The Devil Went Down to Austin

by Rick Riordan
ages: adult
First sentence: “The first time I knew I would kill?”
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Our erstwhile college professor and PI, Tres Navarre, is off to UT Austin for the summer to teach a class in Medieval English lit. Which means, since he’s not interested in getting an apartment for six weeks, he gets to bunk with his older brother, computer programmer extraordinaire, Garrett.

Except, because it’s Tres, things don’t quite go as smoothly as planned. He ends up going early because he’s found that Garrett’s mortgaged the family ranch to cover costs for his new start-up tech business. Which is failing. Badly. And then, Garrett’s partner and long-time friend, Jimmy, ends up shot dead, and Garrett’s the main suspect. So, it’s up to Tres (well, it’s not, but Tres decides it is) to figure out who, besides his paraplegic older brother, could have done the dirty deed. Throw in a scheming ex-wife, some rich but estranged relatives, and a cutthroat businessman out for blood, and you’ve got some dangerous people to deal with. Not to mention Tres’s ex, a successful corporate lawyer, that he hasn’t seen in two years.

Just like in The Last King of Texas, Riordan piles it on fast and furious. He’s moved the local to Austin, and while he doesn’t have the same affection for that town as he has for San Antonio, he captures the unique flavor of Austin and the UT campus. That said, the town itself takes a backseat to the story, which is all kinds of gripping. It’s an incredibly gritty story, but for different reasons than King was: dealing with domestic issues as well as business ones. Still, Riordan puts the reader through the paces, keeping us guessing as to who the real murderer is. And when the twists come (and they are there), it’s enough to knock you out of your seat. And yet, they are not out of nowhere: the ground has been laid, and it makes perfect sense when they do come, right at the end. But, even with the grittiness and twists and turns, Riordan doesn’t skimp on character: Tres is fleshed out even more, and the relationship he has with his ex is a fascinating, complex one.

I would say I’m finding it hard to believe I’m hooked on these mysteries, but honestly, I’m not. I adore Riordan’s writing. And these definitely qualify as good Riordan writing.

10 Questions for Andy Mulligan

I know, today is supposed to be blogger interviews, but I spaced signing up for one. Thankfully, I have this lovely interview with the amazing and interesting Andy Mulligan, author of Trash (which I loved) for your reading pleasure.

MF: How did you get the inspiration for the story in Trash?
AM: I was living in Manila, and my very well-resourced school was raising money for its polar opposite: a dumpsite school in the most squalid part of the city. I heard so much about it, and finally visited. But the detail that set the story rolling was told by a friend of mine. He told me that the children who worked on this dumpsite spent a large part of their day crawling through human excrement, because so much ends up on the dump. That was the little vision of hell that took hold, and turned into Trash.

MF: Wow. That’s definitely an image that will stick with you. You describe Trash as, first and foremost, a thriller. How did you make the decision to tell the story that way, instead of as a straightforward tale of poverty?
AM: Stories need engines. I’m used to standing in front of a class of children with a story, not a concept: and stories, in some ways, are such primitive things – someone has an adventure. Here is a character you instantly recognize: a boy or girl, not so different from you. You want him to do well – you want him to surprise you. You want to be entertained.

MF: It was definitely entertaining! But, the book also gave me a lot to think about when I was done. What do you hope readers get from reading the book?
AM: I don’t know. I want them to have been entertained, and in some way stretched. The good books that I read stretch me: whether it’s Dickens, Elmore Leonard, John Grisham – they put me in the shoes of someone, and I learn stuff. I fly somewhere. The bad books I read make me more intolerant and more stupid. Specifically, Trash asks the reader to spend some time with some children who are fighting for a better world – there’s a lot of value in that.

MF: Why did you decide to tell the story from the point of view of several narrators, instead of just Raphael’s?
AM: The book was going to be first person Raphael all the way, but his voice was too limited. He saw the world in just one, very clear way. I got frustrated with him, so handing over to his friends was such a relief. It was a decision that made itself, at the desk, when I started another chapter and thought, “Oh, not you again…”

MF: Do you have a favorite character or scene?
AM: Yes. No. The moment I talk about a favourite scene I feel guilty about the others. I guess the bit that cracks me is when Rat saves Pia, and for the first time in his life he is the carer. He mashes banana for her, and is so tender. The denouement, amongst ghosts, flowers and graves, as the typhoon is crashing in – I’m still moved by that, and it’s pure Manila – a city I do love.

MF: From what I can tell, Trash is vastly different from your first novel, Ribblestrop. What were the challenges/similarities/differences between the two novels?
AM: Ribblestrop is about conquering against the odds too – it’s about healing. The children fight, just as the Trash children fight – and they win, and win they must. I was at a Q&A a while ago, and someone asked me if I set out to write “feelgood books”. My thought was, yes, rather than feelbad… I love 1984 and Catcher in the Rye and American Psycho – books that take me to dark, feelbad places. But I like happy endings – I’m with Shakespeare in his last plays, I want reconciliation, and people realizing they need each other. I don’t want to read Zola on my deathbed: I want Dickens, or Rowling, or someone who says things can be and will be better. But that makes me sound like a born again, or some hippy evangelical, which I’m not – I’m actually a very cynical soul. But I don’t want to be.

MF: Did you always intend to write for a younger audience, or did you just somehow fall into it?
AM: I think I’ve spent so long teaching children in schools that the voice comes naturally. I’m also suspicious that I’m not really mature enough to write a grown-ups’ book.

MF: Who or what inspires your writing?
AM: Stories come at you all the time, begging to be written down. And I meet people, all the time, so odd or interesting that I think, “Surely, there’s a book for him.” The main characters in my books are all fused from the children I’ve taught or met, and though it’s hard to get going in the mornings, sometimes, I actually love the process of pushing the chapters forward. Then the revising, then the uprooting, then the replanting. It’s the most satisfying thing.

MF: What’s the last book you read and loved, and why did you love it?
AM: I loved Richard Harris’ “Imperium”, about Cicero and Ancient Rome. And another historical book, “Wolf Hall” about Cromwell. I’m going through a big history fad at the moment, and I love these writers who help me imagine other worlds. “Wolf Hall” in particular makes such sense of the past, in a way that absolutely informs the present. 2011 is clearer to me now, having ready about the 16th century.

MF: What can we expect next from you, if you don’t mind telling us?< Ribblestrop 3 is underway – I finished part one last night, so I know where that’s going now. I hope to have it done by the end of the summer. But my other book, which is top secret, is on my publisher’s desk even now. He may hate it or love it – I really don’t know. It’s for children again, set in a primary school – but it’s very strange and very English. I want to do the American version, which will give me an excuse to spend some quality time in the States – and that’s something I long to do.

MF: Thank you so much for your time!
AM: It’s a pleasure. Thank you for reading.

You can see more about Andy and his books at his website.

Best of 2011, Halfway Through

I don’t have a giveaway for you today, for Armchair BEA. Sorry. On the other hand, at Armchair BEA Central, there is a list of people who will have giveaways for you today. However, as a consolation prize, I do have links to reviews of five of the best books I’ve read (so far) this year.


Trash, by Andy Mulligan


The Last King of Texas, by Rick Riordan


A Tree Grows in Brooklyn, by Betty Smith


The Disappearing Spoon, by Sean Kean


The True Meaning of Smekday, by Adam Rex

And as a bonus, five books I desperately want to get my hands on. Soon.

What’s on your list of favorite books this year?

Hi, My Name is Melissa and I’m a Bookaholic

Hi, Melissa! Tell us a little bit about yourself.

I’ve been blogging here at Book Nut for 6 1/2 years, which makes me a verifiable oldie in the blogosphere. I’m still at it, though, partially because I have a rotten memory for books I’ve read, and it’s quite handy to point people who ask in the direction of my blog. But, mostly, I think, I’m still at it because the book blogging community, possibly because it’s huge and diverse, is a wonderful community to be a part of.

What is it that you like to read?

I like to say I’m a book omnivore, and that I’ll read a little bit of everything. Which is true, though I do have to admit that every single time I try to read one of those true crime thrillers I completely hate them. I’m still wondering why publishers keep pitching them to me. That said, I have a passion for and a general leaning towards kids — middle grade and YA — books.

Why those in particular?

Because I like them. Seriously. Good writing, good stories, tightly told. You really can’t beat a good middle grade or YA book. (Okay, maybe it’s also a little because I don’t want to grow up.)

So, if you’re such a bookaholic, why aren’t you in New York at BEA?

Because I’m a bookaholic who’s married to a university professor and the mother of four daughters. I’d love to go an experience the whole madhouse of BEA, to see other bloggers and just have fun, but I’m allowed one trip a year, and I choose to attend KidLitCon, because that’s where my passion is. Someday, that might change. But for now, I’m sitting in my chair in the corner (or on my bed sometimes), following my twitter feed, being slightly jealous of all the cool things I’m missing at BEA.


Check out the other participants intros on the BEA website!

Sunday Salon: Better Late than Never

LinkI’ve been meaning to do this for weeks, I tell you. And yet, the weeks just seem to get busier and busier, and with school ending this Tuesday (really? EEK! So not ready.) I figured I had to sit down and get these two things out.

First off, it’s time for Mother Reader’s 48 hour book challenge. Woot! If you haven’t done this before, give it a whirl. Pop over here for the guidelines, as well as here for frequently asked questions about it all. And then join us next weekend (where does the time go?) reading as much as you possibly can. (I’m planning on tackling my backlog of publisher-sent books. That is, if I can get through all the library books before hand.)

Secondly, it’s time for Nerds Heart YA again! The shortlist was announced a couple weeks ago — I’ve read three, amazingly — and it’s a great list of books. I’ve got the pleasure of being a first-round judge again, and I’m actually quite excited about the two books I’m judging between. (And my library has both! Woot!) Stay tuned for my decision in about a month, and follow all the first round action at the blog, or on Twitter.

Thirdly, it’s Armchair BEA time (for those of us too cheap/broke/whatever) to actually go and brave the madhouse that is Book Expo America. (Someday….) The schedule for the week is here. I’m going to try and participate (at least a little bit). Stay tuned!

I think that’s about it. Here’s to summer!

Reread: On Fortune’s Wheel

by Cynthia Voight
ages: 13+
First sentence: “What she saw first was a moving shadow.”
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One of the benefits of having a blog and rereading a book, is going back and looking at what you wrote about it the first time. At which point, you cringe, and think to yourself, “Dang, I’ve gotten so much better at this blogging thing!”

My last sentence still stands, though: this book is a pleasure to read.

It follows Birle, the daughter of an Innkeeper, who is monumentally unhappy with her life. She’s just agreed to get married, mostly out of desperation, when she spots someone trying to steal a boat from her father. Being a bit foolhardy, she takes off after the thief, and ends up on Fortune’s Wheel. The thief turns out to be Orien, the grandson of the Earl, who is running from his fate as the Earl to be. Their fortune goes from bad to worse as they are marooned on an island, and from there sold into slavery. Throughout it, though, they have the love that they developed for each other. And fortune, for better or for ill.

It’s a lovely, simple story, elegantly told. Voight is a master storyteller, and even if there wasn’t a whole lot going on plot-wise, she manages to make the characters and the situations compelling enough that it doesn’t matter if there’s not much going on. Voight doesn’t go in for flashy things, especially in this historical-feeling book. There’s no magic, no grand intrigue, just two people going through life trying to make the best of the situations thrown at them.

Which makes it an absolutely beautiful book.

Anastasia’s Secret

by Susanne Dunlap
ages: 13+
First sentence: “We are surrounded by guards.”
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Review copy provided by the publisher

Historical fiction is a tricky thing. Mostly, I think, because the author is taking real people and situations and trying to make them compelling and interesting while fitting in the structure bound by history. It’s a delicate balance, one that requires facts as well as enabling the reader to see past the facts to create a whole (albeit fictional) character.

Dunlap has decided to tackle the Romanov family and the years before the Russian revolution. It’s primarily Anastasia’s story, one of her infatuation and romantic involvement with a palace guard who joins the Bolsheviks, in the end. It spans four or five years of time, from when Anastasia’s 13 until after her 17th birthday. Dunlap weaves the romance in and out of the political situation, providing a setting for this princess and pauper story.

I’ll be up front with it: it doesn’t have a happily ever after ending. Dunlap sticks with history and leaves Anastasia’s ending open-ended. But, aside from that, I felt like this book was unbalanced; the romance and the political situation seemed at odds with each other. Either it was that there wasn’t enough of one or too much of the other, but I never really connected with the book. Everything seemed distant and remote, jumbled and disconnected. I wanted to like Anastasia and her love, Sasha. I even wanted to feel sympathetic to the Romanov family, but I never got there. I’m wondering if it was because it was oversimplified to fit for a younger audience, and that things would have been more fleshed out in a adult novel. Whatever the reason, this one didn’t work as well as I would have liked it to.

That said, it’s a grand introduction to all things Russian.

Audiobook: Reckless

by Cornelia Funke
ages: 12+
Read by Elliot Hill
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When Jacob was 11, his father disappeared. After a year of missing him, and being angry at his disappearance, Jacob enters his father’s study, and following some cryptic notes, ends up falling through a mirror into a completely different world.

Fast forward 12 years, and Jacob has made a life for himself in the Mirrorworld as a Finder for the Empress Therese of Austry. Then once (and once is all it took) his younger brother Will followed him through the mirror and was attacked by the Goyl, stone people who are at war with the humans. As a result, Will is slowly turning into the jade Goyl, cursed by the Dark Fairy to be the protector for the Goyl king.

Jacob is angry — at himself, at the fairy, at the world, at Will — and has vowed to do anything to save his brother. This leads himself, Will, Will’s girlfriend Clara (who came through the mirror after him), and a shape-shifter by the name of Fox (who’s been Jacob’s companion for years, and wishes that Jacob could realize that she’s more than just his shadow) on an interesting, dangerous and possible futile adventure across the world hoping to save Will from becoming a Goyl for good.

It’s a clever story, turning Grimm’s fairy tales upside down, weaving them through this dark tale. And don’t get me wrong, with the age of the characters and the intensity of the tale, I kept wondering why this was a middle grade novel. It’s scary. It’s intense. It’s not for the faint-of-heart. But it wasn’t until I read the review of it at Charlotte’s Library, that I realized that it really is a coming-of-age story, and not just a fairy tale. Charlotte puts it quite nicely:

Despite the ostensibly already grown-up age of the central characters, this is a book about growing-up, about how the relationships of brothers and friends, and perceptions of oneself, change in terrifying ways as adulthood is entered. Jacob might be 24 on paper, but the young man in the mirror world is more an avatar of oldness exploring a fantasy world than a convincing adult–his character is still very much that of the reckless adolescent, confused by his emotional responses to the questions posed by growing up. Although sex lurks in the background (it’s never explicitly or centrally part of the story), for Jacob it is still the hormonally charged lust of the adolescent–he has yet to learn love (oh poor Fox. I felt for her so very much).

It makes so much more sense when viewed at it this way. Though, like Charlotte, I’d be loathe to give it to the younger middle grade readers, for this isn’t of the faint of heart. And as the jacket flap warns: it’s not a happily-ever-after.

As for the medium, I think I enjoyed listening to it better (though there were times when I
wondered about who was speaking; I gather Jacob talked to himself quite a bit) than I would have reading it. Hill did an admirable job narrating as well as with the character’s voices, which helped me get into the story in a way I wouldn’t have if I’d read the print version. It also helped that I couldn’t look to the end to see if it all turned out “okay”.

Also, props to Funke for creating such an elaborate and interesting world. She, much like Rowling, has an incredible imagination and a gift for making everything pop off the page. It’s a strange book, but one that I think will stay with me for quite a while.

A Gift From Childhood

Memories of an African Boyhood
by Baba Wague Diakite
ages: 10+
First sentence: “A little boy sat on the dirt floor with a bowl of millet porridge between his legs.”
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I’ve been sitting here trying to figure out a way to summarize this book, and I’m coming up short. How do you summarize a man’s reflections on his childhood, his experiences in a small village in Mali, and the life lessons that taught him? You can’t.

His parents, for cultural if not financial reasons, sent Diakite and his siblings to live in the small village where his father grew up to be raised by their grandparents. He stayed for several years, until he was in his early teens, learning about the ways of the village. While there’s no real over-arching narrative, the stories do follow a bit of a timeline from when he arrived at the village through until he met his wife, came to American and settled in here. The stories themselves are interesting; none are very long, and they each shed light on what life in a small, rural African village is like. There’s some commentary on imperialism and on materialism, but it’s not heavy-handed, or even all that present. The art, done by Diakite as well, helps give the book the feeling of being told African folktales from the hand of an experienced and talented storyteller.

His is a fascinating life, and a good story about how differences, the “other” if you will, can enrich all our lives.

The Throne of Fire

by Rick Riordan
ages: 11+
First sentence: “Carter here.”
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When we last left our erstwhile heroes, siblings Carter and Sadie Kane, they had defeated the god Set but had realized there was a greater threat: Apophis, the god of Chaos, is rising, and if the Kanes don’t find a way to stop him, he will swallow the sun and the world as we know it will end. To do this, the Kanes need to piece together the Book of Ra — no easy task — and wake the Sun God in hopes that he can rally the gods and magicians in order to put a stop to Chaos once and for all.

It sounds like a tough job, but if anyone can do it Carter and Sadie can — with a little help from new trainees Walt and Jaz, as well as the god of dwarves, and one of my favorite characters, Bes.

A note of warning: it’s a nearly 500-page book, and the first 100 pages are glacially slow. So slow, that for the first time I can remember, I considered abandoning a Riordan book. I stuck it out: it is Rick Riordan after all, and I just didn’t believe he could write a clunker. And he didn’t. I’m going to pull out the tired rock analogy here, because it fits. This book is a huge, enormous boulder. And once it gets going, it really goes. It’s interesting, and funny, and uses magic in clever ways. I still feel like I’m missing something with not knowing my Egyptian mythology well, but for the most part I thought this book gelled better than The Red Pyramid. At the very least, while the book wraps up, it leaves for some interesting threads to be dealt with in the next novel.

There’s something for everyone: twists and turns, adventure and a wee bit of romance, magic and intrigue, humor and suspense. In the end, it’s more than worth the time it takes to get through the beginning.