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Eleanor & Park

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by Rainbow Rowell
ages: 14+
First sentence: “He’d stopped trying to bring her back.”
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Eleanor is the new girl on the bus. She’s not noticeable because she’s attractive. Rather, it’s because she stands out: she has flaming red hair, she’s not the thinnest person on the boat, and she dresses like a hobo. The last thing Park wants is for her to sit next to him.

Park is not exactly someone who blends in all-white Omaha, Nebraska in late 1986. He’s short. He’s half-Korean. He likes alternative music. He reads comic books. He’s spent his life trying to lay low. And so, having the “taint” of Eleanor isn’t exactly the attention-getter he wants in his life.

Except, slowly, he realizes what a gem she is. It starts with comic books: she begins by reading over his shoulder, and that leads to actively sharing them with her. And as their relationship develops, Park realizes things about Eleanor — why she is who she is — and falls head over heels in love.

The most beautiful thing about this book, I think, is the slow development of Eleanor & Park’s relationship. It’s not instalove, it’s not all sparks and romance. It’s a friendship that develops into something more. And it’s complicated. Not the least reason because Eleanor’s stepfather is a real piece of work. Seriously. He’s one of those guys who is all about power and control, and yes, he abuses Eleanor’s mother. I loathed the man. It’s because of her stepfather (and her father, really, who isn’t much better) that she’s anxious about men, tries to fly low on the radar, and dresses the way she does. And Park, because of his innate decent-ness, is able to get through all of Eleanor’s defenses.

I’ve decided that what I need to do is man-up and realize that my high school years are really historical fiction. This is the third book this  year set in the mid-1980s, and honestly, I think it’s the best. It actually felt like the 1980s — not only because of the music and vague pop culture references, but I think Rowell really got the way things were — but she also used the 80s as a way to connect her characters. And I was caught up in it all, not just for nostalgic reasons, but because the characters were caught up in it.

And the ending? Shall I just say it was perfect. Not “happily ever after”, but hopeful. Amazingly, wonderfully, perfectly hopeful. I appreciated that.

As Bill and Ted would say: it was excellent.

Eoin Colfer is Actually a Stand-Up Comedian

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I could have titled this something normal like “Eoin Colfer Author  Event” (which is what it was), but this went so far beyond “author event” that I had to tell it like it is. I was warned by a co-worker going in that he 1) had the Irish storytelling gene and 2) was a leprechaun but I still wasn’t prepared for the absolute hilarity that the evening was.

I’m not even going to try to recount his stories except for one. He was telling us about his teenager, Finn, and how he never tells Eoin that he loves him anymore. Then Eoin got sick on a plane once and decided to play it up like he was dying, thinking he’d get Finn to say those dreaded words. He drew it out for a while, but eventually Finn came over saying, “Dad, I need to tell you something.” Eoin thought that it’d be “I love you” but it turned out to be: “My headphones are broken.” Everyone laughed and he moved on. Eventually, he started taking questions and A (all of 9 1/2) stuck her hand up. He called on her, and she asked, “So: did you ever fix Finn’s headphones??” Everyone cracked up, and she rendered Eoin speechless. I think he said something like “Are you a plant from J. K. Rowling??” (to which A nodded; of course she is!) But then he proceeded to tease her the rest of the evening.  It was pretty funny.

Traveling with Eoin was a magician (who was pretty funny — and good — in his own right). But afterward, he sought A out and told her that he’s been traveling with Eoin for 9 days and had never seen anyone call him out on one of his stories. He gave her a high five, did a couple of tricks just for her, and became her friend for life.

Kindred spirits

I do have to mention that A took Eoin’s teasing pretty hard — she was convinced he hated her. But (especially after the magician cheered her up) she stood in line to talk to him after. He gave her a wink and a smile and shook her hand and cracked jokes right before the camera went off.

It amuses me that he’s the only one not smiling.

I had him sign Airman, which is my favorite of his books.

And we decided on our way home that out of all the events we’ve been to, this one was the best. Period.

Aristotle and Dante Discover the Secrets of the Universe

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by Benjamin Alire Saenz
ages: 14+
First sentence: “One summer night I fell asleep, hoping the world would be different when I woke.”
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It’s the summer of 1987, and 15-year-old Aristotle — Ari; he hates his given name — is a bit lost. He’s the caboose in a Mexican-American family; he was born after his father returned from a tour in Vietnam. He’s got older twin sisters and an older brother, but since he’s in prison, no one talks about him. Ari’s got a whole lot of bottled up angsty feelings, and is quite directionless with his life.

Then he meets Dante, who is everything Ari is not: vibrant, interesting, talkative. They become friends — best friends — and slowly over the course of the year, that friendship blossoms into something more.

I think I need to just come to terms with the idea that the 1980s are historical fiction now. Though, I’m still at a loss as to why this couldn’t have been contemporary. It’s set in El Paso, and the world that they inhabited didn’t feel like it needed to be in the 80s. Their parents were incredibly accepting of Dante’s homosexuality, and the experimentation with drugs and alcohol could have happened just as well today as it did back then. There side plot that involves violence against Dante for being gay, but again: not necessarily something that needed to be in the 1980s. In fact, even with the violence, it seemed… tame. We have come a long way in the last 30 years.

Though — and maybe it was me — I never really found myself connecting with this book. I think part of it was that I don’t do 15-year-old boy angst well at all. I just found it hard to relate to Ari, to all his angst and his non-communication. And I’m not sure that the spare prose — as lovely as it was, sometimes — helped the situation much. While I understood Ari, and what he was going through, I found I couldn’t sympathize with him. And I do have to say that while I didn’t have a problem with the end, I didn’t think it was terribly convincing, either.

In short, it wasn’t a bad novel, just one that I don’t think was for me.

The Reluctant Assassin (W.A.R.P. 1)

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by Eoin Colfer
ages: 12+
First sentence: “There were two smudges in the shadows between the grandfather clock and the velvet drapes.”
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Chevron Savano is a 17-year-old FBI junior agent, stuck in London as a reassignment after an undercover debacle in Los Angeles. She’s basically babysitting this weird pod with an agent who calls himself Agent Orange. It’s all very odd and extremely boring. That is, until one day the pod shakes and shivers and a boy from the past comes through. It turns out that the pod is actually a time machine with a link to Victorian London (as part of an experimental FBI witness relocation program) and the scientist who invented it was just murdered.

Riley is the assistant to former magician and current assassin for hire Albert Garrick. He’s not a willing assistant: he owes Garrick his life, but is becoming increasingly disillusioned about Garrick and his, well, we’ll call them sensibilities. Riley lives his live in constant terror: Garrick is evil at his core and he has a sense of ownership for Riley that is positively creepy. And so, when Riley activates the wormhole (with the death of the scientist) and slides through., Garrick does the only thing possible: kills the FBI cleanup team, and heads through the wormhole. With one addition: his consciousness merges with that of Agent Orange, effectively making Garrick a supervillian. Riley and Chevron are both on the run from Garrick and determined to stop him from completely destroying the fabric of time.

On the one hand, Colfer –whose work has been hit-and-miss for me over the years — really knows how to pile on the action. It’s non-stop! It’s one thing after another, but I never felt it was too over the top. It all made sense to me. Also: I thoroughly enjoyed both Chevie and Riley as characters. They complimented each other — which could have been a tricky thing considering they are from two different centuries — and Colfer played each to his or her strength. Additionally, Garrick is a great villain: creepy and evil to the core.

In fact, my only real complaint is the same as Ms. Yingling: for a book the publishers are marketing for 10+, there is an awfully high body count. Garrick has absolutely no qualms about murdering anyone and everyone, which means that there is someone being offed (and sometimes more than one) quite often. I know there are other dark middle grade books out there (the Harry Potter series and Graveyard Book are two that come to mind), but there is a casualness about the killing in this one that is a little, well, creepy.

Aside from that, however, it’s a gripping read. Oh, and Eoin Colfer’s going to be at Watermark on Wednesday! If you’re in town, stop by. It should be fun!

State of the TBR Pile 16: May 2013

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To all those out there celebrating: Happy Mother’s Day! I’m not getting books, mostly because I already have too large a pile. But isn’t that the way it always is?

Oh, one more thing. I need to write a post on PopCircle (especially in the wake of Amazon buying Goodreads), but I don’t think that’s going to happen until my life settles down a bit. I will say this: I’m impressed. It’s a great way to organize books (and music and movies), and it’s incredibly easy to use. It’s fun, but I think it’ll be even more fun when more people use it, mostly because it merges social networking and organization. Go check it out here. And tell me what you think.

Confessions of a Jane Austen Addict, by Laurie Viera Regler (my friend Wendy gave me this when I visited her last fall. I’m in the mood for it now.)
Icons, by Margaret Stohl (because Shannon Hale tweeted that it was good.)
Wednesdays in the Tower, by Jessica Day George (because I loved Tuesdays at the Castle)
Apothecary, by Maile Meloy (for my work 3-5th Grade book club June selection)
The Key and the Flame, Claire M. Caterer (because she’s coming to the store in June)
Rebel Spirits, by Lois Ruby (ditto)
OCD, the Dude, and Me, by Lauren Roedy Vaughn
 Hold Fast, by Blue Balliet
The Little Way of Ruthie Lemming, by Rod Dreher (my husband knows him, read this, and says I need to read it so I  know why he wants a cow)
Cooked, by Michael Pollan (do I need a reason? It’s food and it’s Michael Pollan. Of COURSE I’m reading it.)
Bone 1: Out from Boneville and Bone 2: The Great Cow Race by Jeff Smith (because it’s about time I read Bone.)

What are you looking forward to on your pile?

Here Where the Sunbeams Are Green

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by Helen Phillips
ages: 10+
First sentence: “So here we are in this shaky little airplane high above the jungle which is kind of (very) scary.”
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Madeline (only her family and close friends call her Mad) and Ruby (Roo, to her older sister) are sisters whose father is the Bird Guy: he will go anywhere to study birds. So, when he gets invited to Central America to track a bird that has supposedly been extinct, he jumps at the chance.

He was only supposed to be gone a month. But 10 months later, he still hasn’t returned, and there’s this guy, Ken, from the corporation La Lava, who keeps hanging around. And there are what Mad calls “the Creepies”: feelings that they’re being watched. And, finally, the Very Weird Letter from their dad to Roo. All of this prompts the girls and their mother to head down to La Lava in search of their father. But little do they realize the complicated mess they’re walking into, or their role in helping their dad escape.

I have mixed feelings on this one. On the one hand, the present tense bugged me (it always does), but there also felt like there was something off. Perhaps it was because it was written in present tense, and the reader figures things out along with Mad and Roo. Perhaps it was because our main character (in my opinion) is the least interesting person in the book. Perhaps it was this weird mix between science and “magic” (anything magical was explained away by science, yet sometimes the coincidences were a bit… much).  It was never enough for me to want to put the book down, but it was enough for me to not entirely embrace it, either.

That said, by the end, Phillips had won me over (albeit tentatively) to her world, and I wasn’t sorry I put in the effort to get there.

The Different Girl

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by Gordon Dahlquist
ages: 11+
First sentence: “My name is Veronika.”
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On this island there are four girls — Veronika, Isobel, Eleanor, and Caroline — who are exactly alike. Same size, same weight, same temperament. They tell each other apart by their hair: Isobel’s is yellow, Caroline’s is brown, Eleanor’s is black, and Veronika’s is red. They’ve been on this island as long as they can remember with their teachers Irene and Robbert.

I’m going to make an aside here and mention that one of the things that truly fascinated me about this book was the puzzle that it presented. Dahlquist doesn’t come out and say that these four girls are some sort of robot. Or that this world is some sort of dystopian place. Rather, he put clues — a click behind the ear when the girls go to sleep; an aversion to water; how their hair has to be in the sun — throughout the book in order to give us a sense of how these girls view themselves.

Especially once May — a real, live girl — is shipwrecked on their island. She brings with her questions, ones that Veronika, our narrator, can’t answer. And when an outside ship comes to the island, it’s up to May and the four girls to figure out how to keep safe.

It takes a really unique premise to get me hooked these days, especially when it’s a dystopian/apocalyptic world. And this one did it. I loved the robot narrator, I loved the questions that the book presented, I loved that the world was implied but never fully explained. I loved the science fiction elements of the story, but also how very human it was. I don’t know if kids would “get” it the way I did; there’s a lot of room for confusion, but also a lot for discussion.

I think this is one that will stay with me for a while.

Audiobook: An Abundance of Katherines

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by John Green
read by Jeff Woodman
ages: 14+
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I picked this up on a whim,  partially because Laura (all my good ideas come from her!) suggested the YAckers read another John Green book, and partially because I’ve been trying to get this guy at work to read John Green, and I suggested this one. I figured it was due for a reread. Or listen in this case.

After going back and reading my initial review, I realize I don’t have much to add. It’s still a great mix of nerdiness, humor, and Deep Thoughts, though I think John (I can call him that, right? Being a Nerdfighter and all?) has gotten better at meshing the Deep Thoughts into his books  and they come off less as Deep Thoughts and more as, well, just thoughts. I didn’t remember the bit about the footnotes; I’m assuming Woodman read them, but they just came off more as asides, which I didn’t mind at all.  Speaking of Woodman, I thoroughly enjoyed his narration; he got the voices just right, and the girls — always an issue with me with male readers — weren’t simpery. Hassan was still my favorite character, hands down; it was nice to have a religious character — an Islamic one at that — who wasn’t preachy. Not to mention the fact that he was overweight but not obsessive about it.

I do think, in the end, that although this is John’s funniest book (all the fugs made me laugh), it’s not my favorite anymore. (I’ve remembered it that way for the longest time.) It’s charming, it’s sweet, it’s fun, but it lack the depth that he has in his other novels. Perhaps I should try pushing Paper Towns on the guy at work (he’s one of those literary fiction sorts). He might like that one better.

First Sunday Daughter Reviews: May 2013

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A monthly look at what my bookish daughters are reading…
 

C read one of the few Wendy Mass books she hasn’t read yet: Heaven Looks A Lot Like the Mall. She didn’t like it at first — the main character is a twit, she says, and the parents are worse — but by the end she said she saw the point of making the characters so horrible, and thought it was a good book. Not her favorite Wendy Mass by far, but not bad either.

 
A devoured the Heroes of Olympus series this month, reading all three. She loved them (not as much as the first series, though) and is eagerly awaiting (along with the rest of us) the release of House of Hades. (Which she says sounds like a video game title when you say it with a deep voice.)

K really wanted to branch out to reading books by herself, and suggested that she read The Lightning Thief. Since she’s only in 1st grade, I counter suggested that she read the Magic Tree House books instead. She wanted to start at the beginning, so we picked up Dinosaurs Before Dark, and she was off. She’s on the third book now, and is really quite liking Mary Pope Osborne and Jack and Annie.

M, on the other hand, was quite depressed when I asked her what she read this past month and she discovered that school was so stressful and busy that she didn’t have any time left for pleasure reading. There is always the summer, though!

In other news, my first book groups are on Saturday, and while I’m excited about them, I’m also a bit apprehensive: I hope people come, I hope we can have a good discussion, I hope those who do come (aside from A and C who are being gang-pressed into doing this) will want to come back. Which leads me to a question: Do you have any suggestions for running a good children’s book group??

I could use some ideas!

Where’d You Go Bernadette?

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by Maria Semple
ages: adult
First sentence: “The first annoying thing is when I ask Dad what he thinks happened to Mom, he always says, ‘What’s most important is for you to understand it’s not your fault.'”
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Bernadette Fox is one of those enigmas that drive Soccer Moms crazy. She’s a recluse, she’s  doesn’t involve herself in the PTO, she has impeccable fashion sense, and she’s talented. All of which adds up to jealousy and gossip.

As told from Bernadette’s 14-year-old daughter Bee’s point of view, here are the events that led up to Bernadette’s disappearance:

1. Seattle is horrible. (I, personally, can’t vouch for that, but then I never lived there. But it she made a very good case for Seattle being full of a bunch of urbanite wannabes, without the sophistication, which makes for insecure and vicious women.)

2. The neighbor (one of those urbanite wannabes Bernadette calls “gnats”) insists on Bernadette removing ALL of the blackberry bushes from her yard. In the middle of the wettest December ever.

3. In the middle of the neighbor’s party, the entire hillside (where the aforementioned blackberry bushes were) slides down into the house destroying the party (and the house). Which sets neighbor off.

4. Another “gnat” (and neighbor’s best friend) becomes Bernadette’s husband’s admin. With disastrous results.

5. Bee wants to go on a cruise to Antartica. In December (it’s their summer). Which sets off Bernadette’s anxiety.

6. Husband decides (with some prompting by aforementioned admin gnat) that what Bernadette really needs is to be checked into a mental institution.

So, of course Bernadette has little choice but to disappear.

Someone asked me, after reading the jacket blurb, “Is this a sad book?” I can wholeheartedly say: No, it’s not. It’s funny, it’s pointed at those people (women, mostly) who want to pretend to be Sophisticated, it’s a heartfelt exploration of depression and of acceptance. And it’s a testament to a girl’s faith in her mother. It’s a sweet story, if a bit rambling at times, one that I didn’t mind spending a few hours reading.