McNeal - $10&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i&gt;32 Candles: A Novel&lt;/i&gt; by Ernessa T. Carter - $10&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i&gt;Pegasus&lt;/i&gt; by Robin McKinley - $10&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ice Princess: A Novel&lt;/i&gt; by Camilla Lackberg - $10&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i&gt;Beyond the Pale&lt;/i&gt; by Elana Dykewoman - $4&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i&gt;The Girl Who Cicumnavigated Fairyland in a Ship of Her Own Making&lt;/i&gt; by Catherynne M. Valente - $15.29&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Game of Thrones&lt;/i&gt; by George R. R. Martin - $8.09&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i&gt;Beauty Queen&lt;/i&gt;s&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;by Libba Bray $17.09&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; &lt;i&gt;Hero: A Novel&lt;/i&gt; by Perry Moore $8.09&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i&gt;An Abundance of Katherines&lt;/i&gt; by John Green $8.09&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i&gt;Extras&lt;/i&gt; by Scott Westerfeld $6.99&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i&gt;Huntress&lt;/i&gt; by Malinda Lo $12.59&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i&gt;The Girl with the Silver Eyes&lt;/i&gt; by Willo Davis Roberts $5.99&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i&gt;Miss Peregrine's Home for Peculiar Children&lt;/i&gt; by Ransom Riggs $16.91&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i&gt;When the Stars Go Blue: A Novel&lt;/i&gt; by Caridad Ferrer $7.49&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i&gt;Dangerous Angels: The Weetzie Bat Books&lt;/i&gt; (!) by Francesca Lia Block $7.49&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i&gt;Siren&lt;/i&gt; by Tricia Rayburn $6.74&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i&gt;For the Relief of Unbearable Urges: Stories &lt;/i&gt;by Nathan Englander $10.50&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i&gt;Dismantled: A Novel&lt;/i&gt; by Jennifer McMahon $10.49&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i&gt;Don't Breathe a Word: A Novel&lt;/i&gt; by Jennifer McMahon $11.24&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i&gt;Five Quarters of the Orange: A Novel&lt;/i&gt; by Joanne Harris $10.49&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i&gt;The Borrower: A Novel&lt;/i&gt; by Rebecca Makkai $18.17&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i&gt;A Storm of Swords&lt;/i&gt; by George R.R. Martin $6.74&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i&gt;The Glass Room: A Novel&lt;/i&gt; by Simon Mawer $10.46&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i&gt;Anthropology of an American Girl: A Novel&lt;/i&gt; by Hilary Thayer Hamann $11.20&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i&gt;The Little Stranger&lt;/i&gt; by Sarah Waters $11.20&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i style="color: purple;"&gt;Brave New Knits&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt; by Julie Turjoman $17.24&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i&gt;Girl in Motion&lt;/i&gt; by Miriam Wenger-Landis $8.57&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i&gt;Bunheads&lt;/i&gt; by Sophie Flack $10.21&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i&gt;Beautiful Days&lt;/i&gt; by Anna Godbersen $10.21&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i&gt;Audition&lt;/i&gt; by Stasia Ward Kehoe $11.14&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i&gt;A Monster Calls&lt;/i&gt; by Patrick Ness, inspired by Siobhan Dowd $15.29&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i&gt;The Enchanted Castle&lt;/i&gt; and&lt;i&gt; Five Children and It&lt;/i&gt; by Edith Nesbit $8.95&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; &lt;i&gt;The Phantom of the Opera&lt;/i&gt; by Gaston Leroux $6.95&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i&gt;A Feast for Crows&lt;/i&gt; by George R.R. Martin $5.79&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i&gt;Beautiful Chaos&lt;/i&gt; by Kami Garcia and Margaret Stohl $12.99&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i&gt;You Are My Only&lt;/i&gt; by Beth Kephart $16.99 &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Totals:&lt;br /&gt;63 books&lt;br /&gt;$665.78 - oops&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/779663208438588679-8740586663997394763?l=lawral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lawral.blogspot.com/feeds/8740586663997394763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=779663208438588679&amp;postID=8740586663997394763' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779663208438588679/posts/default/8740586663997394763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779663208438588679/posts/default/8740586663997394763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lawral.blogspot.com/2011/01/prepare-to-be-shocked-2011.html' title='Prepare to be Shocked 2011'/><author><name>Lawral the Librarian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16145893398291507839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lsHC4jGGKIM/TDNVfH8V1NI/AAAAAAAAAuI/lkn7lssV5xc/S220/IMAG0039a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lsHC4jGGKIM/TTN2iFesbqI/AAAAAAAAA8E/F2R8OZgOwrs/s72-c/prepare+to+be+shocked.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-779663208438588679.post-3635094697632651152</id><published>2011-01-16T17:47:00.039-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-20T21:54:48.189-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='100+'/><title type='text'>100+ Book Challenge</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lsHC4jGGKIM/TTN1LxYlwhI/AAAAAAAAA8A/nsInofXOioA/s1600/100main.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lsHC4jGGKIM/TTN1LxYlwhI/AAAAAAAAA8A/nsInofXOioA/s1600/100main.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://myoverstuffedbookshelf.blogspot.com/2010/12/100-reading-challenge.html"&gt;http://myoverstuffedbookshelf.blogspot.com/2010/12/100-reading-challenge.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;This is another challenge that I think I'll probably be able to ace...as long as I keep track of the books I don't manage to review.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Rebels of Ireland&lt;/i&gt; by Edward Rutherfurd&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lawral.blogspot.com/2011/01/girl-who-could-fly-for-tween-tuesday.html"&gt;&lt;i&gt;The Girl Who Could Fly&lt;/i&gt; by Victoria Forester&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;The Lady's Slipper&lt;/i&gt; by Deborah Swift&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lawral.blogspot.com/2011/01/princess-of-las-pulgas.html"&gt;&lt;i&gt;The Princess of Las Pulgas&lt;/i&gt; by C. Lee McKenzie&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lawral.blogspot.com/2011/01/hereville-for-tween-tuesday.html"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Hereville: How Mirka Got Her Sword&lt;/i&gt; by Barry Deutsch&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://lawral.blogspot.com/2011/02/heart-of-samurai-for-tween-tuesday.html"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Heart of a Samurai&lt;/i&gt; by Margi Preus&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://lawral.blogspot.com/2011/02/janis-joplin-rise-up-singing-for.html"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Janis Joplin: Rise Up Singing&lt;/i&gt; by Ann Angel&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://lawral.blogspot.com/2011/02/will-grayson-will-grayson.html"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Will Grayson, Will Grayson&lt;/i&gt; by John Green and David Levithan&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://lawral.blogspot.com/2011/02/hush.html"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Hush&lt;/i&gt; by Eishes Chayil&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://lawral.blogspot.com/2011/02/hold-me-closer-necromancer.html"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Hold Me Closer, Necromancer&lt;/i&gt; by Lish McBride&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i&gt;We Have Always Lived in the Castle&lt;/i&gt; by Shirley Jackson&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://lawral.blogspot.com/2011/02/nothing.html"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Nothing&lt;/i&gt; by Janne Teller&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://lawral.blogspot.com/2011/02/between-shades-of-gray.html"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Between Shades of Gray &lt;/i&gt;by Ruth Sepetys&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://lawral.blogspot.com/2011/02/i-am-j.html"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I Am J&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;by Cris Beam&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://lawral.blogspot.com/2011/03/house-you-pass-on-way.html"&gt;&lt;i&gt;The House You Pass on the Way &lt;/i&gt;by Jacqueline Woodson&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://lawral.blogspot.com/2011/03/one-crazy-summer.html"&gt;&lt;i&gt;One Crazy Summer&lt;/i&gt; by Rita Williams-Garcia&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://lawral.blogspot.com/2011/03/ship-breaker.html"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ship Breaker&lt;/i&gt; by Paolo Bacigalupi&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://lawral.blogspot.com/2011/03/vast-fields-of-ordinary.html"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Vast Fields of Ordinary&lt;/i&gt; by Nick Burd&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ireland&lt;/i&gt; by Frank Delaney&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://lawral.blogspot.com/2011/03/please-ignore-vera-dietz.html"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Please Ignore Vera Dietz&lt;/i&gt; by A.S.King&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://lawral.blogspot.com/2011/04/scribbling-women-for-nonfiction-monday.html"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Scribbling Women": True Tales from Astonishing Lives&lt;/i&gt; by Marthe Jocelyn&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i&gt;Life Among the Savages&lt;/i&gt; by Shirley Jackson&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://lawral.blogspot.com/2011/04/lost-saint.html"&gt;&lt;i&gt;The Lost Saint&lt;/i&gt; by Bree Despain&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://lawral.blogspot.com/2011/04/guardian-of-dead.html"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span id="goog_95675169"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Guardian of the Dead&lt;/i&gt; by Karen Healey&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://lawral.blogspot.com/2011/04/instruments-of-darkness.html"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Instruments of Darkness&lt;/i&gt; by Imogen Robertson&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i&gt;Water for Elephants&lt;/i&gt; by Sara Gruen&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://lawral.blogspot.com/2011/05/open-wounds.html"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Open Wounds&lt;/i&gt; by Joe Lunievicz&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://lawral.blogspot.com/2011/05/boy-from-ilysies.html"&gt;&lt;i&gt;The Boy from Ilysies&lt;/i&gt; by Pearl North&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://lawral.blogspot.com/2011/05/under-green-hill-for-tween-tuesday.html"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Under the Green Hill&amp;nbsp; &lt;/i&gt;by Laura Sullivan&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://lawral.blogspot.com/2011/05/spinning-out.html"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Spinning Out&lt;/i&gt; by Dave Stahler, Jr.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://lawral.blogspot.com/2011/05/ballad-gathering-of-faerie.html"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ballad: A Gathering of Faerie&lt;/i&gt; by Maggie Stiefvater &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://lawral.blogspot.com/2011/06/midnight-palace.html"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1308894862"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;The Midnight Palace&lt;/i&gt; by Carlos Ruiz Zafon&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i&gt;Academically Adrift: Limited Learning on College Campuses&lt;/i&gt; by Richard Arum (depressing) &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://lawral.blogspot.com/2011/06/twisted-thread.html"&gt;&lt;i&gt;The Twisted Thread&lt;/i&gt; by Charlotte Bacon&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i&gt;Deathless&lt;/i&gt; by Catherynne Valente&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i&gt;Madapple&lt;/i&gt; by Christina Meldrum&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://lawral.blogspot.com/2011/06/dead-rules.html"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Dead Rules &lt;/i&gt;by Randy Russell&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://lawral.blogspot.com/2011/06/falling-for-hamlet.html"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Falling for Hamlet&lt;/i&gt; by Michelle Ray&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://lawral.blogspot.com/2011/07/chime.html"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Chime&lt;/i&gt; by Franny Billingsley&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://lawral.blogspot.com/2011/07/threads-and-flames.html"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Threads and Flames&lt;/i&gt; by Esther Friesner&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i&gt;The Things We Cherished&lt;/i&gt; by Pam Jenoff&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i&gt;Making Girls into Women: American Women's Writing and the Rise of Lesbian Identity&lt;/i&gt; by Kathryn R. Kent&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://lawral.blogspot.com/2011/07/lost-art-of-reading.html"&gt;&lt;i&gt;The Lost Art of Reading: Why Books Matter in a Distracted Time&lt;/i&gt; by David L. Ulin&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://lawral.blogspot.com/2011/07/almost-perfect.html"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Almost Perfect&lt;/i&gt; by Brian Katcher&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i&gt;A Game of Thrones&lt;/i&gt; by George R.R. Martin&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i&gt;The Wind Shifts: New Latino Poetry&lt;/i&gt; edited by Francisco Aragon&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i&gt;A Clash of Kings&lt;/i&gt; by George R.R. Martin&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i&gt;Rotters&lt;/i&gt; by Daniel Kraus&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://lawral.blogspot.com/2011/08/dark-parties.html"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Dark Parties&lt;/i&gt; by Sara Grant&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://lawral.blogspot.com/2011/09/texas-gothic.html"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Texas Gothic&lt;/i&gt; by Rosemary Clement-Moore&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i&gt;Who Will Run the Frog Hospital&lt;/i&gt; by Lorrie Moore&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i&gt;Bright Young Things&lt;/i&gt; by Anna Godbersen&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i&gt;Beautiful Creatures&lt;/i&gt; by Kami Garcia and Margaret Stohl&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i&gt;Brigid of Kildare&lt;/i&gt; by Heather Terrell&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://lawral.blogspot.com/2011/09/all-good-children.html"&gt;&lt;i&gt;All Good Children&lt;/i&gt; by Catherine Austen&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i&gt;Foundling&lt;/i&gt; by D.M. Cornish&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://lawral.blogspot.com/2011/10/darwen-arkwright.html"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Darwen Arkwright and the Peregrine Pact&lt;/i&gt; by A.J. Hartley&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i&gt;Moloka'i&lt;/i&gt; by Alan Brennert&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i&gt;South of Broad&lt;/i&gt; by Pat Conroy&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://lawral.blogspot.com/2011/10/sisters-red.html"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Sisters Red&lt;/i&gt; by Jackson Pearce&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;span id="goog_95675170"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/779663208438588679-3635094697632651152?l=lawral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lawral.blogspot.com/feeds/3635094697632651152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=779663208438588679&amp;postID=3635094697632651152' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779663208438588679/posts/default/3635094697632651152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779663208438588679/posts/default/3635094697632651152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lawral.blogspot.com/2011/01/100-book-challenge.html' title='100+ Book Challenge'/><author><name>Lawral the Librarian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16145893398291507839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lsHC4jGGKIM/TDNVfH8V1NI/AAAAAAAAAuI/lkn7lssV5xc/S220/IMAG0039a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lsHC4jGGKIM/TTN1LxYlwhI/AAAAAAAAA8A/nsInofXOioA/s72-c/100main.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-779663208438588679.post-4846836547959857602</id><published>2011-01-16T17:45:00.016-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-15T15:41:46.571-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='local library challenge'/><title type='text'>Local Library Challenge 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lsHC4jGGKIM/TTN0CpW3ahI/AAAAAAAAA78/m0gi4dALyrs/s1600/llc.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lsHC4jGGKIM/TTN0CpW3ahI/AAAAAAAAA78/m0gi4dALyrs/s1600/llc.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://thebookjunkiesbookshelf.blogspot.com/2010/12/2011-support-your-local-library.html"&gt;http://thebookjunkiesbookshelf.blogspot.com/2010/12/2011-support-your-local-library.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so glad someone has stepped up to host this challenge, as it is one that I (usually) manage to finish with flying colors! This year I'm, again, aiming for 50 books - Jumbo Size. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://lawral.blogspot.com/2011/01/illyria.html"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Illyria&lt;/i&gt; by Elizabeth Hand&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://lawral.blogspot.com/2011/02/hold-me-closer-necromancer.html"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Hold Me Closer, Necromancer&lt;/i&gt; by Lish McBride&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i&gt;We Have Always Lived in the Castle&lt;/i&gt; by Shirley Jackson&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://lawral.blogspot.com/2011/02/nothing.html"&gt;Nothing&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;a href="http://lawral.blogspot.com/2011/02/nothing.html"&gt; by Janne Teller&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://lawral.blogspot.com/2011/03/house-you-pass-on-way.html"&gt;&lt;i&gt;The House You Pass on the Way&lt;/i&gt; by Jacqueline Woodson&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://lawral.blogspot.com/2011/03/one-crazy-summer.html"&gt;&lt;i&gt;One Crazy Summer&lt;/i&gt; by Rita Williams-Garcia&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://lawral.blogspot.com/2011/03/ship-breaker.html"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ship Breaker&lt;/i&gt; by Paolo Bacigalupi&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://lawral.blogspot.com/2011/03/please-ignore-vera-dietz.html"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Please Ignore Vera Dietz&lt;/i&gt; by A.S.King&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i&gt;Life Among the Savages&lt;/i&gt; by Shirley Jackson (hilariously wonderful autobiography)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://lawral.blogspot.com/2011/04/lost-saint.html"&gt;&lt;i&gt;The Lost Saint&lt;/i&gt; by Bree Despain&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://lawral.blogspot.com/2011/04/guardian-of-dead.html"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Guardian of the Dead&lt;/i&gt; by Karen Healey&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://lawral.blogspot.com/2011/05/boy-from-ilysies.html"&gt;&lt;i&gt;The Boy from Ilysies&lt;/i&gt; by Pearl North&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://lawral.blogspot.com/2011/05/ballad-gathering-of-faerie.html"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ballad: A Gathering of Faerie&lt;/i&gt; by Maggie Stiefvater&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i&gt;Deathless &lt;/i&gt;by Catherynne Valente&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i&gt;Madapple&lt;/i&gt; by Christina Meldrum&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://lawral.blogspot.com/2011/07/chime.html"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Chime&lt;/i&gt; by Franny Billingsley&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://lawral.blogspot.com/2011/07/threads-and-flames.html"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Threads and Flames&lt;/i&gt; by Esther Friesner&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://lawral.blogspot.com/2011/07/almost-perfect.html"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Almost Perfect&lt;/i&gt; by Brian Katcher&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://lawral.blogspot.com/2011/09/texas-gothic.html"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Texas Gothic&lt;/i&gt; by Rosemary Clement-Moore&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/779663208438588679-4846836547959857602?l=lawral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lawral.blogspot.com/feeds/4846836547959857602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=779663208438588679&amp;postID=4846836547959857602' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779663208438588679/posts/default/4846836547959857602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779663208438588679/posts/default/4846836547959857602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lawral.blogspot.com/2011/01/local-library-challenge-2011.html' title='Local Library Challenge 2011'/><author><name>Lawral the Librarian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16145893398291507839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lsHC4jGGKIM/TDNVfH8V1NI/AAAAAAAAAuI/lkn7lssV5xc/S220/IMAG0039a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lsHC4jGGKIM/TTN0CpW3ahI/AAAAAAAAA78/m0gi4dALyrs/s72-c/llc.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-779663208438588679.post-1966729846362592220</id><published>2011-01-16T17:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-16T17:32:58.322-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog news'/><title type='text'>Happy New Year</title><content type='html'>I know I'm a little late, but I have a good reason! Upon returning to work after Christmas break, I was pulled into the boss's office and given a (possibly temporary, but still awesome) promotion! I'm now working full-time, which is a huge relief and will keep me from needing a second part-time gig. But I'm also dealing with a kind of steep learning curve in a few areas, in addition to plain not knowing where things are or what I'm supposed to be doing. It's been an exciting but kind of stressful first week back. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still, I'm sorry to have neglected things here (and during the &lt;a href="http://www.motherreader.com/2011/01/comment-challenge-2011.html" target="new"&gt;comment challenge&lt;/a&gt; to boot!). I'll be back to regularly blogging (and hopefully commenting!) with this week's Tween Tuesday post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for sticking around, and I hope your year's are starting on an upswing as well!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/779663208438588679-1966729846362592220?l=lawral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lawral.blogspot.com/feeds/1966729846362592220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=779663208438588679&amp;postID=1966729846362592220' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779663208438588679/posts/default/1966729846362592220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779663208438588679/posts/default/1966729846362592220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lawral.blogspot.com/2011/01/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy New Year'/><author><name>Lawral the Librarian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16145893398291507839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lsHC4jGGKIM/TDNVfH8V1NI/AAAAAAAAAuI/lkn7lssV5xc/S220/IMAG0039a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-779663208438588679.post-7002447768666252999</id><published>2010-12-25T01:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-25T01:38:26.439-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lsHC4jGGKIM/TRWQoVrntnI/AAAAAAAAA6c/1Z38M1cDT9Q/s1600/IMAG0264-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" n4="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lsHC4jGGKIM/TRWQoVrntnI/AAAAAAAAA6c/1Z38M1cDT9Q/s640/IMAG0264-1.jpg" width="502" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: x-large;"&gt;Happy Holidays Everyone!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;I hope you're all enjoying this time of year with your family and friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;I'm enjoying it at the beach. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/779663208438588679-7002447768666252999?l=lawral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lawral.blogspot.com/feeds/7002447768666252999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=779663208438588679&amp;postID=7002447768666252999' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779663208438588679/posts/default/7002447768666252999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779663208438588679/posts/default/7002447768666252999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lawral.blogspot.com/2010/12/happy-holidays-everyone-i-hope-youre.html' title=''/><author><name>Lawral the Librarian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16145893398291507839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lsHC4jGGKIM/TDNVfH8V1NI/AAAAAAAAAuI/lkn7lssV5xc/S220/IMAG0039a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lsHC4jGGKIM/TRWQoVrntnI/AAAAAAAAA6c/1Z38M1cDT9Q/s72-c/IMAG0264-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-779663208438588679.post-2634523941075543949</id><published>2010-12-17T12:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-17T12:19:48.805-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sorry, guys</title><content type='html'>I know all the challenge posts in a row suck. I always think that I should really put up challenge posts as I see the challenges so that they're not all going up at once. Then all of a sudden it's almost the end of the year and it all needs to be done! Here's to more organization next year, I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To make up for it, here's some pics I took on my walk into work a few months ago to remind us all what summer was like:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lsHC4jGGKIM/TQua6w51fOI/AAAAAAAAA50/v8xmgczROfo/s1600/IMAG0031.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lsHC4jGGKIM/TQua6w51fOI/AAAAAAAAA50/v8xmgczROfo/s320/IMAG0031.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lsHC4jGGKIM/TQubCTOlNcI/AAAAAAAAA54/LU3HnmaDQfM/s1600/IMAG0139.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lsHC4jGGKIM/TQubCTOlNcI/AAAAAAAAA54/LU3HnmaDQfM/s320/IMAG0139.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lsHC4jGGKIM/TQubDnDesrI/AAAAAAAAA58/Z1QbdT2GLig/s1600/IMAG0034.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lsHC4jGGKIM/TQubDnDesrI/AAAAAAAAA58/Z1QbdT2GLig/s320/IMAG0034.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lsHC4jGGKIM/TQubExT2WaI/AAAAAAAAA6A/OSNRRBRxz7Q/s1600/IMAG0070.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lsHC4jGGKIM/TQubExT2WaI/AAAAAAAAA6A/OSNRRBRxz7Q/s320/IMAG0070.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And a couple cat pictures, cause who doesn't love those?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lsHC4jGGKIM/TQubWs0G2XI/AAAAAAAAA6M/6dE7fShP_oQ/s1600/IMAG0127.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lsHC4jGGKIM/TQubWs0G2XI/AAAAAAAAA6M/6dE7fShP_oQ/s320/IMAG0127.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lsHC4jGGKIM/TQubXzKfOcI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/KLHEJRrQVjE/s1600/IMAG0153.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lsHC4jGGKIM/TQubXzKfOcI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/KLHEJRrQVjE/s320/IMAG0153.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lsHC4jGGKIM/TQubVc-S4rI/AAAAAAAAA6I/ohcJKu1Il8Q/s1600/IMAG0112.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lsHC4jGGKIM/TQubVc-S4rI/AAAAAAAAA6I/ohcJKu1Il8Q/s320/IMAG0112.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/779663208438588679-2634523941075543949?l=lawral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lawral.blogspot.com/feeds/2634523941075543949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=779663208438588679&amp;postID=2634523941075543949' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779663208438588679/posts/default/2634523941075543949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779663208438588679/posts/default/2634523941075543949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lawral.blogspot.com/2010/12/sorry-guys.html' title='Sorry, guys'/><author><name>Lawral the Librarian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16145893398291507839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lsHC4jGGKIM/TDNVfH8V1NI/AAAAAAAAAuI/lkn7lssV5xc/S220/IMAG0039a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lsHC4jGGKIM/TQua6w51fOI/AAAAAAAAA50/v8xmgczROfo/s72-c/IMAG0031.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-779663208438588679.post-6385073158191094813</id><published>2010-12-17T12:02:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-20T15:04:31.491-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='YAHF'/><title type='text'>YA Historical Fiction Challenge</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lsHC4jGGKIM/TQuXH29GNII/AAAAAAAAA5s/dyt-IT68aBU/s1600/YAHFchallenge.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lsHC4jGGKIM/TQuXH29GNII/AAAAAAAAA5s/dyt-IT68aBU/s1600/YAHFchallenge.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.yabliss.com/2010/11/ya-historical-fiction-challenge.html" target="new"&gt;http://www.yabliss.com/2010/11/ya-historical-fiction-challenge.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't read a ton of historical fiction, but I always &lt;i&gt;want&lt;/i&gt; to. I'm signing up at Level 1: 5 books, though I'm guessing reading through other participants' reviews will bloat my TBR list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://lawral.blogspot.com/2011/01/illyria.html"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Illyria&lt;/i&gt; by Elizabeth Hand&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://lawral.blogspot.com/2011/02/heart-of-samurai-for-tween-tuesday.html"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Heart of a Samurai&lt;/i&gt; by Margi Preus&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://lawral.blogspot.com/2011/02/between-shades-of-gray.html"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Between Shades of Gray&lt;/i&gt; by Ruth Sepetys&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://lawral.blogspot.com/2011/03/one-crazy-summer.html"&gt;&lt;i&gt;One Crazy Summer&lt;/i&gt; by Rita Williams-Garcia&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://lawral.blogspot.com/2011/05/open-wounds.html"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Open Wounds&lt;/i&gt; by Joe Lunievicz&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://lawral.blogspot.com/2011/07/threads-and-flames.html"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span id="goog_444743091"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Threads and Flames&lt;/i&gt; by Esther Friesner&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span id="goog_444743092"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i&gt;Bright Young Things&lt;/i&gt; by Anna Godbersen&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/779663208438588679-6385073158191094813?l=lawral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lawral.blogspot.com/feeds/6385073158191094813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=779663208438588679&amp;postID=6385073158191094813' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779663208438588679/posts/default/6385073158191094813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779663208438588679/posts/default/6385073158191094813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lawral.blogspot.com/2010/12/ya-historical-fiction-challenge.html' title='YA Historical Fiction Challenge'/><author><name>Lawral the Librarian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16145893398291507839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lsHC4jGGKIM/TDNVfH8V1NI/AAAAAAAAAuI/lkn7lssV5xc/S220/IMAG0039a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lsHC4jGGKIM/TQuXH29GNII/AAAAAAAAA5s/dyt-IT68aBU/s72-c/YAHFchallenge.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-779663208438588679.post-3309083690860609682</id><published>2010-12-17T11:57:00.013-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-04T13:10:04.737-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='POC challenge'/><title type='text'>POC Reading Challenge</title><content type='html'>2011 edition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lsHC4jGGKIM/TQuV6hfuXrI/AAAAAAAAA5o/BtG1d4CVsBg/s1600/pocreading.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lsHC4jGGKIM/TQuV6hfuXrI/AAAAAAAAA5o/BtG1d4CVsBg/s1600/pocreading.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pocreading.blogspot.com/" new="" target=""&gt;http://pocreading.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I loved this challenge &lt;a href="http://lawral.blogspot.com/2010/01/people-of-color-challenge.html"&gt;last year&lt;/a&gt;, so I'm going to do a repeat! Again, I'm going for a Level 4: 10-15 books both read and reviewed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://lawral.blogspot.com/2011/01/princess-of-las-pulgas.html"&gt;&lt;i&gt;The Princess of Las Pulgas&lt;/i&gt; by C. Lee McKenzie&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://lawral.blogspot.com/2011/02/heart-of-samurai-for-tween-tuesday.html"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Heart of a Samurai&lt;/i&gt; by Margi Preus&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://lawral.blogspot.com/2011/02/i-am-j.html"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I Am J &lt;/i&gt;by Cris Beam&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://lawral.blogspot.com/2011/03/house-you-pass-on-way.html"&gt;&lt;i&gt;The House You Pass on the Way&lt;/i&gt; by Jacqueline Woodson&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://lawral.blogspot.com/2011/03/one-crazy-summer.html"&gt;&lt;i&gt;One Crazy Summer&lt;/i&gt; by Rita Williams-Garcia&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://lawral.blogspot.com/2011/03/ship-breaker.html"&gt;Ship Breaker by Paolo Bacigalupi&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://lawral.blogspot.com/2011/04/scribbling-women-for-nonfiction-monday.html"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Scribbling Women": True Tales from Astonishing Lives&lt;/i&gt; by Marthe Jocelyn&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/goog_75016502"&gt;Guardian of the Dead&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;a href="http://lawral.blogspot.com/2011/04/guardian-of-dead.html"&gt; by Karen Healey&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://lawral.blogspot.com/2011/06/midnight-palace.html"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span id="goog_90874395"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;The Midnight Palace&lt;/i&gt; by Carlos Ruiz Zafon&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span id="goog_90874396"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;The Wind Shifts: New Latino Poetry&lt;/i&gt; edited by Francisco Aragon&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://lawral.blogspot.com/2011/09/all-good-children.html"&gt;&lt;i&gt;All Good Children&lt;/i&gt; by Catherine Austen&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://lawral.blogspot.com/2011/10/darwen-arkwright.html"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Darwen Arkwright and the Peregrine Pact&lt;/i&gt; by A.J. Hartley&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/779663208438588679-3309083690860609682?l=lawral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lawral.blogspot.com/feeds/3309083690860609682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=779663208438588679&amp;postID=3309083690860609682' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779663208438588679/posts/default/3309083690860609682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779663208438588679/posts/default/3309083690860609682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lawral.blogspot.com/2010/12/poc-reading-challenge.html' title='POC Reading Challenge'/><author><name>Lawral the Librarian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16145893398291507839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lsHC4jGGKIM/TDNVfH8V1NI/AAAAAAAAAuI/lkn7lssV5xc/S220/IMAG0039a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lsHC4jGGKIM/TQuV6hfuXrI/AAAAAAAAA5o/BtG1d4CVsBg/s72-c/pocreading.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-779663208438588679.post-558072972703117288</id><published>2010-12-17T11:51:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-20T15:03:13.527-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='off the shelf'/><title type='text'>Off the Shelf Challenge</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lsHC4jGGKIM/TQuTsJjfdGI/AAAAAAAAA5k/s7oRHSygXAM/s1600/OffTheShelf.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lsHC4jGGKIM/TQuTsJjfdGI/AAAAAAAAA5k/s7oRHSygXAM/s1600/OffTheShelf.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/goog_388586949"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bareadingchallenges.blogspot.com/p/off-shelf-challenge.html" target="new"&gt;http://bareadingchallenges.blogspot.com/p/off-shelf-challenge.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I failed miserably at a &lt;a href="http://lawral.blogspot.com/2010/02/read-your-own-books-challenge.html"&gt;similar challenge last year&lt;/a&gt;, but this year I'm committed! Again, I'm going to try to read at least 50 books from my own bookshelves and the TBR piles towering in my office. This puts me in the "On a Roll" challenge level. Hopefully that name fits once I start going...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I want to start by focusing on the YA/MG titles I &lt;a href="http://lawral.blogspot.com/2010/01/prepare-to-be-shocked.html"&gt;purchased in 2010&lt;/a&gt;, but this might be a good excuse to get to all of that adult fiction I've been hoarding for years as well!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://lawral.blogspot.com/2011/01/girl-who-could-fly-for-tween-tuesday.html"&gt;&lt;i&gt;The Girl Who Could Fly&lt;/i&gt; by Victoria Forester&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://lawral.blogspot.com/2011/01/hereville-for-tween-tuesday.html"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Hereville: How Mirka Got Her Sword&lt;/i&gt; by Barry Deutsch&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://lawral.blogspot.com/2011/02/will-grayson-will-grayson.html"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Will Grayson, Will Grayson&lt;/i&gt; by John Green and David Levithan&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://lawral.blogspot.com/2011/03/vast-fields-of-ordinary.html"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Vast Fields of Ordinary&lt;/i&gt; by Nick Burd&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i&gt;Bright Young Things&lt;/i&gt; by Anna Godbersen&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i&gt;Beautiful Creatures&lt;/i&gt; by Kami Garcia and Margaret Stohl&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/779663208438588679-558072972703117288?l=lawral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lawral.blogspot.com/feeds/558072972703117288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=779663208438588679&amp;postID=558072972703117288' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779663208438588679/posts/default/558072972703117288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779663208438588679/posts/default/558072972703117288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lawral.blogspot.com/2010/12/off-shelf-challenge.html' title='Off the Shelf Challenge'/><author><name>Lawral the Librarian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16145893398291507839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lsHC4jGGKIM/TDNVfH8V1NI/AAAAAAAAAuI/lkn7lssV5xc/S220/IMAG0039a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lsHC4jGGKIM/TQuTsJjfdGI/AAAAAAAAA5k/s7oRHSygXAM/s72-c/OffTheShelf.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-779663208438588679.post-8385997532819748395</id><published>2010-12-17T09:14:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-04T12:59:38.127-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='debut authors challenge'/><title type='text'>Debut Author Challenge</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lsHC4jGGKIM/TPwdjsE-78I/AAAAAAAAA5Y/fGZ-DGGxyFo/s1600/2011DebutAuthorChallenge-3.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lsHC4jGGKIM/TPwdjsE-78I/AAAAAAAAA5Y/fGZ-DGGxyFo/s1600/2011DebutAuthorChallenge-3.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thestorysiren.com/2010/11/2011-debut-author-challenge.html" target="new"&gt;http://www.thestorysiren.com/2010/11/2011-debut-author-challenge.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This challenge is a first for me. The objective is to read at least 12 books by 2011 YA debut authors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://lawral.blogspot.com/2011/02/between-shades-of-gray.html"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Between Shades of Gray&lt;/i&gt; by Ruta Sepetys&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://lawral.blogspot.com/2011/02/i-am-j.html"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I Am J&lt;/i&gt; by Cris Beam (YA debut)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://lawral.blogspot.com/2011/05/open-wounds.html"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Open Wounds&lt;/i&gt; by Joe Lunievicz&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://lawral.blogspot.com/2011/05/open-wounds.html"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/goog_1713985189"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Dead Rules&lt;/i&gt; by Randy Russell (YA debut)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://lawral.blogspot.com/2011/06/dead-rules.html"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://lawral.blogspot.com/2011/06/falling-for-hamlet.html"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Falling for Hamlet&lt;/i&gt; by Michelle Ray&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://lawral.blogspot.com/2011/08/dark-parties.html"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Dark Parties&lt;/i&gt; by Sara Grant&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/goog_1326638541"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Darwen Arkwright and the Peregrine Pact&lt;/i&gt; by A.J. Hartley (MG/YA debut)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://lawral.blogspot.com/2011/10/darwen-arkwright.html"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/779663208438588679-8385997532819748395?l=lawral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lawral.blogspot.com/feeds/8385997532819748395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=779663208438588679&amp;postID=8385997532819748395' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779663208438588679/posts/default/8385997532819748395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779663208438588679/posts/default/8385997532819748395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lawral.blogspot.com/2010/12/debut-author-challenge.html' title='Debut Author Challenge'/><author><name>Lawral the Librarian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16145893398291507839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lsHC4jGGKIM/TDNVfH8V1NI/AAAAAAAAAuI/lkn7lssV5xc/S220/IMAG0039a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lsHC4jGGKIM/TPwdjsE-78I/AAAAAAAAA5Y/fGZ-DGGxyFo/s72-c/2011DebutAuthorChallenge-3.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-779663208438588679.post-6662857672947614428</id><published>2010-12-17T06:43:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-27T09:57:53.944-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='GLBT challenge'/><title type='text'>GLBT Challenge</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lsHC4jGGKIM/TPwjmIr8EsI/AAAAAAAAA5c/oY69K1BcKGg/s1600/glbt_1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lsHC4jGGKIM/TPwjmIr8EsI/AAAAAAAAA5c/oY69K1BcKGg/s1600/glbt_1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://glbt-reading.blogspot.com/" target="new"&gt;http://glbt-reading.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again, I will be participating in the GLBT Challenge. This year there are no levels of participation, but I'm hoping to read and review &lt;b&gt;at least&lt;/b&gt; 12 books that positively portray GLBTQ folks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://lawral.blogspot.com/2011/02/will-grayson-will-grayson.html"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Will Grayson, Will Grayson&lt;/i&gt; by John Green and David Levithan&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://lawral.blogspot.com/2011/02/i-am-j.html"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I Am J &lt;/i&gt;by Cris Beam&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://lawral.blogspot.com/2011/03/house-you-pass-on-way.html"&gt;&lt;i&gt;The House You Pass on the Way &lt;/i&gt;by Jacqueline Woodson&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://lawral.blogspot.com/2011/03/vast-fields-of-ordinary.html"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1029754459"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Vast Fields of Ordinary&lt;/i&gt; by Nick Burd&lt;span id="goog_1029754460"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://lawral.blogspot.com/2011/07/almost-perfect.html"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Almost Perfect&lt;/i&gt; by Brian Katcher&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/779663208438588679-6662857672947614428?l=lawral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lawral.blogspot.com/feeds/6662857672947614428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=779663208438588679&amp;postID=6662857672947614428' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779663208438588679/posts/default/6662857672947614428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779663208438588679/posts/default/6662857672947614428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lawral.blogspot.com/2010/12/glbt-challenge.html' title='GLBT Challenge'/><author><name>Lawral the Librarian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16145893398291507839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lsHC4jGGKIM/TDNVfH8V1NI/AAAAAAAAAuI/lkn7lssV5xc/S220/IMAG0039a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lsHC4jGGKIM/TPwjmIr8EsI/AAAAAAAAA5c/oY69K1BcKGg/s72-c/glbt_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-779663208438588679.post-1843397213310480523</id><published>2010-12-15T13:30:00.018-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-15T13:30:00.153-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='technology'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dystopian'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie tie-in'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='series'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sci-fi'/><title type='text'>Sapphique</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lsHC4jGGKIM/TQjyYwR08jI/AAAAAAAAA5g/AiA-9ACHiGM/s1600/sapphique.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lsHC4jGGKIM/TQjyYwR08jI/AAAAAAAAA5g/AiA-9ACHiGM/s1600/sapphique.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Fisher, Catherine. &lt;i&gt;Sapphique&lt;/i&gt;. New York: Dial Books - Penguin Group (USA), Inc., 2010. Print. Incarceron 2.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;[Book cover credit: &lt;a href="http://librarything.com/work/6159635" target="new"&gt;librarything.com/work/6159635&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you haven't yet read &lt;a href="http://lawral.blogspot.com/2010/12/incarceron.html"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Incarceron&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, what are you waiting for? ;) Also, don't read this. It will spoil it for you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Booktalk:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Warden's final little stunt destroyed the portal to Incarceron, trapping not only himself but also Keiro and Attia in its depths. As much as Finn would like every waking moment to be spent working on their release, there are bigger things for he, Jared, and Claudia to worry about. Finn's lack of courtly manners and, you know, memory of his life as Prince Giles is really starting to work against them. And when a young man who is indistinguishable from Finn physically but clearly bred to eat from a silver spoon comes to court claiming to be the long-lost Giles, it could be death of them all, in Incarceron or Out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Review:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It took more self-control than I knew I had not to tear into this book as soon as I got it. I wanted to reread the first book so I could pick up all the little things that I was sure would pop up again in this sequel. I suggest you all do the same. Fisher writes a very intricate story, and it definitely builds on little clues left behind in the first book. Still, I don't think &lt;i&gt;Sapphique&lt;/i&gt; quite lived up to its prequel. Or maybe it just didn't live up to all the hype I'd built up for it in my head. I loved the way I was plopped into the middle of all the characters lives again rather than having the book pick up right where the previous one left off. I really liked that there were so many little clues in the text to lead the reader to what is Really Going On Here. I loved that this book, the end of the Incarceron series (pairing?), was still full of twists right up to the very end. I still loved most of the characters (though not necessarily the same ones I loved in the last book, a fact I also loved). But there was just something missing. I didn't stay up until 4 in the morning to finish &lt;i&gt;Sapphique&lt;/i&gt;. I took a leisurely week to read it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though the narration still switches between life in the Realm and life in Incarceron, a lot of &lt;i&gt;Sapphique &lt;/i&gt;follows Claudia, Finn and Jared in the Realm. Which is what I wanted! I know! But life at court rather than at the Wardenry or with the peasants is pretty boring. And Claudia and Finn both annoyed me. A lot. They're both beyond frustrated at Finn's lack of memory and this frustration manifests itself as doubt on Claudia's part and severe moodiness on Finn's. Neither were the strong and/or sure of themselves leaders that we met in &lt;i&gt;Incarceron&lt;/i&gt;. The change in them was totally believable; I just didn't love them as much as I used to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT with all the focus on life Outside, &lt;i&gt;Sapphique&lt;/i&gt; does treat us to more insight into living life by Protocol, including a short trip to a peasant village:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;She [Claudia] shivered. "You should glass the windows. The draft is terrible." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The old man laughed, pouring out thin ale. "But that wouldn't be Protocol, would it? And we must abide by the Protocol, even as it kills us." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"There are ways around it," Finn said softly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Not for us." He pushed the pottery cups toward them. "For the Queen maybe, because them that make the rules can break them, but not for the poor. Era is no pretense for us, no playing at the past with all its edges softened. It's real. We have no skinwands, lad, none of the precious electricity or plastiglas. The picturesque squalor the Queen likes to ride past is where we live. You play at history. We endure it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;p.199* &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Throughout the book Claudia is served revelations such as this. It also becomes obvious that though she is kind and more educated than she should be considering Protocol in general and her gender class in it, she has no idea how to interact with people outside of the roles of master and servant, and everyone who is not her master is her potential servant. If Finn gained anything from living in Incarceron (besides his BFF Keiro), it's that he knows what it is to go without, to live a meager existence, to just try to survive. Even as Claudia doubts more and more whether Finn is actually Giles, it becomes clear (to me, not necessarily to the characters) that Finn will be a wonderful king if/when they get rid of the witchy Queen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of the witchy Queen, one of the characters that I loved the most was her son Casper. I know, he's horrible in &lt;i&gt;Incarceron&lt;/i&gt; and he comes nowhere near making the switch to "good guy" in &lt;i&gt;Sapphique&lt;/i&gt;, but I still loved him. He seemed so lost a lot of the time. You can tell that he really grew up living in the dual shadows of his Queenly mother and Princely half-brother. When Giles comes back, whether anyone believes Finn is the real Giles or not, Casper is left being the younger prince again. The spare. I felt so bad for him, still hanging around Claudia throughout this book even though it's always been clear she has no interest in him. He kept trying to win her back with promises of power and safety, things Finn/Giles couldn't offer her, but rather than coming off as evil and manipulative, he seemed like an unpopular rich kid who buys everyone in his class presents so they'll come to his birthday party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then there's Keiro and Attia still in Incarceron following yet another legend of Sapphique, looking for a way out. I liked their storyline a lot, but there was little to no character development in it. It was like Fisher knew she needed danger and action to keep readers interested in between all the palace intrigue in the Realm, so she foisted it all on the two of them. But it's the two of them who manage to pull everything together in the end (I'm being generous because I LOVE Keiro; Attia's the real smartypants in this volume).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Sapphique&lt;/i&gt; is a must-read if you are a lover of &lt;i&gt;Incarceron&lt;/i&gt;. It's not the thrill ride that the first book was, but questions are answered, loose ends are tied up, and maybe, just maybe, things are allowed to change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Sapphique-Catherine-Fisher/dp/0803733976/" target="new"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Sapphique&lt;/i&gt; will be out in hardback on the 28th!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, &lt;i&gt;before&lt;/i&gt; you blow all your hard-earned Christmas money. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I would be a bad blogger if I didn't point out that last week Taylor Lautner (yes, that Taylor Lautner) was announced as &lt;a href="http://hollywoodcrush.mtv.com/2010/12/09/taylor-lautner-incarceron/" target="new"&gt;The Guy Who Will Play Finn&lt;/a&gt; in the movie adaptation. I just hope Hollywood wises up and listens to the &lt;a href="http://www.foreveryoungadult.com/2010/03/25/if-loving-this-book-is-a-crime-please-dont-send-me-to-incarceron/" target="new"&gt;FYA ladies&lt;/a&gt; when casting the Warden.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Book source: ARC picked up at ALA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;*Quotes and page numbers are from an uncorrected proof and may not match the published copy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/779663208438588679-1843397213310480523?l=lawral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lawral.blogspot.com/feeds/1843397213310480523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=779663208438588679&amp;postID=1843397213310480523' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779663208438588679/posts/default/1843397213310480523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779663208438588679/posts/default/1843397213310480523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lawral.blogspot.com/2010/12/sapphique.html' title='Sapphique'/><author><name>Lawral the Librarian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16145893398291507839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lsHC4jGGKIM/TDNVfH8V1NI/AAAAAAAAAuI/lkn7lssV5xc/S220/IMAG0039a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lsHC4jGGKIM/TQjyYwR08jI/AAAAAAAAA5g/AiA-9ACHiGM/s72-c/sapphique.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-779663208438588679.post-6618848009585134235</id><published>2010-12-10T09:21:00.024-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-10T09:21:00.070-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='technology'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dystopian'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie tie-in'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='series'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sci-fi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prepare to be shocked'/><title type='text'>Incarceron</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lsHC4jGGKIM/TPvnnGK7GVI/AAAAAAAAA5U/P_NaPLXp_Ls/s1600/incarceron.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lsHC4jGGKIM/TPvnnGK7GVI/AAAAAAAAA5U/P_NaPLXp_Ls/s1600/incarceron.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fisher, Catherine. &lt;em&gt;Incarceron&lt;/em&gt;. New York: Dial Books - Penguin Group (USA) Inc., 2010. Print. Incarceron 1.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;[Book cover credit: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.librarything.com/work/2998395" target="new"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;librarything.com/work/2998395&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Awards:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cybils Finalist - Young Adult Fantasy and Science Fiction (2007)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Booktalk:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finn lives in an vast and inescapable prison. All the unwanted riff-raff of society, the murders, thieves, predators, and other criminals, were once permanently&amp;nbsp;locked away.&amp;nbsp;This prison&amp;nbsp;was supposed to be a paradise where the lowest of society could start over and make things right. But things did not work out as planned. The prison, Incarceron, is a sentient hell-hole where fear, treachery, and hunger rein. And its boundaries have been breached. The prisoners live on the hope left by the legends of Sapphique, a man who is said to have escaped, and Finn, who is thought to have been born of the prison rather than of its prisoners, remembers bits and pieces of a life Outside. With the help of a Sapient, a learned man, he hopes to escape back to the life he thinks he remembers. He remembers the stars. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The world Claudia lives in is based on some fond remembering of the Victorian Era. Everything has been altered to artificially represent this bygone and romanticized time when things were simpler, safer, and more ordered, at least from the point of view of the rich. Everyone, privileged or not, is left chaffing in a world that society has long since outgrown. But like most things in her world, underneath her image, Claudia is decidedly non-Era. She's smart, educated, and wants to know more than she's allowed. As she hurtles towards her wedding to the heir of the throne, she snoops on her father, the Warden of Incarceron. And she finds a key.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Review:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I devoured this book. Twice. The pacing, the storyline, the characters, it all fell into place for me. A lot of the time I think that two simultaneous story lines (as opposed to alternating viewpoints of the same action) make it easy for either or both stories to get away with being a bit under-developed. That's not the case here. Both Finn and Claudia's stories are complex, and the points where they come together are intense. The difference between Claudia's life and Finn's is so stark. Claudia and Finn's disbelief at discovering the other (and realizing how the other must live) is genuine. It also allows for a lot of explanation without a lot of info-dumping. And Fisher uses the alternating viewpoints to create a million mini-cliffhangers throughout the text.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finn's whole storyline is so urgent. His only certainty is that whatever unknown is around the corner is probably life-threatening. He can't even be sure that his memories of Outside, which come to him during seizures, are real or really his. But Finn is surrounded by friends, or at least by people who need him, like his oathbrother Keiro. Finn and Keiro's relationship is one of my favorite parts of his world. It's complicated and not always all that honest, but they clearly care about each other a lot. And even though their circumstances are over-the-top horrible, they manage to maintain a normal-ish friendship: the kind where a searing punch to the gut can mean "I forgive you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The society that Claudia lives in is based on the Victorian Era, but this is no revisionist history. The people who put Protocol and Era in place are trying to recreate, not re-remember, that time. They aren't creating an idealized version&amp;nbsp;so much as trying to return to the way things were. Exactly as they were: no technology, widespread healthcare, or women in pants. No&amp;nbsp;indoor plumbing. But in reality they should be much more advanced in all of these areas than we are now. Because of this, the spread between the haves and the have-nots, already extreme in Victorian times, is even more obscene. The have-nots must live like their 19th century counterparts; they don't have the means to change anything. People like Claudia, on the other hand,&amp;nbsp;can use a myriad of technologies to make their lives easier ranging from washing machines for their fine silks to laser skinwands for their wrinkles. They just have to look like they're living within Protocol; they have to make a pretense of not wanting to get caught. Even though most of the heart-pounding action happens inside &lt;em&gt;Incarceron&lt;/em&gt;, it's Claudia's world that fascinated me. Hopefully the next book, &lt;em&gt;Sapphique&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp;(which I'll review next week), will delve deeper into the technology (and lack thereof) and culture of her world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Incarceron&lt;/em&gt; is deeper and more complicated than I expected (and less steampunk-y than the cover would suggest). I highly recommend it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, &lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Incarceron-Book-1-Catherine-Fisher/dp/0803733968/" target="new"&gt;Incarceron&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt; is already being developed as a &lt;a href="http://yatakeover.blogspot.com/2010/08/incarceron-ghost-huntress.html" target="new"&gt;movie&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;(2013 projected release) and &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Sapphique-Catherine-Fisher/dp/0803733976/" target="new"&gt;the sequel&lt;/a&gt; is coming out at the end of this month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Book source: I bought it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/779663208438588679-6618848009585134235?l=lawral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lawral.blogspot.com/feeds/6618848009585134235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=779663208438588679&amp;postID=6618848009585134235' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779663208438588679/posts/default/6618848009585134235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779663208438588679/posts/default/6618848009585134235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lawral.blogspot.com/2010/12/incarceron.html' title='Incarceron'/><author><name>Lawral the Librarian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16145893398291507839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lsHC4jGGKIM/TDNVfH8V1NI/AAAAAAAAAuI/lkn7lssV5xc/S220/IMAG0039a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lsHC4jGGKIM/TPvnnGK7GVI/AAAAAAAAA5U/P_NaPLXp_Ls/s72-c/incarceron.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-779663208438588679.post-8924721843501008828</id><published>2010-12-07T09:50:00.053-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-07T09:50:00.089-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='older young adults'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sci-fi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='local library challenge'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='horror'/><title type='text'>Monsters of Men</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lsHC4jGGKIM/TNmJ1lfJeiI/AAAAAAAAA5A/HDhcZ5Gp-Xc/s1600/monstersofmen.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" px="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lsHC4jGGKIM/TNmJ1lfJeiI/AAAAAAAAA5A/HDhcZ5Gp-Xc/s1600/monstersofmen.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ness, Patrick. &lt;em&gt;Monsters of Men&lt;/em&gt;. Somerville, Mass.: Candlewick Press, 2010. Print. Chaos Walking 3.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;[Book cover credit: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://librarything.com/work/9116020" target="new"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;librarything.com/work/9116020&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I've said before, Ness doesn't do nice little catch-up spots in the openings of his book, and all his books end on HUGE CLIFFHANGERS (even, to some extent, this one). So, while I have tried to avoid them at all costs, this review has some&lt;strong&gt; spoilers&lt;/strong&gt; for the previous two books. Don't read this if you haven't already read &lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://lawral.blogspot.com/2009/09/knife-of-never-letting-go.html"&gt;The Knife of Never Letting Go&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://lawral.blogspot.com/2009/12/ask-and-answer.html"&gt;The Ask and the Answer&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. But really, if you haven't started reading this trilogy, you should. The entire thing is heart-wrenchingly wonderful (though pretty freaking violent).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Booktalk:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"And what other kind of man would you want leading you into battle?" he [the Mayor] says, reading my Noise. "What kind of man is suitable for war?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A monster&lt;/em&gt;, I think, remembering what Ben told me once. &lt;em&gt;War makes monsters of men&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;"Wrong," says the Mayor. "It's war that makes us men in the first place. Until there's war, we are only children."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;p.11&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;em&gt;Monsters of men,&lt;/em&gt; I think&lt;em&gt;. And women.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;p.287&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Review:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reading this book is like getting punched in the stomach. In a good way. And if I learned anything from &lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Monsters-Men-Chaos-Walking-Three/dp/0763647519/" target="new"&gt;Monsters of Men&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, it is that there is, in fact, a good way. It's basically when you're keeping someone else from getting decked, or when you're getting pummelled to protect the one you love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Monsters of Men&lt;/em&gt; was the most satisfying end to a series or trilogy that I've read in a long time. A really long time. Like the previous books, the plot runs at a breakneck pace that left me breathless, and it covers a lot of ground. Coming into the book I couldn't have even imagined things that happened in the middle, let alone how it would end. There are a lot of loose ends that are tied up over the course of the book, but ending is not finite. I don't think Ness will be writing another book in this world or with these characters anytime soon (ever), but the ending is open to possibility and to the imagination of the reader.&amp;nbsp;This book&amp;nbsp;is full of&amp;nbsp;passion, action, and general umph.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I'm being really vague, but I think the best way to read these books is to go in blind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, word to the wise, it can reduce just about anyone to a sobbing mess. There were a few moments in the beginning that had me looking out the train window and blinking a lot during my commute, but the real stuff is saved for the end. I wouldn't advise that anyone read beyond page 400 or so outside of the comfort of their own home. We're talking hug the book, can't see through the tears crying for the last 100 pages. But oh-so-good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Book 1: &lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://lawral.blogspot.com/2009/09/knife-of-never-letting-go.html"&gt;The Knife of Never Letting Go&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Book 2: &lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://lawral.blogspot.com/2009/12/ask-and-answer.html"&gt;The Ask and the Answer&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Book source: Philly Free Library&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/779663208438588679-8924721843501008828?l=lawral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lawral.blogspot.com/feeds/8924721843501008828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=779663208438588679&amp;postID=8924721843501008828' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779663208438588679/posts/default/8924721843501008828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779663208438588679/posts/default/8924721843501008828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lawral.blogspot.com/2010/12/monsters-of-men.html' title='Monsters of Men'/><author><name>Lawral the Librarian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16145893398291507839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lsHC4jGGKIM/TDNVfH8V1NI/AAAAAAAAAuI/lkn7lssV5xc/S220/IMAG0039a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lsHC4jGGKIM/TNmJ1lfJeiI/AAAAAAAAA5A/HDhcZ5Gp-Xc/s72-c/monstersofmen.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-779663208438588679.post-5661658831065164747</id><published>2010-12-03T08:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-03T08:55:00.177-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='classic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='realistic fiction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='GLBT challenge'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lgbtq'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='local library challenge'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='finding yourself'/><title type='text'>My Invented Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lsHC4jGGKIM/TH5NPXMzK6I/AAAAAAAAA24/7rFoCLIzzns/s1600/inventedlife.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lsHC4jGGKIM/TH5NPXMzK6I/AAAAAAAAA24/7rFoCLIzzns/s320/inventedlife.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Bjorkman, Lauren. &lt;i&gt;My Invented Life&lt;/i&gt;. New York: Henry Holt and Company, 2009. Print.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;[Book cover credit: &lt;a href="http://librarything.com/work/8212420"&gt;librarything.com/work/8212420&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Booktalk:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roz and Eva have always been best friends as well as sisters. Secrets, giggles, pillow fights, the works. Sure, Roz has always lived in Eva's shadow, but it's an impressive shadow so she doesn't mind too much. That was before Eva removed Roz from her life. Now, PD (Post Deletion), Eva is doing a pretty good job of pretending Roz doesn't exist, and Roz thinks she knows why. Eva MUST be a lesbian and she MUST be terrified of coming out. Even though Eva is being horrible to Roz, she wants to do something nice for her, to help her. So Roz pretends to be a lesbian and comes out at school, both to show Eva how it's done and to snag a bit of that spotlight for herself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Review:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I checked out &lt;i&gt;My Invented Life&lt;/i&gt; after reading &lt;a href="http://lawral.blogspot.com/2010/04/libyrinth.html"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Libyrinth&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and being overjoyed at reading about a queer character with friendS. It seems like such a simple thing, to give a queer character more than one friend and/or a friend who is NOT another queer character of the opposite sex so that none of the real life problems of one-sided-lovey feelings between friends get in the way of the story arc. &lt;i&gt;My Invented Life&lt;/i&gt; was suggested (by the awesome &lt;a href="http://blackteensread2.blogspot.com/"&gt;MissAttitude&lt;/a&gt;) as another book featuring queer teens with (gasp) friends of both sexes and multiple sexualities. On that basis alone, this book is already a win!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;My Invented Life&lt;/i&gt; is a modern retelling of Shakespeare's "As You Like It," but instead of mistaken genders, we have mistaken sexualities. In case you don't get that similarity right away, the characters are also auditioning and rehearsing for a school showing of the play. Much of the book takes place in the big barn behind the school where the theatre geeks hang out and practice. The characterizations of the drama club crowd are pitch-perfect. The major players range from Eva, popular cheerleader who always gets the lead, to Eyeliner Andie, the showy goth chick with the super-skinny, shy boy toy. Amazingly, up until Roz decides to pretend to be queer, there doesn't appear to be any other non-hetero folks in the group.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right before auditions, this tight-knit group (which also includes Roz and her arch-nemesis Carmen) is joined by the drama teacher's nephew, Jonathon. He's new (read: automatically crush-worthy for most of the group), has done &lt;i&gt;something&lt;/i&gt; that has gotten him kicked out of his parents house (mysterious bad boy with a serious chip on his shoulder), and African-American (a fact which seems to surprise only Roz). Roz lays claim to him on the basis that he's her next door neighbor, she's the drama teacher's favorite, and she could use a friend. Coming out does not go as she hoped. She gets attention, RoZ iZ a leZ on the bathroom wall, but not the outpouring of love and support she was hoping for:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"None of my friends hugged me, not even once." We theater geeks touch a lot -- hug, polka around the room, and smoosh cheeks together for pictures. ..."They probably though I would fondle their breasts."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;p.63&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;So Roz starts a campaign to educate her classmates about the Kinsey Scale and to make them accept her as a lesbian. For Eva's sake, of course. Even though Eva still won't admit that she's queer (no matter how much Roz tactlessly badgers her about it), Roz keeps up the facade. She and Eva begin to bond again over The L Report (Roz's nightly updates on her "experiment" with lesbianism), Roz gains some new friends (including Jonathon and Eyeliner Andie) and a new understanding of what all those people online mean when they say "sexuality is fluid," and secrets come out of the woodwork and from all directions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a cute story with an engaging and memorable cast of characters and a predictably happy ending (if you're familiar with "As You Like It"). It's also a great book about being the only "one" in a crowd, whether by "one" you mean POC, queer, poor kid, goth, whatever. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Book source: Philly Free Library&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/779663208438588679-5661658831065164747?l=lawral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lawral.blogspot.com/feeds/5661658831065164747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=779663208438588679&amp;postID=5661658831065164747' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779663208438588679/posts/default/5661658831065164747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779663208438588679/posts/default/5661658831065164747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lawral.blogspot.com/2010/12/my-invented-life.html' title='My Invented Life'/><author><name>Lawral the Librarian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16145893398291507839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lsHC4jGGKIM/TDNVfH8V1NI/AAAAAAAAAuI/lkn7lssV5xc/S220/IMAG0039a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lsHC4jGGKIM/TH5NPXMzK6I/AAAAAAAAA24/7rFoCLIzzns/s72-c/inventedlife.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-779663208438588679.post-3074773944658901134</id><published>2010-11-30T09:46:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-30T09:58:21.971-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='in the middle challenge'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='realistic fiction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='great girl friendship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='middle grade'/><title type='text'>Avalanche Dance</title><content type='html'>Tween Tuesday was started over at &lt;a href="http://www.greenbeanteenqueen.com/" target="new"&gt;Green Bean Teen Queen&lt;/a&gt; as away to highlight awesome books for the 9-12 yr olds or Tweens. Any book highlighted on Tween Tuesday also counts for the In the Middle Reading Challenge! This week's book is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lsHC4jGGKIM/TPO9BbnCo9I/AAAAAAAAA5Q/sR-DN6S743w/s1600/avalanche.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lsHC4jGGKIM/TPO9BbnCo9I/AAAAAAAAA5Q/sR-DN6S743w/s1600/avalanche.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;Schwartz, Ellen. &lt;i&gt;Avalanche Dance&lt;/i&gt;. Toronto: Tundra Books, 2010. Print.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;[Book cover credit: &lt;a href="http://librarything.com/work/9679604" target="new"&gt;librarything.com/work/9679604&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Booktalk:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gwen has always been a dancer, flitting about through her childhood making up movements. She's always known that she will always be a dancer, but her dream is to become a choreographer. The three-week Dancemakers workshop in the city would give her everything she'd need to realize that dream. But it's expensive and it's far away from the tiny mountain town that she lives in with her family. Her father doesn't want her to go. When their argument about the workshop is cut short by a late spring avalanche, Gwen could lose so much more than her dream to be a choreographer. She could lose the ability to dance, or even walk, at all. And she could lose her father.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Review:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Following the avalanche, Gwen isolates herself entirely. She feels responsible, and she doesn't feel like she can tell anyone. This is partly because she's had a major falling out with her best friend (of forever), Molly, over Molly's new found fascination with alcohol and pot (and yes, these are 13yr olds).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though there are some more mature issues brought up in this book, particularly the drinking and substance abuse, &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Avalanche-Dance-Ellen-Schwartz/dp/0887769586/" target="new"&gt;Avalanche Dance&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt; never lost that tweener feel. Though both girls are dealing with things that they shouldn't have to deal with until they are older (the possible loss of a parent, drug abuse), they both still handle it like the 13 year olds that they are. That said, this is not a book for every 9-12 year old. The parties Molly attends are important to the story and her actions there are described in detail. And her post-Gwen friends are much more hard-core than she is. But more than Molly's actions (which are never portrayed preachily), the way that Gwen links her own actions to her father's injuries might be too much for some younger readers. Knowing very little about avalanches, it was very easy for me to think, like Gwen, that if she hadn't argued with her father, they both would have made it home from their impromptu ski trip just fine.* Clearly the way that Gwen deals with these feelings of guilt is not ideal, but I completely understood why she felt the way that she did. The cause and effect is so much more believable than your average misplaced guilt about a parents’ divorce or something similar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Told in their alternating viewpoints, &lt;i&gt;Avalanche Dance&lt;/i&gt; is really about Gwen and Molly’s relationship to each other. Throughout the book, both Molly and Gwen reflect on the relationship that they used to have, how it fell apart, and how much (if they'd only admit it) they miss it. When Molly is sentenced to community service, to be served at Gwen's house, the two are forced to face each other and their problems. This is the real the meat of the story. Molly can see that Gwen is dying inside and Gwen, though still hurt, is very protective of Molly. Even though their friendship is mostly seen in the girls’ memories, this qualifies as another great girl friendship book. Even when neither wants to talk to the other, I loved the way that they miss and worry about each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;For the readers who want a book about a dancer: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always go into fiction books and movies about dancers very warily,** especially those about kids and teens dancing. I'm not delusional enough to think that my experiences as a very committed young dancer are the only experiences that are authentic, but I'm always worried that something will be said or portrayed in a way that will ring so untrue to me that I won't be able to let it go. Things as small as how the ribbons on shoes are tied have ruined what are probably very good stories for me. I braced myself to read &lt;i&gt;Avalanche Dance&lt;/i&gt;, waiting as I was reading for something to go wrong. Nothing did. Instead, I was sucked into Gwen's story and Gwen's life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The way that she dances, with her whole self, and the way she feels about dance, like it is her life force, felt very real to me. They way she grieves over it when she thinks she has to put it aside, also felt heartbreakingly authentic. For example, after Gwen experiences debilitating, but unexplained, pain in her leg, she cuts her hair:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Gwen picked up the scissor. She lifted a hank of hair. Tears rolling down her cheeks, she cut. A clump of hair fell into the sink. She lifted the next piece of hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;p.57&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;I remember that feeling from the first time I got my hair cut without explaining to the hairdresser that my hair needed to be able to be gathered into a ponytail with enough left over to attach a hair piece. It was terrifying. It was also a life changing moment for me: I was no longer a dancer. It's the same for Gwen; that haircut is her proof. But Gwen's story does have an uplifting end. And though Molly is eventually the one who saves her, it's dancing that brings her completely back to herself in the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Book source: Review copy provided by the publisher through the LibraryThing Early Reviewers program.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Disney has taught me, hopefully among other folks, that yelling on the side of a snowy mountain has clear and immediate consequences. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**That new &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0947798/"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Black Swan&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt; movie? It looks awesome and I'm definitely going to see it, but I'll be watching all the dancing scenes through my fingers. I mean, Natalie Portman as a ballerina I can almost accept (she carries herself well), but how will she do the dancing scenes? They're going to use a double, right? And what about Winona Ryder and Mila Kunis?!? The queens of the all-time slouchers? Are they kidding? They couldn't find any ACTUAL dancers who want to make a break into the movie biz? Really?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/779663208438588679-3074773944658901134?l=lawral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lawral.blogspot.com/feeds/3074773944658901134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=779663208438588679&amp;postID=3074773944658901134' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779663208438588679/posts/default/3074773944658901134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779663208438588679/posts/default/3074773944658901134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lawral.blogspot.com/2010/11/avalanche-dance.html' title='Avalanche Dance'/><author><name>Lawral the Librarian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16145893398291507839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lsHC4jGGKIM/TDNVfH8V1NI/AAAAAAAAAuI/lkn7lssV5xc/S220/IMAG0039a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lsHC4jGGKIM/TPO9BbnCo9I/AAAAAAAAA5Q/sR-DN6S743w/s72-c/avalanche.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-779663208438588679.post-1638490035159709648</id><published>2010-11-25T10:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-25T10:35:00.271-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #b45f06; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;HAPPY THANKSGIVING!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:Cranberry_sauce1.jpg" title="By Rick Kimpel from Spring, TX, USA (cranberry sauce) [CC-BY-SA-2.0 (www.creativecommons.org/licenses/by-sa/2.0)], via Wikimedia Commons"&gt;&lt;img alt="Cranberry sauce1" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/thumb/8/8f/Cranberry_sauce1.jpg/512px-Cranberry_sauce1.jpg" width="512" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;I hope you are all enjoying a happy day with your family and friends.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;May you have much to be thankful for.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Image By Rick Kimpel from Spring, TX, USA&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(cranberry sauce)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;[CC-BY-SA-2.0 (www.creativecommons.org/licenses/by-sa/2.0)],&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;via Wikimedia Commons&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/779663208438588679-1638490035159709648?l=lawral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lawral.blogspot.com/feeds/1638490035159709648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=779663208438588679&amp;postID=1638490035159709648' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779663208438588679/posts/default/1638490035159709648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779663208438588679/posts/default/1638490035159709648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lawral.blogspot.com/2010/11/happy-thanksgiving-i-hope-you-are-all.html' title=''/><author><name>Lawral the Librarian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16145893398291507839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lsHC4jGGKIM/TDNVfH8V1NI/AAAAAAAAAuI/lkn7lssV5xc/S220/IMAG0039a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-779663208438588679.post-3637819071226266632</id><published>2010-11-23T09:49:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-23T09:49:00.211-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='realistic fiction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='religion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bullying'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='finding yourself'/><title type='text'>Buddha Boy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lsHC4jGGKIM/TOl6LDyAnBI/AAAAAAAAA5I/7_z63jqQvyc/s1600/buddhaboy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lsHC4jGGKIM/TOl6LDyAnBI/AAAAAAAAA5I/7_z63jqQvyc/s1600/buddhaboy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Koja, Kathe. &lt;i&gt;Buddha Boy&lt;/i&gt;. New York: Frances Foster Books - Farrar, Straus and Giroux, 2003. Print.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;[Book cover credit: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://librarything.com/work/91406" target="new"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;librarything.com/work/91406&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Awards:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BCCB Blue Ribbon Book (2003)&lt;br /&gt;Book Sense Summer Pick Teen Readers (2003)&lt;br /&gt;ALA Best Books for Young Adults (2004)&lt;br /&gt;ALA Popular Paperbacks for Young Adults - Religion: Relationship with the Divine (2007)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Booktalk:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"&lt;i&gt;What &lt;/i&gt;is &lt;i&gt;that&lt;/i&gt;?" from Megan in her usual drama-queen way: but it was a sight, really, this skinny bald-headed kid in a size million T-shirt, backpack humped and lumpy as a turtle's shell, making his way across the cafeteria like a rabbit crossing the freeway: this way, that way, looking all around. "An &lt;i&gt;exchange&lt;/i&gt; student? From &lt;i&gt;Mars&lt;/i&gt;?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;p.5-6&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;But Jinsen is no alien. He's just a new kid with an outlook on life that differs from everyone else at Rucher High. Associating with Jinsen, quickly dubbed "Buddha Boy," would be social suicide, which is why Justin is dreading their new group assignment, the one that requires him to meet Jinsen at his house after school. But&amp;nbsp; Justin and Jinsen have more in common than they think and, social suicide or not, Justin finds himself standing up for Jinsen, even when he won't stand up for himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Review:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Buddha-Ribbon-Fiction-Books-Awards/dp/B003STCMVU/" target="new"&gt;Buddha Boy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt; reminded me a lot of &lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://lawral.blogspot.com/2010/01/what-happened-to-lani-garver.html"&gt;What Happened to Lani Garver&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. It has that same feeling of hurtling towards disaster running along in the backgroun of the whole thing. In the forefront, however, there is a great story about Jinsen and Justin. Jinsen seems not to care what anyone thinks of or does to him. Good thing, too, since he dresses, looks and acts odd, none of which gets him a bunch of friends. He practically invites kids to bully him when he starts to beg for lunch money in the cafeteria. Most of the kids do just that, either actively by throwing pennies or worse or passively by ignoring Jinsen altogether. Justin, instead, asks him why he's different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The two boys have more in common than Justin had originally thought; they are both artists. Koja's use of language, especially when describing the boys' artwork, is beautiful. You can really see the works of art that Justin and Jinsen are creating as you're reading. Stemming from that, the rest of the book is simply lyrical. The story, even though it is set in a contemporary high school and deals with some pointedly cruel bullying, has the far away feel of a fairytale. Justin tells this story and it somehow manages to feel like it's happening in the present tense and like it's already happened at the same time. Regardless of the subject matter, it's beautiful. When you add Jinsen's attitude and actions, and the way he affects and changes Justin, the whole thing is really breathtaking. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I only had one complaint, and it's not exactly a deal-breaker. During the course of Justin and Jinsen's growing friendship, Jinsen explains a few things about Buddhism, but mostly smiles and lets Justin figure things out for himself. Jinsen lives by example. This is great and fits well with his reaction to the bullying in the story, but I did wish every once in a while that Jinsen would give a straight answer to Justin's questions. There doesn't seem to be a lot of young adult fiction dealing with Buddhism,* so it would have been nice for this one to be a bit more informative.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I loved Koja's writing and have since picked up a few of her adult books from the library just to get more of it (in addition to special ordering &lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Under-Poppy-novel-Kathe-Koja/dp/1931520704/" target="new"&gt;Under the Poppy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Book source: Philly Free Library&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;*Or at least I couldn't find very many. I really wish librarything or goodreads allowed boolean searching...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/779663208438588679-3637819071226266632?l=lawral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lawral.blogspot.com/feeds/3637819071226266632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=779663208438588679&amp;postID=3637819071226266632' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779663208438588679/posts/default/3637819071226266632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779663208438588679/posts/default/3637819071226266632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lawral.blogspot.com/2010/11/buddha-boy.html' title='Buddha Boy'/><author><name>Lawral the Librarian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16145893398291507839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lsHC4jGGKIM/TDNVfH8V1NI/AAAAAAAAAuI/lkn7lssV5xc/S220/IMAG0039a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lsHC4jGGKIM/TOl6LDyAnBI/AAAAAAAAA5I/7_z63jqQvyc/s72-c/buddhaboy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-779663208438588679.post-6771589610508017526</id><published>2010-11-19T09:22:00.025-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-26T11:09:33.460-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='realistic fiction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='POC'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='great girl friendship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='finding yourself'/><title type='text'>Five Flavors of Dumb</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lsHC4jGGKIM/TOLrERHdR-I/AAAAAAAAA5E/A6BA02mPHRU/s1600/fiveflavors.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lsHC4jGGKIM/TOLrERHdR-I/AAAAAAAAA5E/A6BA02mPHRU/s1600/fiveflavors.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;John, Antony. &lt;i&gt;Five Flavors of Dumb&lt;/i&gt;. New York: Dial Books - The Penguin Group, 2010. Print&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;[Book cover credit: &lt;a href="http://librarything.com/work/9872355" target="new"&gt;librarything.com/work/9872355&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Awards:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Schneider Family Book Award, Teen (2011)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Booktalk:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever had one of those moments where you fly off the handle a little and tell everyone just how dumb they are, how they're doing everything wrong, and how you could do it better? Piper has. But instead of being told to shove it after telling off the lead singer of Dumb, the most recent winner of a Battle of the Bands competition no one's ever heard of, she's offered the position of band manager. Now Piper, who knows nothing of rock music having lost most of her hearing at an early age, is in charge of promoting and controlling the bands' members, so different that they amount to &lt;i&gt;Five Flavors of Dumb&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Review:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've known more than my share of garage bands and "artistic" types in my life (Hi guys!), and I loved how John showed off the different types of high school musicians (I'd say stereotypes, but these folks are real, dude). First there is Will, the bass player. Like all bass players, he's an enigma unto himself. There's Tasha, the angry grrl guitar player who is in love with Will. Ed, a classical musician, plays the drums and basically adds the stability of years of musical training to the group. Kallie's hot. Girls want to be her and guys want to do her, and every band needs someone like that, right? And then there's Josh, the lead singer. He's all ego and jumping around and hogging the spotlight. And wanting to do Kallie. He also hires Piper, who is in way over her head, in the hopes of getting a paying gig for the band.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John could have made that set-up a whole book in and of itself, albeit a much less satisfying one. Instead of being a book all about the band, this is a book all about how Piper deals with them. But it's also a book about Piper and her life at school and at home. Woven through her parents reactions to Dumb are Piper's reactions to her family. Her maternal grandparents (now deceased) were both deaf and very into deaf culture. They instilled a sense of pride in Piper, along with the sense that she has the ability to do anything she wants to do regardless of her lack of hearing. Piper's mother and brother are both fluent in ASL (American Sign Language), but her father does not sign at all. Her infant sister was born deaf. In her, Piper saw a kind of ally. Or, she did until her parents raided Piper's college fund to get her sister a cochlear implant (a surgically implanted device that can restore hearing to severely deaf persons). Betrayal and closing doors all in one. She hopes Dumb will be her ticket out of town and to the college of her dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The juxtaposition of why Dumb's different members, Piper included, are in the band, money, fame, the music (said very seriously), and various crushes on other band members, cause problems. All the band drama keeps this from turning into a problem novel about a moderately severe deaf girl in a hearing family and high school. Though the fact that Piper is deaf comes up over and over and over again in her dealings with various people in the music business as well as with the band itself (and, sadly, her family), it is never Piper's defining characteristic, just as Kallie's skin color is never hers (though she is proud of her mother's self-proclaimed status as "the first African American to go grunge" (p160)*).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best part about &lt;i&gt;Five Flavors of Dumb &lt;/i&gt;really is Piper herself. She has such a strong voice, sense of herself, and talent for sarcasm. I also loved her developing relationship with the girls of Dumb, Tasha and Kallie. I LOVE great girl friendship books, and by the end this one totally fit the bill. And watching Piper's rock music education was fabulous (the Seattle setting helped a bit). I grew up listening to Hendrix and other musicians of that era (thanks Dad), and I was in middle school and just getting into Nirvana when Kurt Cobain killed himself (thanks Johanna). I can't imagine coming to these musicians as a senior in high school. Seeing them through Piper and the rest of Dumb was like "meeting" them all over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Five-Flavors-Dumb-Antony-John/dp/0803734336/" target="new"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Five Flavors of Dumb&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt; came out earlier this month!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Book source: ARC picked up at ALA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;*Quotes and page numbers are from an uncorrected proof and may not match the published copy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/779663208438588679-6771589610508017526?l=lawral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lawral.blogspot.com/feeds/6771589610508017526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=779663208438588679&amp;postID=6771589610508017526' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779663208438588679/posts/default/6771589610508017526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779663208438588679/posts/default/6771589610508017526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lawral.blogspot.com/2010/11/five-flavors-of-dumb.html' title='Five Flavors of Dumb'/><author><name>Lawral the Librarian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16145893398291507839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lsHC4jGGKIM/TDNVfH8V1NI/AAAAAAAAAuI/lkn7lssV5xc/S220/IMAG0039a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lsHC4jGGKIM/TOLrERHdR-I/AAAAAAAAA5E/A6BA02mPHRU/s72-c/fiveflavors.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-779663208438588679.post-8287802201148907189</id><published>2010-11-16T08:25:00.117-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-16T08:25:00.365-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='in the middle challenge'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='san francisco'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='POC challenge'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='multicultural'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='POC'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fantasy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='series'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mythology'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='middle grade'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='local library challenge'/><title type='text'>The Lost Hero - for Tween Tuesday</title><content type='html'>Tween Tuesday was started over at &lt;a href="http://www.greenbeanteenqueen.com/" target="new"&gt;Green Bean Teen Queen&lt;/a&gt; as away to highlight awesome books for the 9-12 yr olds or Tweens. Any book highlighted on Tween Tuesday also counts for the In the Middle Reading Challenge! This week's book is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lsHC4jGGKIM/TNdEKyISeBI/AAAAAAAAA48/P6Et1HzENxw/s1600/losthero.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" px="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lsHC4jGGKIM/TNdEKyISeBI/AAAAAAAAA48/P6Et1HzENxw/s1600/losthero.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Riordan, Rick. &lt;i&gt;The Lost Hero&lt;/i&gt;. New York: Disney - Hyperion Books for Children, 2010. Print. The Heroes of Olympus 1.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;[Book cover credit: &lt;a href="http://librarything.com/work/9822197" target="new"&gt;librarything.com/work/9822197&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Booktalk:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Camp Half-Blood is packed, even in the winter. With the addition of new cabins for all the minor gods' children and everyone being claimed by the time they're 13, there are a ton more Heroes roaming around. But things still aren't going swimmingly. Zeus has closed Olympus and is not allowing the gods to talk to their mortal children. Artemis, even, is cut off from her huntresses. And Percy's missing. No matter where Rachel's predictions send Annabeth looking, she can't find him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this story isn't about all that, not really. It's about Piper, Leo and Jason. Three half-bloods with special gifts: Piper can convince anyone to do just about anything, Leo is amazingly good with his hands and can make an engine out of just about anything, and Jason, well, at the moment Jason can't remember anything. They've been hidden away at a school for delinquents, all unclaimed even though they're well beyond 13, but chosen by the gods since birth for what they must do now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Review:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;The Lost Hero&lt;/i&gt; totally fulfilled all my wishes and desires for it. It's still Camp Half-Blood (even if Chiron is especially cranky and unhelpful in this go-round), but it's not just more of the same. We're not so far into the future that Percy and Annabeth are former legends, nor are we so close to the end of &lt;a href="http://lawral.blogspot.com/2009/08/last-olympian.html"&gt;the last Percy book&lt;/a&gt; that we have to sit around and watch them make out all the time. They're not even main characters in this story, just cameo characters. The addition of the children of all the minor gods makes everything a bit more hectic and crowded and crazy, but the explanations of the various gods and their traits are still there. Not only do we get Piper, Leo and Jason as new characters, but there are a bunch of new potentially important folks back at camp as well. And (this is a bit spoilery, so highlight to read) &lt;span style="color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;San Francisco was never really evil&lt;/span&gt;! But that last one is probably only important to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't have asked for more, and I doubt other fans of the Percy Jackson books could either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Lost Hero&lt;/em&gt; is told from the perspectives of Piper, Leo and Jason. While they all kind of sound alike (see my criticism of the alternative viewpoints in Riordan's&amp;nbsp;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://lawral.blogspot.com/2010/06/red-pyramid-for-tween-tuesday.html"&gt;The Red Pyramid&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;), I never got them mixed up during the story. This may be more because of what is going on in each of their heads rather than distinction of voice.&amp;nbsp;Even though they're all on the same quest and living through the same adventures/dangers, they're not remotely going through the same things. Each of their lives really has been leading up to this quest and they're just now starting to figure out how. Piper is going through all kinds of internal torment because she has been basically told that she'll double-cross the other two (not to mention that all her memories of Jason, who she thought was her boyfriend, are probably a product of some super-potent Mist).&amp;nbsp;Leo is seeing his former babysitter Tia Callida (who encouraged playing with both fire and knives) and is figuring out connections between her, the weird circumstances surrounding his mother's death, and the prophecy he, Piper and Jason are meant to be fulfilling. And poor Jason. He's just trying to grasp hold of his memories: the ones that allow him to be a top-notch fighter, the ones that bring the gods' Roman rather than Greek names to his lips, and the ones that rumble in the back of his mind with every mention of the Titan War.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a bit more complicated, a bit more multi-layered, and a bit longer than the Percy books. But then, the characters (and the original Percy fans) are also a bit older. New readers will fare just fine without having read the Percy books (so far), but I have a feeling that won't be the case for much longer. And Percy fans will love the continuation of the Camp Half-Blood story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also of note: Leo is Latino and Piper is of Cherokee descent. Leo (very) occasionally uses Spanish words, especially in his memories. Piper reflects on her grandfather's life on the reservation as opposed to the life she's lived in California (her dad's a famous actor). She also bristles at the term "Half-Blood" upon reaching camp (though there is no examination or explanation of why that term bothers her in the text). Riordan doesn't make a big deal about the ethnicities of any of the characters (at least not the &lt;em&gt;mortal&lt;/em&gt; half of their ethnicity...), but he still manages to make it matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Book source: Philly Free Library where I started out 27th in line for this title a week before its release. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/779663208438588679-8287802201148907189?l=lawral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lawral.blogspot.com/feeds/8287802201148907189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=779663208438588679&amp;postID=8287802201148907189' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779663208438588679/posts/default/8287802201148907189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779663208438588679/posts/default/8287802201148907189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lawral.blogspot.com/2010/11/lost-hero-for-tween-tuesday.html' title='The Lost Hero - for Tween Tuesday'/><author><name>Lawral the Librarian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16145893398291507839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lsHC4jGGKIM/TDNVfH8V1NI/AAAAAAAAAuI/lkn7lssV5xc/S220/IMAG0039a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lsHC4jGGKIM/TNdEKyISeBI/AAAAAAAAA48/P6Et1HzENxw/s72-c/losthero.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-779663208438588679.post-2537213307903048202</id><published>2010-11-14T13:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-14T13:02:00.451-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog news'/><title type='text'>I'm baaack</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lsHC4jGGKIM/TNc8YYGhV_I/AAAAAAAAA44/Jq421uNzJUw/s1600/7checkouts10holds.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="234" px="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lsHC4jGGKIM/TNc8YYGhV_I/AAAAAAAAA44/Jq421uNzJUw/s320/7checkouts10holds.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I didn’t get to as many of the “grown-up” books as I wanted to during my time away. But that’s okay, because I’ve been reading library books! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realized during my break that lately I’ve been reading books that I feel obligated to read rather than books I want to read. Sometimes these two categories overlap, such as with &lt;a href="http://lawral.blogspot.com/2010/09/extraordinary.html" target="new"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Extraordinary&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;a href="http://lawral.blogspot.com/2010/09/penny-dreadful-for-tween-tuesday.html" target="new"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Penny Dreadful&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;, &lt;/i&gt;&lt;a href="http://lawral.blogspot.com/2010/10/mockingbirds.html" target="new"&gt;&lt;i&gt;The Mockingbirds&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;, &lt;/i&gt;&lt;a href="http://lawral.blogspot.com/2010/10/nightshade-city-for-tween-tuesday.html" target="new"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Nightshade City&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, and &lt;a href="http://lawral.blogspot.com/2010/09/kneebone-boy-for-tween-tuesday.html" target="new"&gt;&lt;i&gt;The Kneebone Boy&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, just to name a few. But basically, I’ve been reading a bunch of ARCs. Don’t get me wrong, I love ARCs and I’m grateful for all the ARCs and review copies that come my way. But since ALA, where I picked up BAGS of ARCs and passed out my card to more publishers and publicists than I can remember, I feel like I’ve been drowning in them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border: medium none;"&gt;And I don’t even have that many.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border: medium none;"&gt;But I’ve still been feeling very burnt out on this whole reading boatloads of YA/MG books and writing reviews of them. By giving myself a break from the pile of books I feel like I need to read, I realized that I do still really want to read YA/MG books and I still have a lot to say about them. I just want to pick what I read and when I’m going to read it! So, from a personal standpoint, I’m going to be more particular about what titles I accept for review, even if that means I’m removed from a few people’s pub lists. I’m tired of feeling bogged down by my blog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border: medium none;"&gt;From a more “professional,” or at least "blog goals" standpoint, I’m going to be more picky about what I review because I feel like I’ve moved away from what I wanted to do with my blog in the first place, that is to highlight YA/MG books featuring or written by POC and/or positively portraying members of the LGBTQ community. Looking over what I’ve reviewed since ALA, you wouldn’t know that’s supposed to be my focus. Brought to my attention by &lt;a href="http://blackteensread2.blogspot.com/2010/09/few-lovely-stats-sarcasm.html" target="new"&gt;MissAttitude&lt;/a&gt; and further explained by &lt;a href="http://zettaelliott.wordpress.com/2010/09/24/the-breakdown/" target="new"&gt;Zetta&lt;/a&gt; and the &lt;a href="http://www.education.wisc.edu/ccbc/books/pcstats.asp" target="new"&gt;CCBC (Cooperative Children’s Book Center)&lt;/a&gt;, the publishing statistics for books written by and/or about POC are abysmally low. According to the CCBC numbers, if you add the number of books written by POC to the number of books written about POC (and in reality&amp;nbsp;there is most likely overlap with those numbers), 18% of books for young people are written by or about POC. If the pile o’books I picked up at ALA is any kind of a representative sample, that statistic&amp;nbsp;is a bit high. In the last three months I've read and reviewed a total of three books where the main character is not white, and only one book that positively portrays members of the LGBTQ community (something that is not tracked by the CCBC). It makes me sad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, as the title of this post says, I'm back. Back from my blog break and back from a stint of reading what is handed to me rather than what is calling to me from the library or my TBR pile. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/779663208438588679-2537213307903048202?l=lawral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lawral.blogspot.com/feeds/2537213307903048202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=779663208438588679&amp;postID=2537213307903048202' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779663208438588679/posts/default/2537213307903048202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779663208438588679/posts/default/2537213307903048202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lawral.blogspot.com/2010/11/im-baaack.html' title='I&apos;m baaack'/><author><name>Lawral the Librarian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16145893398291507839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lsHC4jGGKIM/TDNVfH8V1NI/AAAAAAAAAuI/lkn7lssV5xc/S220/IMAG0039a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lsHC4jGGKIM/TNc8YYGhV_I/AAAAAAAAA44/Jq421uNzJUw/s72-c/7checkouts10holds.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-779663208438588679.post-324610747156734781</id><published>2010-10-30T08:29:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-30T08:29:00.381-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog news'/><title type='text'>Happy Halloween</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #e69138; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lsHC4jGGKIM/TI4wrF8PQ4I/AAAAAAAAA34/O66EOfmLLWc/s1600/me+and+nanna+1999.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lsHC4jGGKIM/TI4wrF8PQ4I/AAAAAAAAA34/O66EOfmLLWc/s400/me+and+nanna+1999.jpg" width="302" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(Me and my bestie circa 1999)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Happy Halloween Everyone!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it's tomorrow, but the kids in my neighborhood are making the rounds tonight. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Halloween has always been one of my favorite holidays. Not only do you get to dress up in some amazing outfit that you'd never be able to wear otherwise, but Halloween means it's only a week until my birthday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In honor of my anticipated post-Halloween candy coma and my birthday, I'm taking a little break. I'm going to spend the next two weeks hitting all the post-Halloween candy sales so I have something to munch while reading &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Rebels-Ireland-Dublin-Saga/dp/0345472365/" target="new"&gt;&lt;i&gt;The Rebels of Ireland&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (so I can finally mail it to my dad as promised months ago), &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/My-Booky-Wook-Memoir-Stand-Up/dp/0061857807/" target="new"&gt;Russell Brand's memoir&lt;/a&gt;, and maybe even the last third of &lt;i&gt;War and Peace&lt;/i&gt;. It's okay, I laughed a little at that last one too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You should spend the next two weeks doing the following:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;NOT forgetting about&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://lawral.blogspot.com/2010/10/mockingbirds.html"&gt;The Mockingbirds&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/i&gt;and &lt;i&gt;Five Flavors of Dumb&lt;/i&gt; (I'll review it when I get back) which come out on the 2nd and 11th, respectively,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b style="color: blue;"&gt;VOTING&lt;/b&gt;, if you're in the States and of age, of course,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;and trying to beat me to the sales of leftover candy!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;See you all in a couple weeks!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/779663208438588679-324610747156734781?l=lawral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lawral.blogspot.com/feeds/324610747156734781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=779663208438588679&amp;postID=324610747156734781' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779663208438588679/posts/default/324610747156734781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779663208438588679/posts/default/324610747156734781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lawral.blogspot.com/2010/10/happy-halloween.html' title='Happy Halloween'/><author><name>Lawral the Librarian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16145893398291507839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lsHC4jGGKIM/TDNVfH8V1NI/AAAAAAAAAuI/lkn7lssV5xc/S220/IMAG0039a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lsHC4jGGKIM/TI4wrF8PQ4I/AAAAAAAAA34/O66EOfmLLWc/s72-c/me+and+nanna+1999.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-779663208438588679.post-7177207757755602150</id><published>2010-10-28T08:55:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-28T08:55:00.912-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='philadelphia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fantasy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='paranormal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='local library challenge'/><title type='text'>Tombstone Tea</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lsHC4jGGKIM/TI1o-OeWcBI/AAAAAAAAA3w/tzTO3wCAPWw/s1600/tombstonetea.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lsHC4jGGKIM/TI1o-OeWcBI/AAAAAAAAA3w/tzTO3wCAPWw/s320/tombstonetea.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;Dahme, Joanne. &lt;i&gt;Tombstone Tea&lt;/i&gt;. Philadelphia: Running Press Teens - Running Press Book Publishers, 2009. Print.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;[Book cover credit: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.librarything.com/work/8431217"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;librarything.com/work/8431217&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Booktalk:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jenny loves her daughter, Amy, and would do and has done anything and everything for her. This will never change. Even after they are separated by Amy's death. Even years after Jenny has died herself, hoping for a reunion beyond the grave. When Jessie walks into Laurel Hill Cemetery and bumps into the metal angel over Amy's tombstone, Jenny knows she can use Jessie's life force to&amp;nbsp;bring Amy's&amp;nbsp;spirit back to&amp;nbsp;her. After all, a mother's love is eternal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Review:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tombstone Tea&lt;/em&gt; alternates (in huge chunks) between shortly after Amy's death and Jessie's modern day experiences in the cemetery. We don't quite learn what really happened between Jenny and her daughter at the same time that we watch Jenny try to use Jessie for her otherworldly purposes, but the two stories still run alongside each other with Paul as a connection and guide for each. His role as a spiritualist in the early 1900's is an interesting one that I wish had been looked at more closely. But even without any explanation of the spiritualist movement, it's clear from the start that Paul's connection to the dead is both important and powerful. Not until almost the end of the book do we see how much it altered his life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me, the characters, not the two storylines, were the strength of &lt;em&gt;Tombstone Tea&lt;/em&gt;. Paul and the other ghosts Jessie meets in Laurel Hill Cemetery are well-done and manage to convey the weirdness of finding oneself a ghost as well as the history of their former, living selves without detracting from the story. It's very &lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://lawral.blogspot.com/2009/09/graveyard-book.html"&gt;Graveyard Book&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, especially since all of them, save Jenny, are almost completely non-threatening. And Jenny? She is deliciously creepy, obsessive and dangerous, both in life and after it. She is not, however, enough to ratchet this book's scary points up to the "horror" level. Though there are scary moments, the whole thing is much more paranormal, creepy, spiritualist, if you will, than downright scary. It is still a great Halloween read, especially if you're fascinated by the Victorians' fascination with death and the beautiful cemeteries they created.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was one thing this book was missing that I noticed right from the start: an author's note about the real &lt;a href="http://www.thelaurelhillcemetery.org/" target="new"&gt;Laurel Hill Cemetery&lt;/a&gt;. If I didn't live in so nearby in Philly and&amp;nbsp;have a sister who really likes visiting cemeteries and a girlfriend who really likes taking pictures of weird things (Jessie's dad calls Laurel Hill a "magnificent outdoor sculpture garden" (16) and he is so right), I wouldn't know that this book is set in a real place. This is a real shame for a lot of different reasons, first of which is the fact that the main historical ghosts in the story were also real people that are&amp;nbsp;actually buried in Laurel Hill (except Paul, of course, for whom there is no record in real life or the book). The spooky reason being that Laurel Hill hosts a lot of events throughout the year including&amp;nbsp;one called&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.thelaurelhillcemetery.org/index.php?m=4&amp;amp;id=15" target="new"&gt;Dining with the Dead&lt;/a&gt;, which is happening tonight. Eerily close to a &lt;i&gt;Tombstone Tea&lt;/i&gt;, don't you think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Book source: Philly Free Library&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/779663208438588679-7177207757755602150?l=lawral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lawral.blogspot.com/feeds/7177207757755602150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=779663208438588679&amp;postID=7177207757755602150' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779663208438588679/posts/default/7177207757755602150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779663208438588679/posts/default/7177207757755602150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lawral.blogspot.com/2010/10/tombstone-tea.html' title='Tombstone Tea'/><author><name>Lawral the Librarian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16145893398291507839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lsHC4jGGKIM/TDNVfH8V1NI/AAAAAAAAAuI/lkn7lssV5xc/S220/IMAG0039a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lsHC4jGGKIM/TI1o-OeWcBI/AAAAAAAAA3w/tzTO3wCAPWw/s72-c/tombstonetea.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-779663208438588679.post-7255162037576038877</id><published>2010-10-25T10:30:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-12-03T10:08:19.778-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='romance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='great girl friendship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='paranormal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='finding yourself'/><title type='text'>Personal Demons</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lsHC4jGGKIM/TMWHhEChX9I/AAAAAAAAA40/SjixHrfJMjE/s1600/personaldemons.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lsHC4jGGKIM/TMWHhEChX9I/AAAAAAAAA40/SjixHrfJMjE/s1600/personaldemons.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Desrochers, Lisa. &lt;i&gt;Personal Demons&lt;/i&gt;. New York: Tor, 2010. Print.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;[Book cover credit: &lt;a href="http://librarything.com/work/9527854" target="new"&gt;librarything.com/work/9527854&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Booktalk (kind of):&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to think of something clever and interesting to sum up the plot of the book and get you interested, and I almost never use the jacket copy or internet summaries, but what it says right on the cover is just too good to pass up:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;If you had to choose between Heaven and Hell, which would it be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...Are you &lt;i&gt;sure&lt;/i&gt; about that?&lt;/blockquote&gt;Awesome, yes? But in order to give you a little more info about the set-up, I'll try again:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frannie Cavanaugh is a pretty average girl: one of 5 sisters all (really) named Mary, kicked out of Catholic school, expert in Judo. Like I said, pretty average. Until Luc shows up, shortly followed by Gabe. Two new guys at school, one smolderingly hot and sexy, the other the real life embodiment of what Calvin Klein was trying to do with all those blond male models in tighty-whiteys. And both seemingly enamored of Frannie and determined to win her for his own. But this is no (un)friendly rivalry or game to get the girl. Luc and Gabe are battling each other to win Frannie to their side, and who she picks may determine the fate of the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Review:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at that cover and then look at my little blurb again. It seems like &lt;i&gt;Personal Demons&lt;/i&gt; could be an overly dramatic teenage bodice-ripper involving "heavenly bodies" with "hellish consequences" (it's a euphemism if it's in quotes) among other things. It's not. True, there are some Very Big Things going on here, and the potential to be over the top about it is high, but Desrochers manages to make this story focus on Frannie and her inner turmoil about these two guys who suddenly want her, her unwillingness to let people in, and her discomfort around religion in general.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Told in alternating points of view, Frannie and Luc's, &lt;i&gt;Personal Demons&lt;/i&gt; is not only really damn steamy, it's also a refreshing look at the start of a relationship. In YA lit, it seems that we're always treated to the girl side of the equation, and more often than not, that girl is insecure about where the relationship is going. We get that here, and Frannie certainly has a LOT to be worried and insecure about with Luc, but we also get the other side. The parts of the book from Luc's point of view were my favorite. Not only has he had centuries to perfect his wit, making him both funny and insightful,* but he's also just as insecure as Frannie. She's supposed to be his mark; he's been sent from the depths of Hell to tag her soul for eternity. He is knocked on his butt by his genuine attraction to and feelings for Frannie. I love seeing a guy in YA go all googly eyed (without turning stalker or otherwise creepy) over a girl...even if this guy is a demon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is so much else that &lt;i&gt;Personal Demons&lt;/i&gt; has going for it. I don't want to make this unreadable long, so I'll try to just touch on a few other points of greatness here:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Frannie has awesome friends who threaten to beat up Luc if he messes with her.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Frannie has hilarious sisters (all named Mary) who aren't so fleshed out that they crowd the story, but are all there and manage to be supportive anyway.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Frannie's Grandpa! He's great. Just so so great. He's supportive of Frannie in a way that the rest of her family is not. They all want what's best for her (which is wonderful); he trusts her to figure out what that is for herself.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;There are multiple deep discussions about forgiving oneself as well as a serious look at whether or not there is anything that is unforgivable.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Frannie's discomfort with religion is explored in a sensitive way along with why bad things happen to good people.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;By the end of the book, Frannie, Luc, and Gabe all learn a lot about love and sacrifice.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;I really loved &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Personal-Demons-Lisa-Desrochers/dp/0765328089/" target="new"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Personal Demons&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, and I wasn't sure I would just by looking at it. It fits in nicely with other paranormal romances (though it's way sexier than most), but it also looks at some more serious issues. The paranormal aspect brings all of Frannie's existing issues (religion, forgiveness, her inability to let her guard down) to the forefront, but the hot demon and sexy angel roaming the halls of her high school do not cause her story to exist. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Book source: Review copy provided by the publisher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;*Best line in a book EVER (with some context): &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Because I love her&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;That's got to be what this feeling is--the giddy rush I feel when I look at her, the way all my insides scream when I think about Belias taking her, the insatiable need I have to be with her. &lt;i&gt;How is that possible? &lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;There's no crying in baseball and no love in Hell. &lt;/b&gt;It's just the rules.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;p.193 (bold emphasis is mine; the italics are all Desrochers)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/779663208438588679-7255162037576038877?l=lawral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lawral.blogspot.com/feeds/7255162037576038877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=779663208438588679&amp;postID=7255162037576038877' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779663208438588679/posts/default/7255162037576038877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779663208438588679/posts/default/7255162037576038877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lawral.blogspot.com/2010/10/personal-demons.html' title='Personal Demons'/><author><name>Lawral the Librarian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16145893398291507839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lsHC4jGGKIM/TDNVfH8V1NI/AAAAAAAAAuI/lkn7lssV5xc/S220/IMAG0039a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lsHC4jGGKIM/TMWHhEChX9I/AAAAAAAAA40/SjixHrfJMjE/s72-c/personaldemons.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-779663208438588679.post-680218206333112442</id><published>2010-10-22T09:17:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-22T09:17:00.498-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='historical fiction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='horror'/><title type='text'>The House of Dead Maids</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lsHC4jGGKIM/TMD96ORFD9I/AAAAAAAAA4w/c6TV2sEO7_g/s1600/deadmaids.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lsHC4jGGKIM/TMD96ORFD9I/AAAAAAAAA4w/c6TV2sEO7_g/s1600/deadmaids.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Dunkle, Clare B. &lt;i&gt;The House of Dead Maids&lt;/i&gt;. New York: Henry Holt and Company, 2010. Print.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;[Book cover credit: &lt;a href="http://librarything.com/work/8873918" targer="new"&gt;librarything.com/work/8873918&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Booktalk:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Tabby Ackroyd arrives at Seldom House, she finds her place there unlike any other job she's ever had. She's a maid, specifically the Young Maid, but she's not really expected to do anything until the Young Master, her charge, arrives. No one knows the Young Master's name, including the Young Master who refers to himself as Heathen Git. Tabby is determined to save the boy, who she calls Himself, and bring him to the light despite the darkness of Seldom House. And despite the previous Young Maid, now dead, cold and eyeless, who won't leave Tabby and her charge alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Review:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This cover grabbed me at ALA. I walked past the huge poster of the girl with no eyes probably a dozen times before I decided I just &lt;i&gt;had&lt;/i&gt; to &lt;i&gt;have&lt;/i&gt; a copy of this book. That girl on the cover is so enthralling. And a little disturbing. And she doesn't disappoint. This book is enthralling. And a more than a little disturbing. Tabby's life at Seldom House is odd, creepy, and plagued by ghosts, some seemingly kind and some openly menacing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/House-Dead-Maids-Clare-Dunkle/dp/0805091165/" target="new"&gt;&lt;i&gt;The House of Dead Maids&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt; has a wonderfully creepy and complicated set-up. It is hard to guess what is &lt;i&gt;really&lt;/i&gt; going on at Seldom House with its old maid and young maid, neither of whom are actually maids, and its old master and young master, neither of whom act like the wealthy landowners they're supposed to be. Everything is a bit...off, from the way the house is run to the way the townspeople react to those in it. In the beginning, it's not so weird that it alarms Tabby, every town and house has its quirks, but it does make her feel vulnerable and a little off-kilter. It's in this state that she starts to encounter the ghosts, one in particular that she might have know in their lives before Seldom House. The mood ranges from a little dark to pretty darn scary. When we finally see what is really going on at Seldom House, there are a  few holes left in the story, but they do not detract from the rapidly  increasing creepy factor that just keeps getting higher the more things  are explained. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Much has been made of The Heathcliff Connection in this book. Himself, or Heathen Git, is supposed to grow up to be Brontë's Heathcliff, and Tabby, a real historical person, grows up to be the Brontës' maid and teller of late night ghost stories. While this is kind of cool, I do think that The Heathcliff Connection is being emphasized a bit too much (on the blogs, by the publishers, in the jacket copy). It didn't seem to have too much to do with the stories, &lt;i&gt;The House of Dead Maids &lt;/i&gt;or &lt;i&gt;Wuthering Heights&lt;/i&gt;. Tabby's real life connection to the Brontës, on the other hand, was pretty interesting, especially when an explanation involving the hauntings at Seldom House is given for why the real life sisters cared for this maid so devotedly for her entire life. The epilogue offers more information about the historical Tabby, which I found very interesting and much more related to the story in this book than the (I felt) forced Heathcliff Connection. The epilogue also contains a plug for the &lt;a href="http://www.claredunkle.com/Design/maidsjacket.htm" target="new"&gt;author's website&lt;/a&gt; where there is more information about the historical Brontës, &lt;i&gt;Wuthering Heights&lt;/i&gt;, and Tabby Ackroyd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a very spooky, scary story that is a perfect Halloween read, and with the extra awesome cover it will be perfect for Halloween displays as well. For Brontë fans, The Heathcliff Connection will be an added bonus to a book that is a great keep-the-lights-on story for the rest of us as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Book source: Arc picked up at ALA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS - And there are illustrations! Little ones at the beginning of each chapter. Some of which make that cover art look as harmless as a tea party.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/779663208438588679-680218206333112442?l=lawral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lawral.blogspot.com/feeds/680218206333112442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=779663208438588679&amp;postID=680218206333112442' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779663208438588679/posts/default/680218206333112442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779663208438588679/posts/default/680218206333112442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lawral.blogspot.com/2010/10/house-of-dead-maids.html' title='The House of Dead Maids'/><author><name>Lawral the Librarian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16145893398291507839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lsHC4jGGKIM/TDNVfH8V1NI/AAAAAAAAAuI/lkn7lssV5xc/S220/IMAG0039a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lsHC4jGGKIM/TMD96ORFD9I/AAAAAAAAA4w/c6TV2sEO7_g/s72-c/deadmaids.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-779663208438588679.post-2511841266709386854</id><published>2010-10-19T09:53:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-19T09:53:00.341-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='in the middle challenge'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='historical fiction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='paranormal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='middle grade'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='horror'/><title type='text'>The Ghost of Crutchfield Hall - for Tween Tuesday</title><content type='html'>Tween Tuesday was started over at &lt;a href="http://www.greenbeanteenqueen.com/" target="new"&gt;Green Bean Teen Queen&lt;/a&gt; as away to highlight awesome books for the 9-12 yr olds or Tweens. Any book highlighted on Tween Tuesday also counts for the In the Middle Reading Challenge! This week's book is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lsHC4jGGKIM/TLs8WruxqBI/AAAAAAAAA4s/2EYPgJA-VRU/s1600/crutchfield.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lsHC4jGGKIM/TLs8WruxqBI/AAAAAAAAA4s/2EYPgJA-VRU/s1600/crutchfield.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hahn, Mary Downing. &lt;em&gt;The Ghost of Crutchfield Hall&lt;/em&gt;. Boston: Clarion Books, 2010. Print.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;[Book cover credit: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://librarything.com/work/9790662" target="new"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;librarything.com/work/9790662&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Booktalk:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Florence's uncle sends for her, taking her from Miss Medleycoate's Home for Orphan Girls and offering her a place in his home, she thinks her life must be finally looking up. When she gets to Crutchfield Hall, she finds her uncle to be wonderful and caring but away a lot on business. She's left with a crotchety aunt who doesn't bother to hide her dislike of Florence, her sickly cousin James who refuses to leave his bed, and the oppressive memory of James' older sister Sophia who died a year earlier. But then Sophia's memory stops just being oppressive; Sophia becomes...persuasive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Review:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mary Downing Hahn was the author of my childhood nightmares. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her books, especially &lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Wait-Till-Helen-Comes-Ghost/dp/0547028644/" target="new"&gt;Wait Till Helen Comes&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, terrified be as a child. The only time in my entire life that my mother limited the content of my reading was to not allow me to read her Hahn's books after dark. As I've admitted before, I scare easily, but Hahn's books scared everyone. I have a distinct memory of my friends Karen and Paige and I reading one of her books out loud at a slumber party. Later that night we were dared to go outside by Paige's sister. That's it, just go outside. We couldn't do it. Paige's sister put all our underwear in the freezer as our "consequence" for turning down the dare. We felt lucky. We were in the sixth grade. I'm pretty sure that stopped my torrid affair with Hahn's book, but I still remember them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was with this background that I picked up &lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Ghost-Crutchfield-Hall-Mary-Downing/dp/0547385609/" target="new"&gt;The Ghost of Crutchfield Hall&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, expecting to be scared. And I wasn't. It's not that I'm so grown-up now or so desensitized by years of scary books and movies that I hadn't been in late elementary-middle school. I admitted just a couple months ago that I couldn't read &lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://lawral.blogspot.com/2010/08/dead-boys-for-tween-tuesday.html"&gt;The Dead Boys&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt; right before bed. It's that Sophia wasn't all that scary. She's mean, but not evil; jealous, but has no power/knowledge to get what she wants. She's just a sad, spoiled girl who doesn't want to be dead and who will hang around grabbing everyone's attention with her antics and tantrums until she gets what she wants: a second chance at life. Because it's just nor fair! Especially when James gets to live. Sophia terrorizes James and tries to get Florence to help (and sometimes succeeds).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it still wasn't scary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because the whole story revolved around Sophia and Florence and James' fear of her, &lt;em&gt;The Ghost of Crutchfield Hall&lt;/em&gt; kind of fell apart for me. Younger readers who are not quite ready for the super-scary stuff but are still looking for a Halloween book will be happy with this one. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Readers who aren't expecting Mary Downing Hahn to always remind them why Joey is right to be afraid of little girl ghosts&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt; might be happy with it too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Book source: Arc picked up at ALA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I tried to find a clip, but no dice:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Chandler: Joey, there was a little girl who lived here, but she died like 30 years ago.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Joey's eyes double in size)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Joey: (frightened) What?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Chandler: Ha! I'm just messing with you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Joey: That's not funny! You know I'm afraid of little girl ghosts!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;- from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.friendscafe.org/scripts/s10/1014.php"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;" target="new"&gt;http://www.friendscafe.org/scripts/s10/1014.php&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;You can also watch the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mefeedia.com/tv/25428122" target+?new?=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;whole episode online&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;, if you want the visual. The scene I'm referencing is at about 17:30. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/779663208438588679-2511841266709386854?l=lawral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lawral.blogspot.com/feeds/2511841266709386854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=779663208438588679&amp;postID=2511841266709386854' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779663208438588679/posts/default/2511841266709386854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779663208438588679/posts/default/2511841266709386854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lawral.blogspot.com/2010/10/ghost-of-crutchfield-hall-for-tween.html' title='The Ghost of Crutchfield Hall - for Tween Tuesday'/><author><name>Lawral the Librarian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16145893398291507839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lsHC4jGGKIM/TDNVfH8V1NI/AAAAAAAAAuI/lkn7lssV5xc/S220/IMAG0039a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lsHC4jGGKIM/TLs8WruxqBI/AAAAAAAAA4s/2EYPgJA-VRU/s72-c/crutchfield.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-779663208438588679.post-4696160905565180789</id><published>2010-10-15T09:36:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-15T12:24:33.444-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sexual assault'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='realistic fiction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='abuse'/><title type='text'>Hope in Patience</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lsHC4jGGKIM/TLJOx4BO81I/AAAAAAAAA4o/aBN-5a_gQK4/s1600/hopeinpatience.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lsHC4jGGKIM/TLJOx4BO81I/AAAAAAAAA4o/aBN-5a_gQK4/s1600/hopeinpatience.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Fehlbaum, Beth. &lt;i&gt;Hope in Patience&lt;/i&gt;. Lodi, NJ: WestSide Books, 2010. Print.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;[Book cover credit: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://librarything.com/work/10522298/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;librarything.com/work/10522298/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Awards:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nominated for YALSA Quick Pick's for Reluctant Readers, 2010&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Booktalk:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally out of her step-father's house where she suffered through years of sexual abuse at his hands, Ashley is adjusting to life in Patience, Texas. In Patience she has a father, a real father, who wants to protect her, a step-mother who doesn't see her as "the competition," a little brother who &lt;i&gt;will&lt;/i&gt; play his video games so loudly that he entire house shakes, and a therapist who refuses to let her wallow in her past. Basically, she has a chance at a normal life. But with the coming trial against her step-father, her own flashbacks, and a seriously misguided rumor mill threatening to drag her down, Ashley may never be able to focus on the "normal" problems she &lt;i&gt;should&lt;/i&gt; be worrying about at her age: her last place status on the cross-country team, a group project with one of the most uncooperative group members ever, and whether or not a certain boy can look past everything else going on in Ashley's life and just &lt;i&gt;like&lt;/i&gt; her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Review:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a harsh story, and my heart broke for Ashley over and over again while I was reading it. It is not a book that will be immediately accessible to a wide audience. It is a book that shows how one young woman is able to overcome years of sexual and emotional abuse with the help of some solid family and friends, and as such, it it has the power to provide exactly what the title suggests, hope, if it gets into the right hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ashley's abuse at the hands of her step-father is definitely a focal point of &lt;i&gt;Hope in Patience&lt;/i&gt;, even though it is all in the past at the opening of the book (though it does still manage to be graphic in places). Her mother's emotional abuse, however, manages to still reach Ashley in Patience and still tear Ashley to bits. It is that, more than facing her step-father at trial that puts up roadblocks on Ashley's road to normalcy. It is also what makes it so hard for Ashley to trust that her father and step-mother really love her, want her around, and have her best interest at heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ashley's father, David, wasn't around when she was a kid. He had been an alcoholic, prompting her mother to leave him and take Ashley with her. Rather than wallow in the realization that he could have saved Ashley from years of abuse had he just looked her up and been a part of her life, he steps up and welcomes Ashley to his house and home with open arms. He becomes the best supportive dad a girl could ask for, and though Ashley's trust issues (and his prior absence) make her unable to call him "Dad," it is clear that he quickly becomes one of the foundation pieces in her growing support system in in her new life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bev, David's wife, is also instrumental to Ashley's increasingly happy life in Patience. She steps right into the role of the mother Ashley never had, without pause and without question. Bev becomes Ashley's confidant and friend (and English teacher), and when the time comes when Ashley needs someone to tell her to just get over it already, Bev's the one to do it.* For clarification, No one ever implies that Ashley should just get over years of abuse. Ever. She has an amazingly patient and supportive family and therapist who all understand that these things take (a lot of) time. But! Whenever anything bad happens, anything at all, Ashley has a tendency to close in on herself and shut out the world. &lt;i&gt;This&lt;/i&gt; is what Bev tells her to get over, in a completely not-angry, non-judgemental way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the real star is, of course, Ashley. She's scared, kind, bold, shy, and overly aware of herself in the way that folks in therapy often are. And she's funny. And not broken. Fehlbaum, in Ashley, has managed to show that a person can go through hell and back, be totally and in some ways irrevocably scarred, and still not lose what make them &lt;i&gt;them&lt;/i&gt;. Ashley displays fierce loyalties to her friends, K.C. and Z.Z. especially, even when she's struggling to hold herself together. And they do the same for her when she needs it the most. And there's Joshua. He's cute, he's also on the track team, and he like Ashley, which in a lot of ways terrifies her. Learning to trust him with all of her issues is the Big Thing in this book. It's the Big Problem and also the Big Indication of Growth. It's also really sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Hope in Patience&lt;/i&gt; is ultimately about how Ashley grows out of the shell that years of abuse put her in. It is the powerful story of how she stops being Ashley-who-was-abused and becomes just Ashley.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Hope-Patience-Beth-Fehlbaum/dp/1934813419/"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Hope in Patience&lt;/i&gt; will be out in hardback on October 27th!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Book source: ARC provided by the publisher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;*Bev also assigns controversial (Chris Crutcher) books in her classes, allows kids to hang out in her classroom before and after school, accepts "edgy" freaks and religious zealots alike, and is basically all kinds of awesome. And she's backed up by the sassy, southern principal's secretary, making her exponentially more powerful in her school setting. Bev is basically who I want to be when I grow up, except I want to be in a library rather than a classroom. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/779663208438588679-4696160905565180789?l=lawral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lawral.blogspot.com/feeds/4696160905565180789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=779663208438588679&amp;postID=4696160905565180789' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779663208438588679/posts/default/4696160905565180789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779663208438588679/posts/default/4696160905565180789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lawral.blogspot.com/2010/10/hope-in-patience.html' title='Hope in Patience'/><author><name>Lawral the Librarian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16145893398291507839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lsHC4jGGKIM/TDNVfH8V1NI/AAAAAAAAAuI/lkn7lssV5xc/S220/IMAG0039a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lsHC4jGGKIM/TLJOx4BO81I/AAAAAAAAA4o/aBN-5a_gQK4/s72-c/hopeinpatience.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-779663208438588679.post-3994118017240787351</id><published>2010-10-12T09:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-11T10:38:57.774-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='in the middle challenge'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='realistic fiction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='series'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='middle grade'/><title type='text'>River Odyssey - for Tween Tuesday</title><content type='html'>Tween Tuesday was started over at &lt;a href="http://www.greenbeanteenqueen.com/" target="new"&gt;Green Bean Teen Queen&lt;/a&gt; as away to highlight awesome books for the 9-12 yr olds or Tweens. Any book highlighted on Tween Tuesday also counts for the In the Middle Reading Challenge! This week's book is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lsHC4jGGKIM/TLI_UJYYrfI/AAAAAAAAA4g/Ra2smrn1a1o/s1600/riverodyssey.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lsHC4jGGKIM/TLI_UJYYrfI/AAAAAAAAA4g/Ra2smrn1a1o/s1600/riverodyssey.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Roy, Philip. &lt;i&gt;River Odyssey&lt;/i&gt;. Vancouver: Ronsdale Press, 2010. Print. The Submarine Outlaw Series 3.&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;[Book cover credit: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://librarything.com/work/10508116" target="new"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;librarything.com/work/10508116&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;]&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Booktalk:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;If Sheba dreamt about you, you were in for it.&lt;br /&gt;"There was a big storm," she began.&lt;br /&gt;I sat up and listened closely. A big storm was no big deal; I had seen lots of those.&lt;br /&gt;"And there was a sea monster."&lt;br /&g
