. Athena's Books: December 2009
Thursday, December 31, 2009

I love Deb Caletti...Author Week at The Undercover Booklover


Deb Caletti Week: Great 1st Week for 2010!
Have I ever told you guys that one of my all time favorite books is The Nature of Jade by Deb Caletti? You're probably thinking "another favorite?" What can I say...there are just so many awsome YA books out there. Well, for all those of you who are fans of Deb Caletti or those of you who will become fans (once you read one of her books), The Undercover Booklover is hosting Deb Caletti Week this first week of January. There will be several reviews and an author interview. Can not wait to read the interview! I wish I had the time to do a bunch of cool stuff like this, but until I do, I will just have to let you all know what other bloggers are doing and support them in their endeavors to spread YA joy. I haven't reviewed any of her books before, but I did list The Secret Life of Prince Charming as part of my 12 Days of Christmas. Speaking of which, The Undercover Booklover is also giving away a copy of The Secret Life...I will definitely enter this contest!
Wednesday, December 30, 2009

TwentyTen Reading Challenge






Found this reading challenge online...seems like an excellent way to start 2010! Check it out and sign up at Bart's Bookshelf. You have to read two books from each category, so you get a pretty well-rounded reading selection. I wonder if I will have time to do all this reading. Oh, well, sounds like a lot of fun!
Tuesday, December 29, 2009

Totally YA Tuesday: Pucker...Up to a Great Book!


Sometimes science fiction hurts my head. So does fantasy, for that matter. Many of them become more plot stories than anything else and fill up pages with other realms and mythologies and a bunch of other stuff that can get way too involved. For instance, I'm reading Betwixt right now, and I found myself scanning through the whole Ring of Fire section in the middle book when the main characters start realizing they are part of the fairy world. Too much, too fast. I think I knew less than the characters. I really did try to read it with understanding, but then my brain gave up and figured I wouldn't get it either way. I'd rather see it than read it, so that's why I love movies like I Am Legend, Terminator, Avatar (which I have yet to see, but really want to!)

If I ever write a sci-fi/fantasy book, my model will be Pucker by Melanie Gideon. Like I metioned on Sunday's post, the entire story is packed into about 270 pages with a neat beginning, middle, and end. There is no need for a sequel or trilogy. Like other books of the genre, the main character, nicknamed Pucker because of his burnt face, is involved in another realm beyond Earth. In this case, it is a parallel universe hidden like bumps within Earth. There are portals to this parallel world and though the author describes Puckers's descent into Isaura and ascent back to Earth, it is through his voice--the voice of a seventeen year old boy who has about as much expertise and technical know-how as the average Joe living anywhere in the world. When you don't have the jargon, all you can do is describe the event in the familiar world of sight and touch. She includes a mere a paragraph for his trip into Isaura, and I can completely picture it:

Within seconds an invisible undertow sucks me under and away...I travel into the matter that separates the worlds. I float down through shafts of amber light. The current imprints itself like a thousand hands on my body.

I love that last line...he is transformed by the energy, but it is subtle. The current propels him forward like human hands all over his body.

As for his mission in Isaura, Pucker must retrieve his mother's seer skin to keep her from dying. His mother is tormented by prophecies and visison, and in a way, the seers kin will buffer the impact of her gift on her body and mind. The seer skin is like a second skin of a million tiny stars nearly sewn into those gifted with the skin. She no longer has it because it was removed from her body in Isaura before she left for Earth. Isaura is like Earth but without all the modern technologies and luxuries. In Isaura people still travel by horse and cart and live without electricity. But they can do other things. They can heal people, restore limbs, remove scars, restore sight. They can fortell eveyone's future on a daily basis. They allow humans to enter and work in their world as The Changed, or those who are in perfect physical form in the excahnge for service occupations. But physical change comes at a price to individual identity.

As you would guess, Pucker is torn between returning to Earth and remaining in Isaura. On Earth he is Pucker, nearly friendless, and without any hope of ever holding a girl. In Isaura he is Thomas, unimaginably handsome with many girls throwing themselves at him. And then there is Phaidra, one of the beautiful Changed. How can he return to the scars, to the pain of his isolation and mental anguish, to the strained relationship between mother and son? As a reader, you want Pucker to win. You want him to get his cake and eat it too, but I won't tell you whether he does or not.

All I have left to say is that Pucker is a very imaginative narrative that captivates from the start. There are so many beautiful, literary passages that read more like prose poetry:

She's a trafficker in possibility. It's a seam she's after, for every moment can go one of two ways, and now she must convince the moment to rethink itself, to move in a different direction. She massages the seam. She steams it open with her intention. Ans d as she does this, slowly my pain begins to dissipate.

WOW! She steams it open with her intention!
And my favorite:

For the first time in my life I forget I'm burned, and I'm just a boy and there is this girl and some invisible cord connects us.

But there's also another boy and it isn't me, and it's he who gets to touch her, he who gets to make her gasp.

One last thing...love the allusion to The Great War. I do teach history, after all.
Sunday, December 27, 2009

Sunday's Are For Blogging...Procastination and Pucker


Rant: Why can't I just get it together and get some book written? Who cares if it's not the best written thing? I can always go back and edit it like crazy. I mean, that's how I write every academic paper I have to write for class. I just write without a plan, go back and fix it, and I get A's. I don't know. Maybe it's more of a psychological thing, especially when I start thinking about all the books I've read and really love and consider how it seems nearly impossible to write something of that length and of that worth that people will actually want to read. It just seems overwhelming, but I do know the more I procastinate the more I will never get anything written, much less published. Like I said, why can't I just punch out about a 1000 words a day? Really, that just means about 4 double spaced typed pages. I can do that...just gotta start. Somebody, anybody, send me some motivation, inspiration, and a "you can do it!" I've actually got an awesome idea (not from the stories I've started) and if I don't jump on it, someone else is going to write something similar and then I will have to kick myself hard on both shins really, really hard.

Rave: Just finished reading Pucker by Melanie Gideon and it is outstanding. It's the book I wish I had written...haven't I already said that about 100 times for other YA novels? It's a little bit sci-fi/ fantasy with a parallel world (part of the idea I mention on my rant above), a little bit romance (of course, that will be part of any story I write), a little bit of teen angst and awkwardness, a male protagonist (which I seem to prefer lately) who is not foul mouthed or overtly perverse, and a plot line of sacrifice--doing things for others rather than for yourself and considereing the outcome of the best thing to do, not the selfish thing to do. The story is about 270 pages long and contains the entire story without a need for a trilogy. And the writing...beautiful. It's intense, lyrical, moving. It's wow...

For the first time in my life I forget I'm burned, and I'm just a boy and there is this girl and some invisible cord connects us.

But there's also another boy and it isn't me, and it's he who gets to touch her, he who gets to make her gasp.

Love it, love it, love it. You must read it. One last thing...it doesn't go overboard with the sci-fi stuff.


Book Summary (will do my own review later):

Thomas Quicksilver, known to his classmates as "Pucker," has always been an outsider. His crazy mother, the secret of his family's strange origins, and above all, the terrible scars on his face from a childhood fire—these things have kept Thomas isolated and alone.


Now, at seventeen, a quest to save his dying mother takes Thomas back to his birthplace, an alternate world called Isaura from which he and his mother were exiled years earlier. In Isaura, Thomas's scars will be magically healed. He will fall in love for the first time. And he will face a devastating, impossible choice.

In shimmering prose, Melanie Gideon's new novel takes readers from the lonely places in a boy's soul to a miraculous world of infinite possibility and frightening temptation

Saturday, December 26, 2009

Finally...11th an 12th Day...A Day Late!




Up to this point, none of the books have been in any particular order, but the ones I've chosen for day 11 and 12 are truly two of the best YA books I have ever read. The book summaries I added do not in anyway give enough justice to their worth. These are books I have to review! They are both must reads, and I have to say that Marcello in the Real World is probably the one I love just a bit more.

On the 11th day of Christmas my true love gave to me...

North of Beauiful by Justina ChenHeadley



Born with a port-wine stain birthmark covering her entire right cheek, Terra Rose Cooper is ready to leave her stifling, small Washington town where everyone knows her for her face. With her critical, reproachful father and an obese mother who turns to food to deflect her father's verbal attacks, home life for Terra isn't so great either. Fueled by her artistic desires, she plans to escape to an East Coast college, thinking this is her true path. When her father intercepts her acceptance letter, Terra is pushed off-course, and she is forced to confront her deepest insecurities. After an ironically fortuitous car accident, Terra meets Jacob, a handsome but odd goth Chinese boy who was adopted from China as a toddler. Jacob immediately understands Terra's battle with feeling different. When Terra's older brother invites her and her mother to visit him in Shanghai, Jacob and his mother also join them on their journey, where they all not only confront the truth about themselves, but also realize their own true beauty. North of Beautiful is the engaging third YA novel by Justina Chen Headley. This is a gorgeously-written, compelling book featuring universal themes of defining true beauty, family bonds, personal strength, and love.



On the 12th day of Christmas my true love gave to me...

Marcelo in the Real World by Francisco X. Stork

Marcelo Sandoval hears music no one else can hear--part of the autism-like impairment no doctor has been able to identify--and he's always attended a special school where his differences have been protected. But the summer after his junior year, his father demands that Marcelo work in his law firm's mailroom in order to experience "the real world." There Marcelo meets Jasmine, his beautiful and surprising coworker, and Wendell, the son of another partner in the firm.

He learns about competition and jealousy, anger and desire. But it's a picture he finds in a file -- a picture of a girl with half a face -- that truly connects him with the real world: its suffering, its injustice, and what he can do to fight.

Reminiscent of "The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-Time" in the intensity and purity of its voice, this extraordinary novel is a love story, a legal drama, and a celebration of the music each of us hears inside.
Friday, December 25, 2009

Merry Christmas and 12 Days of Christmas




Merry Christmas to All! Remember the Reason for the Season!

Wow...seems that Christmas got the best of me away from blogging, which is a good thing?

But, here is the rest of my song...

On the 9th Day of Christmas my true love gave to me...

The New Rules of High School by Blake Nelson

Very good "coming-of-age" novel about a teenage boy about to graduate from high school. Love the male narrative that comes in the character of Max.

Max Caldwell is tired. He's tired of having a "perfect" girlfriend, he's tired of worrying about college applications, and he's tired of always doing what he's supposed to do. So for the first time, dependable, reliable Max steps back from his Mr. Perfect, straight-A life to see what happens when he lets go for a while.

He learns quickly that his new approach to life won't bring all the answers, but it sure raises a lot of interesting questions. This fast-paced novel introduces a fantastic cast of characters, from downtown Goth kids to preppy suburbanites, seen through the eyes of a seventeen-year-old who's trying to figure it all out.

On the 10th Day of Christmas my true love gave to me...

Two Parties, One Tux, and a Very Short Film about The Grapes of Wrath by Steven Goldman

Ok...this sounds like you could actually sing the title with The 12 Days of Christmas! You will abosolutely love the male perspective and voice--hilarious!

Mitchell Wells may not survive eleventh grade. He really only has one friend, his best friend, David. His normally decent grade point average is in limbo due to a slightly violent, somewhat inappropriate claymation film. And girls . . . well, does hanging out with his sister count?

When David tells Mitchell he’s gay, Mitchell’s okay with it—but it still seems to change things. Since David’s not out to anyone else, the guys agree to be set up with prom dates. Then, one of the most popular girls in school decides she must date Mitchell, and he’s gone from zero to two girlfriends in sixty seconds.

From his pending English grade, to his floundering friendship, to his love life—the one thing that’s taken a bizarre turn for the better—Mitchell is so confused, he’ll be lucky if he lasts another week in high school! And then there’s the prom . . .

With a wickedly funny voice and a colorful cast of characters, Steven Goldman has written a novel for every reader—even those who like high school.

I will have to put day 11 and 12 tomorrow even though Christmas is today. I've got a couple of pot roasts in the oven!
Monday, December 21, 2009

On the 7th and 8th Day of Christmas





On the 7th Day of Christmas my true love gave to me...

Feels Like Home by E.E. Charlton-Trujillo

I read a review of this recently that critiqued the writing for including stereotyping and derogatory language toward whites and Mexican-Americans, but when I read the novel sometime back, I did not find anything offensive. This story takes place in a small Texas town below San Antonio, and I will tell you that more than likely the views presented in the novel are probably true, and they are even more true as you go into deep South Texas...I live here. To me it's not stereotyping--it's just reality as to how many people think in these regions. As for me, well, I love this novel and actually think of as a model I want to use because it takes place in a small Texas town--one that I recognize. I also love all the references to The Outsider.


Growing up in a dead-end South Texas town, Mickey had two things she could count on: her big brother, Danny—the football hero everyone loved—and a beat-up copy of The Outsiders. But after the accident—after Danny abandoned her to a town full of rumors and a drunken father—all Mickey had left was a smoky memory, her anger, and the resolution to get out of town for good.

But Danny is back—and he's not the golden boy who left six years ago. He's altogether a different person, and the life Mickey has worked so hard to rebuild seems to be falling apart. Danny's anger is something Mickey just can't forgive, and his best friend's mysterious death six years ago keeps coming back to haunt the edges of her mind. No matter how hard she tries, she can't remember what happened that night—and she's starting to realize that remembering is the only way she can move on. She'll have to face the brother who broke her heart, and that beat-up book that will never again feel like home.



On the 8th day of Christmas my true love gave to me...

The Secret Life of Prince Charming by Deb Caletti

Deb Caletti is one of my favorite authors! I'll admit I wasn't crazy about the title, but the title gives the total wrong impression. I love how this novel weaves in the stories of several women and their search for Prince Charming, a.k.a. the perfect man.

Maybe it was wrong, or maybe impossible, but I wanted the truth to be one thing. One solid thing.

Quinn is surrounded by women who have had their hearts broken. Between her mother, her aunt, and her grandmother, Quinn hears nothing but cautionary tales. She tries to be an optimist -- after all, she's the dependable one, the girl who never makes foolish choices. But when she is abruptly and unceremoniously dumped, Quinn starts to think maybe there really are no good men.

It doesn't help that she's gingerly handling a renewed relationship with her formerly absent father. He's a little bit of a lot of things: charming, selfish, eccentric, lazy...but he's her dad, and Quinn's just happy to have him around again. Until she realizes how horribly he's treated the many women in his life, how he's stolen more than just their hearts. Determined to, for once, take action in her life, Quinn joins forces with the half sister she's never met and the little sister she'll do anything to protect. Together, they set out to right her father's wrongs...and in doing so, begin to uncover what they're really looking for: the truth.

Once again, Deb Caletti has created a motley crew of lovably flawed characters who bond over the shared experiences of fear, love, pain, and joy -- in other words, real life.

Sunday, December 20, 2009

Sunday's Are For Blogging

Can you believe Christmas is just around the corner? I'm pretty much done with my Christmas shopping and hopefully tomorrow I will start wrapping. I had said I would start today, but I got a little lazy and instead did a little more shopping, visited family, took a nap, watched about half of The Wizard of Oz and am now here relaxing again while my kids watch Jingle All the Way. So, tomorrow's agenda...clean house, wrap; Tuesday...go make tamales (very good Mexican tradition...seasoned meat wrapped in a spicy dough and cooked inside a corn husk!); Wednesday...my husband's B-Day! and kids at the Christmas program at church; Thursday...annual family Christmas party at night; Friday...celebrate CHRISTmas and anything is up for grabs...hopefully see Avatar!

Rant: Santas that don't look like Santas! I promise that several years ago when my kids were wee big, they had the privilege of taking a Santa picture at the mall with a Santa who had thick, black, bushy eyebrows! The Mexican Santa! (I can say that 'cus I claim Mexican heritage and that's how my family joked about it when we got that picture) I have the picture to prove it. Then there's the one where Santa has a real, but stringy, pepper-colored beard. I guess the people in charge of the mall Santas or any other public Santa are more concerned with getting somebody decked out in red and figure little kids don't care who plays Santa since they are all "Santas Helpers." Well, that's what we call them. And, it's not like we have a choice because by the time we get there, the kids are all worked up about taking a picture with Santa that we can't say no. And, lets not even talk about the price for one measly picture with a super glossy finish. I won't even go there.

Rave: Jingle All the Way is hilarious. It's a classic with Arnold Schwarzenegger and Sinbad fighting for a Turbo Man. As parents, we've all had that ultimate-Christmas-must-have-toy-of-the-year. Actually, that was last year with Wii! Anyways, Arnold has like the worst day ever while trying to get this doll and basically goes berserk trying to get one...he gets beat on by angry mothers and their purses, by a coalition of Santa's Helpers including a burly giant and a midget, runs out of gas, and breaks into a radio studio to win a Turbo Man and all he gets is a gift certificate. The movie is all about what Christmas in not all about and that's what make it so funny! We all get a little crazy during the season and sometime do some crazy things like wait in line outside of Best Buy at 4:00 in the morning, shivering on a cold Black Friday.


Howard Langston: You guys are nothing but a bunch of sleazy conmen in red suits.
Mall Santa: What did you call us?
Howard Langston: You heard me right. Conmen. Thieves. Degenerates. Low-lifes. Thugs. Criminals!
Mall Santa: At the North Pole them are fighting words, Partner.

Friday, December 18, 2009

On the 5th and 6th Day of Christmas




On the 5th day of Christmas my true love gave to me...

Playing with Matches by Brian Katcher

I'll admit I wasn't crazy about the book jacket...I would have liked some better art design, but the novel makes up for all that. For some reason, I find books with a male narrative to be very engaging. Maybe it's because there is an overabundance of novels with a female voice or maybe it's just because I'm a female and it's interesting to hear the male take on things. The guy from Playing with Matches is sometimes a jerk, but I gotta hand it to him for being so bold...most guys remain shallow and stuck on looks for quite some time.

SEVENTEEN-YEAR-OLD LEON SANDERS has a mug that looks like it should be hanging in a post office somewhere. If he didn’t have his twisted sense of humor, he’d have nothing at all. So it’s no wonder to Leon and his friends that the gorgeous Amy Green will never even look twice at him.
However, there is one girl who might: Melody Hennon. Everyone at Zumner High keeps their distance from Melody because she was burned in a childhood accident. Leon has avoided her, too, until the day he tells her a bad joke and makes her laugh. Although Leon worries what people will think of him dating Melody, he’s happy to have someone in his life who thinks he’s special. That is, happy until Amy Green asks him out after Leon saves her from getting detention. Will Leon give up a shot with the Beauty so that he can live the fairy tale with the Beast?

On the 6th Day of Christmas my true love gave to me...

How I Live Now by Meg Rosoff



I love it, that's all I will say...just read the excerpt below and you will know why. And, it's about a world war in contemporary times.

This is a story about love.

It's also a story about hate, which is why I left New York in the first place. You don't fly halfway across the world to live with a bunch of people you never met, just for a laugh.

I guess if I'd known where it was all going to lead, I might have thought twice about stepping onto that plane. I might have worried a little more about Edmond being my cousin.

And me being 15.

But I didn't. And in the end, those things didn't matter as much as you think they would.

In the end, the world had bigger things to worry about than us.
Thursday, December 17, 2009

On the 4th Day of Christmas...


On the 4th Day of Christmas my true love gave to me...

Circle the Soul Softly by Davida Wills Hurin


This is the kind of book I want to write...literary YA! It's one of those books I just picked up at the library off the shelves. It's how I find most of my books. If the title and book description catch my eye then I give it a shot and usually I am not disappointed. This one is up there on my list of favorites. In case you are wondering...yes, there is a love story in here.


An elite school. Glamorous students who have fancy cars and mansions for homes (and all the haughty attitude to go with it). This is Katie O'Connor's fabulous new life since her family's recent move to Brentwood –– a perfect opportunity for a fresh start, at least in theory.

The only time she can overlook the hostility of her classmates is when they share the stage for plays. Onstage, directed by her awesome drama teacher, Tess, she has the confidence and talent that she cannot seem to muster in her everyday life. And it doesn't hurt that one of Katie's fellow actors is smart and cute and interested in her. But beneath the glossy surface, there are secrets buried deep, even in Katie's own past.

Nightmares and dark memories continue to plague Katie's consciousness, and in order to deal with the present, she needs to come to terms with the past. If only she could remember it.

Wednesday, December 16, 2009

On the 3rd Day of Christmas...


On the 3rd day of Christmas my true love gave to me...

Diary of a Wimpy Kid by Jeff Kinney


Ok this is definitely not literary but I love it--it's hilarious and what makes it funnier is that I'm an adult and a parent, so I see the funniness of everything (is funniness a word?)--I find humor in Greg's predicaments (many of you will relate very well) and in the portrayal of his parents because I see a lot of the parents in me and in my husband. I picked this one up a couple of years ago at a book fair in the school library, scanned it, loved it, bought it for my son, and read it very fast before he did! And, he loves it, too. He has made sure to get the rest of the series since then.

Boys don’t keep diaries—or do they?

The launch of an exciting and innovatively illustrated new series narrated by an unforgettable kid every family can relate to

It’s a new school year, and Greg Heffley finds himself thrust into middle school, where undersized weaklings share the hallways with kids who are taller, meaner, and already shaving. The hazards of growing up before you’re ready are uniquely revealed through words and drawings as Greg records them in his diary.

In book one of this debut series, Greg is happy to have Rowley, his sidekick, along for the ride. But when Rowley’s star starts to rise, Greg tries to use his best friend’s newfound popularity to his own advantage, kicking off a chain of events that will test their friendship in hilarious fashion.

Author/illustrator Jeff Kinney recalls the growing pains of school life and introduces a new kind of hero who epitomizes the challenges of being a kid. As Greg says in his diary, “Just don’t expect me to be all ‘Dear Diary’ this and ‘Dear Diary’ that.” Luckily for us, what Greg Heffley says he won’t do and what he actually does are two very different things.

Since its launch in May 2004 on Funbrain.com, the Web version of Diary of a Wimpy Kid has been viewed by 20 million unique online readers. This year, it is averaging 70,000 readers a day.
Tuesday, December 15, 2009

12 Days of YA Christmas




Ok, so here is my answer to the 12 Days of Christmas...the 12 books I most absolutely love and that I think you should read! I've only reviewed a few of them, but I have definetely read them all and think they represent some the best YA out there...just so you will know, I have preference for literary YA rather than just mainstream, sell a lot of copies, and become an overnight sensation type of books.

Dec. 14th...So, on the 1st day of Christmas my true love gave to me...

The Indigo Notebook by Laura Resau...if you've read her other novel, Red Glass, you will really enjoy this one. This came to me as an Advanced Reader's Copy...I have an interview with Laura on a previous post. Check the October archives.

Zeeta's life with her free-spirited mother, Layla, is anything but normal. Every year Layla picks another country she wants to live in. This summer they’re in Ecuador, and Zeeta is determined to convince her mother to settle down. Zeeta makes friends with vendors at the town market and begs them to think of upstanding, “normal” men to set up with Layla. There, Zeeta meets Wendell. She learns that he was born nearby, but adopted by an American family. His one wish is to find his birth parents, and Zeeta agrees to help him. But when Wendell’s biological father turns out to be involved in something very dangerous, Zeeta wonders whether she’ll ever get the chance to tell her mom how she really feels—or to enjoy her deepening feelings for Wendell.

Dec. 15th...On the second day of Christmas my true love gave to me...

Last Dance at the Frosty Queen by Richard Uhlig This is one of those books I just picked up from the library shelf...guess 'cus I'm from Texas and over here we have Dairy Queen. But, it turned out to be a really great read. I recommend it for the older teen and adult since it has scenes inappropriate for a younger audience.
On the dock of a lake in a tiny town at the corner of Nowhere & Nowhere, he sits counting the seconds until his high school graduation—at which point Arthur M. Flood intends to leave his hick life far behind in the brown Kansas dust. That's the plan. Until . . . up from the lake's muddy depths swims a girl. She's not a mermaid, but she is the one who shakes up Arty's life, makes him mad and mad for her, and helps him find a pathway to his past, his future, and where his heart truly lies.

Teens will recognize their own emotional landscape in this steamy, funny, coming-of-age tale in which the heart tries to hide, only to be utterly exposed by love and lust, lost and found.

(These are just product descriptions from the books--not my reviews)

Will post another one tomorrow! I had to put 2 today because I barely got this idea today!
Sunday, December 13, 2009

Sunday's Are For Blogging


Ok, in an effort to connect more with readers of this blog, I have dubbed Sunday's as blogging day. What does this mean? It means a day when I just rant and rave and write about anything I want, even if it's not book related. So, here it is...Sunday's Are For Blogging.



RANT 1
I absolutely can not wait for this coming week to be over! This semsester of grad school was about 1 week longer than it was last year, and you'd think this wouldn't make much of a difference. But, it sure does when you also teach at a high school. So, I have all my final stuff and papers to turn in for grad school on the same week that I have massive grading and exams for my own students. They keep asking for grades, but all I can do is smile and say, "Sorry, Guys, but your grades are gonna have to wait until I turn all my stuff in." I've got essays, tests, newspaper projects, notes, quizzes...you name it and I gotta grade it. Ahhh...the joys of teaching world history!

RANT 2
What I really want to do is read a good book, but I haven't had time nor do I have time now. And, when I can't read I feel a little more stressed. So, why don't I read just a little bit, like a page or two, just for my own sake? 'Cus I have no self-control! I want to read a book straight, like in one day. I can't get myself to relish a book over a period of a few days. I want to read it all as soon as I get my hands on it. Actually, right now I'm a little on edge because I previewed a book on Amazon and I am addicted...all this base on like 5 pages of chapter 1. I would seriously go out and buy it, but then I'd feel guilty with it being Christmas season and all. It's like why am I out buying a book when there's other people I need to buy for before myself. Then I start thinking about other people in the world or just in my own community who don't even have a warm home or any nice shoes to wear. I wish I could just buy random gifts for people in need...especially children. I donate all of my kids good and used clothe throughout the year and participate in my church's gift program for needy children from Mexico, but none of this is enough. If I ever become the next Stephenie Meyer or simply make some major profit from a published book, I want to be much, much more active in some kind of program geered towards children in need because my heart goes out to them. Imagine, some kid out there believing for some major gift from Santa and he doesn't get it. Why did Santa not come to their house? The more I think about, the more selfish I feel. I am truly blessed with everything I have and that my family has, but how I wish I had way more than enough to share with those who are less fortunate.

I'll let my school library order that book I want, or maybe I will go waste some time at the closest Barnes and Noble and speed read the book. But, I guess I already ranted enough.

RAVE
OK, now to rave...Soulless (The Parasol Protectorate) by Gail Carriger.

So here is the product description:


Alexia Tarabotti is laboring under a great many social tribulations. First, she has no soul. Second, she's a spinster whose father is both Italian and dead. Third, she was rudely attacked by a vampire, breaking all standards of social etiquette.

Where to go from there? From bad to worse apparently, for Alexia accidentally kills the vampire -- and then the appalling Lord Maccon (loud, messy, gorgeous, and werewolf) is sent by Queen Victoria to investigate.

With unexpected vampires appearing and expected vampires disappearing, everyone seems to believe Alexia responsible. Can she figure out what is actually happening to London's high society? Will her soulless ability to negate supernatural powers prove useful or just plain
embarrassing? Finally, who is the real enemy, and do they have treacle tart?

SOULLESS is a comedy of manners set in Victorian London: full of werewolves, vampires, dirigibles, and tea-drinking

Like I said, I've only read the beginning and it is so funny...you have a prim and proper Victorian woman killing a vampire with her parasol and then faking a fainting spell when some "young dandies" come to the crime scene.


How can you not love it?
Thursday, December 10, 2009

Saved by the Music

As a high school teacher, I think I've pretty much seen it all when it comes to teenage behavior. From reading their journals or speaking to them one on one, I've gotten clues about the types of things they deal with on a daily basis, be it from parents, friends, or any other person or thing that are an immediate part of their lives. Most kids are really good, and all you really need to do is connect to them on their level.

Amazingly, about the worst things I've ever experienced are the parent conferences from hell--the kind that come out of the blue when some student stretches the truth to fit their low grades or believes their teacher is utterly unfair. Other than that? A security guard once a yanked a kid out of my classroom for being high. But, thankfully, I haven't had to deal with many teenagers whose home environments or other situational factors have taken the best of them. Of course, I know of some the big issues going on--suicide, depression, abuse and neglect, drug use, eating disorders, cutting. And, the list goes on. Some kids can really hide it well, and it is a shame we can't help all of them.

In Saved by the Music by Selene Castrovilla, readers get an in-depth look at how two teenagers deal with neglect and abuse. At times, it reads like a worst case scenario of what happens to young people when the adults in their lives are detached or overwhelmed with their own problems. Fifteen year old, Willow Moon is looking for a connection. Willow wants to reveal her "insecurities, phobias, and all--and let them all know the truth" because everyone sees her, but doesn't really see her.

Until she meets Axel--a reincarnated version of Jim Morrison from The Doors, not only in looks, but with all the moody, mysterious, philosophical, quiet magnetism of a nineteen year old boy. From the moment they touch hands, the connection is there.

Both Willow and Axel have a lot of psychological issues stemming from their lack of relationship to their parents. Ever heard the phrase misery breeds company? That's what Act 2 is all about. I don't want to tell you everything they suffer together, but just know some very serious issues (like the ones I listed earlier) are surfaced and that they both long to help one another, though they lack the capacity to help themeselves. They are both in need of professional help, yet only one of them is willing to take this approach.

The relationship between Willow and Axel is very tender, and actually, they are close friends more than anything else. They hold one another up in the midst of horrifying experiences:

After a lot of tossing around, I leaned against him, reaching over to take his hand. I circled his wrist and then slid my fingers down to his hand, feeling somehting rough and raised along the way. It was thin line, like a healed cut.

What if my dream was right?

Sick with worry, I finally fell asleep, clinging tight to Axel.

And, the music part? This has to to do with Aunt Agatha. She is the one adult in Willow's and Axel's lives who actually cares and is able to help them in some way. She also has a dream--of refurbishing an old barge as a floating concert hall. Because of this Willow is spending her summer at a Brooklyn marina where she meets Axel, living alone on a small boat named Perchance to Dream. He also happens to be a cellist who plays haunting yet beautiful music.

And, where have you heard Perchance to Dream? From Hamlet by Shakespeare...To sleep, perchance to dream.

There are just so many great things woven in throughout the novel...music ranging from classical Vivaldi to rock legend Jim Morrisson, Shakespeare, and of course New York City. One of my favorite parts of the books is the evening Willow and Axel spend at Starry Nights, an artsy cafe in Greewich Village.
But,what I really love the most is the ending...I think we need a new re-working of misery breeds company. Something more like good company brings salvation. Willow's voice is honest, and although at times I was overwhelmed by everything she and Axel had gone through, I must say everything they speak and think is teenage realism.
Friday, December 4, 2009

Bullyville...Be a Bully or be Bullied


A few weeks ago, I heard of a bullying incident at my son’s school. I don’t know what became of it, but just know I am very thankful none of my children have ever been a victim of bullying. Most kids and teens will face some sort of ridicule at one time or another because, let’s face it, some people don’t understand or truly consider or want to consider the harm of making someone feel ashamed. I know I faced a lot of that growing up. But, bullying is a whole other level because it includes ridicule and intimidation, and in some instances turns physical. How do you deal with that as a kid? How do you deal with it as an adult?

This week I am reviewing Bullyville by Francine Prose. I guess you can tell one of the major themes of the book. Normally this is not the type of book I choose to read because it deals with a younger protagonist and is missing a romantic love story. But, I completely love Prose’s style of writing, and something else in the book jacket caught my interest—9/ll. Yes, that 9/ll, and it’s like an underlying current running through the novel. I wanted to see how she merged it into the storyline, since I’m also tying in 9/11 to a novel I am writing. What a way to study it…through the writing of a great YA author!


So, what does 9/l11 have to do with bullying? Well, it is the reason why Bart is able to enroll at Baileywell Preparatory Academy on a fully paid scholarship. And, everybody knows Baileywell is really Bullyville Prep or Bullywell. Bart and his friends have grown up hearing horrid stories of students who attend Bullyville, but Bart doesn’t really know the full extent of it or even how much truth is behind those rumors.


Quote: I’d heard all those stories—and scarier ones—before I started at Bullywell. But what happened to me there seemed even worse, I guess because it happened to me.


Quote: I had only been at Bullywell for less than five minutes and already I was learning to laugh hysterically at unfunny jokes—jokes on me!


Back to 9/11—what does it have to do with his enrollment? Bart was a hero, a Miracle Boy, and a compassion case all wrapped up in one. Both of his parents worked at the World Trade Center. His father was one of the thousands that was killed, but his mother’s life was salvaged due to the fact that she had to stay home with Bart who had the flu.


Listen to what Bart has to say about all this: Boy, the lucky orphan. The kid who lost his dad, but saved his mother’s life. I had everything, grief and hope, tragedy and consolation, wrapped in one neat package.


Bullyville was a gift, a reward for an outstanding young man, yet it was also a charity case.

Well, my review is getting pretty long, but it’s because I love this book. I won’t give you any more details other than this was the worst years of Bart’s life and that Bart deals with public and private tragedies and losses—the Big Event that shook America, his father’s abandonment for a younger women, the deaths of his father and a close friend, the bullying. And, I’ll tell you the ending is very powerful and hopeful.


I’ll end with this:


Each time I hit him, it was like there was something behind it, aiming my fist, a force that was making me pound…I hit him once for Nola, and for how unfair it was that she’d died. One punch for every time he’d made me miserable since I came to Bullywell, one for the ketchup, one each for the names, the kids, the locker, the text message supposedly from my dad. And then I was hitting him for my dad….for the towers and the planes flying into them…