<?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-25919685</id><updated>2012-02-16T09:52:45.636-05:00</updated><category term='ethics'/><category term='Gene Luen Yang'/><category term='graphic'/><category term='organizations'/><category term='display'/><category term='Banned Books Week'/><category term='Just After Sunset'/><category term='Arrogant Invader'/><category term='France'/><category term='Fade to black'/><category term='The adoration of Jenna Fox'/><category term='diary'/><category term='Sold'/><category term='Tony Johnston'/><category term='The chosen one'/><category term='Australia'/><category term='Impossible'/><category term='fantasy'/><category term='Let it snow'/><category term='zombie'/><category term='autobiography'/><category term='The forest of hands and teeth'/><category term='Volunteer vacations across America'/><category term='Catherine Murdock'/><category term='romance'/><category term='future'/><category term='The guy not taken'/><category term='racism'/><category term='folklore'/><category term='Dairy Queen'/><category term='Certain Girls'/><category term='Christmas'/><category term='graphic novel'/><category term='violence'/><category term='Nancy Werlin'/><category term='school'/><category term='Malaysia'/><category term='Stephen King'/><category term='Town Boy'/><category term='Gail Giles'/><category term='bullying'/><category term='Florida'/><category term='boarding school'/><category term='Rwanda'/><category term='Dope Sick'/><category term='unreliable narrator'/><category term='An abundance of Katherines'/><category term='J.P. 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Lockhart'/><category term='Deogratias'/><category term='Alex Flinn'/><category term='The eternal smile'/><category term='AIDS'/><category term='tasks'/><category term='Scarborough Fair'/><category term='What happened to Cass McBride?'/><category term='John Green'/><category term='short stories'/><category term='Kathe Koja'/><category term='young adult'/><category term='NPR'/><category term='Carol Lynch Williams'/><category term='Edward Bloor'/><category term='Sheryl Kane'/><category term='Lat'/><category term='category romance'/><category term='volunteer'/><category term='Down&apos;s Syndrome'/><category term='Assassination Vacation'/><category term='Bone by bone by bone'/><category term='Brother I&apos;m Dying'/><category term='Walter Dean Myers'/><category term='Lisa Kleypas'/><category term='Patricia'/><category term='vacation'/><category term='The Carbon Diaries 2015'/><category term='Tennessee'/><category term='zinn'/><category term='Nepal'/><category term='contemporary'/><category term='pranks'/><category term='Lauren Myracle'/><category term='The disreputable history of Frankie Landau-Banks'/><category term='tests'/><category term='McCormick'/><category term='Taken'/><category term='non-fiction'/><category term='Edwidge Danticat'/><category term='religion'/><category term='Carrie Ryan'/><category term='Sarah Turnbull'/><category term='Almost French'/><category term='Haiti'/><category term='Jenny Arden'/><category term='fiction'/><category term='drugs'/><title type='text'>Diary of  somewhat avid readers</title><subtitle type='html'>Books we've been reading...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bailsobooks.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25919685/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bailsobooks.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Olivia</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>45</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25919685.post-4925998798476215619</id><published>2010-09-29T11:37:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-29T11:39:59.464-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Banned Books Week'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='graphic novel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='GMBA'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='display'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fiction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='young adult'/><title type='text'>My library</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://picasaweb.google.com/s/c/bin/slideshow.swf" width="288" height="192" flashvars="host=picasaweb.google.com&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;feat=flashalbum&amp;amp;RGB=0x000000&amp;amp;feed=http%3A%2F%2Fpicasaweb.google.com%2Fdata%2Ffeed%2Fapi%2Fuser%2F103865987530396607863%2Falbumid%2F5522354962684438113%3Falt%3Drss%26kind%3Dphoto%26authkey%3DGv1sRgCL-r3JbroIy8XA%26hl%3Den_US" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25919685-4925998798476215619?l=bailsobooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bailsobooks.blogspot.com/feeds/4925998798476215619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25919685&amp;postID=4925998798476215619&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25919685/posts/default/4925998798476215619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25919685/posts/default/4925998798476215619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bailsobooks.blogspot.com/2010/09/my-library.html' title='My library'/><author><name>Jessica</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-v244q8fwfq0/TWe-t5rT6YI/AAAAAAAAAMg/-a8-IVirYdc/s220/Home_Photo_books.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25919685.post-5218530107990368471</id><published>2009-09-30T09:42:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T10:04:15.504-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Haiti'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brother I&apos;m Dying'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Edwidge Danticat'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='memoir'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='non-fiction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='autobiography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='biography'/><title type='text'>Brother, I'm Dying by Edwidge Danticat</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5KHL20PnOMo/SsNlKa2mdCI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/nB2qn3RGU48/s1600-h/29061UX-1-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 132px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5KHL20PnOMo/SsNlKa2mdCI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/nB2qn3RGU48/s200/29061UX-1-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387260808946676770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This memoir by the bestselling Haitian author Danticat provides a poignant look at her family and upbringing, particularly of the relationships between her, her Uncle Joseph who raised her for many years while her parents were in the United States, and her father. It also illustrates and makes interesting some of the conflict in Haiti throughout her life and shows how people were affected in their daily lives. Danticat has always written lovingly but realistically of Haiti and its people and history, and this story is especially personal, winning the &lt;a href="http://bookcritics.org/blog/archive/2007_NBCC_Winners_Announced/"&gt;National Book Critics Circle Award for Autobiography&lt;/a&gt; in 2007.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25919685-5218530107990368471?l=bailsobooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bailsobooks.blogspot.com/feeds/5218530107990368471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25919685&amp;postID=5218530107990368471&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25919685/posts/default/5218530107990368471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25919685/posts/default/5218530107990368471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bailsobooks.blogspot.com/2009/09/brother-im-dying-by-edwidge-danticat.html' title='Brother, I&apos;m Dying by Edwidge Danticat'/><author><name>Jessica</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-v244q8fwfq0/TWe-t5rT6YI/AAAAAAAAAMg/-a8-IVirYdc/s220/Home_Photo_books.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5KHL20PnOMo/SsNlKa2mdCI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/nB2qn3RGU48/s72-c/29061UX-1-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25919685.post-624966840279447433</id><published>2009-09-30T09:18:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T10:06:31.298-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='graphic novel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The eternal smile'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gene Luen Yang'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fiction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fantasy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Derek Kirk Kim'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='young adult'/><title type='text'>The Eternal Smile: three stories by Gene Luen Yang and Derek Kirk Kim</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5KHL20PnOMo/SsNgDsJNDZI/AAAAAAAAAFI/E-SgyAr5CgA/s1600-h/img108432.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 144px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5KHL20PnOMo/SsNgDsJNDZI/AAAAAAAAAFI/E-SgyAr5CgA/s200/img108432.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387255195770883474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These three slightly connected but very different stories are humorously entertaining. The first, Duncan's Kingdom, follows classic fairy tale/fantasy form but with a surprising bonus. The second, Gran'pa Greenbax and the Eternal Smile, appeals as a mix between Scrooge McDuck and The Truman Show. The third, my favorite, titled Urgent Request, is a charming tale of a meek woman who finally, and surprisingly, grows a spine when the reader is all set to be disappointed in her. The three stories have very different voices and styles, and so are worthwhile reading in order to enjoy the differences.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25919685-624966840279447433?l=bailsobooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bailsobooks.blogspot.com/feeds/624966840279447433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25919685&amp;postID=624966840279447433&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25919685/posts/default/624966840279447433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25919685/posts/default/624966840279447433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bailsobooks.blogspot.com/2009/09/eternal-smile-three-stories-by-gene.html' title='The Eternal Smile: three stories by Gene Luen Yang and Derek Kirk Kim'/><author><name>Jessica</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-v244q8fwfq0/TWe-t5rT6YI/AAAAAAAAAMg/-a8-IVirYdc/s220/Home_Photo_books.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5KHL20PnOMo/SsNgDsJNDZI/AAAAAAAAAFI/E-SgyAr5CgA/s72-c/img108432.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25919685.post-3442663262670529220</id><published>2009-09-24T13:44:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T13:53:24.461-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='volunteer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sheryl Kane'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='organizations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Volunteer vacations across America'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='non-fiction'/><title type='text'>Volunteer vacations across America: Immersion travel USA by Sheryl Kane</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5KHL20PnOMo/SruyBjB-3LI/AAAAAAAAAFA/n_PPfWe3mrM/s1600-h/img574282.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 133px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5KHL20PnOMo/SruyBjB-3LI/AAAAAAAAAFA/n_PPfWe3mrM/s200/img574282.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385093519104728242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I picked this book up randomly at the library even though I'm certainly not planning any trips any time soon, but I wanted to see what kind of ideas it would provide. It was surprisingly informative. There was thorough information for each opportunity and organization, and the author included feedback from volunteers, even when negative. The best part is that many types of opportunities were included, whether short or long term, and for any type of experience, whether it be wildlife, environment, human rights and so on. Even without having any concrete plans for travel, the book is inspiring and worth at least skimming.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25919685-3442663262670529220?l=bailsobooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bailsobooks.blogspot.com/feeds/3442663262670529220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25919685&amp;postID=3442663262670529220&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25919685/posts/default/3442663262670529220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25919685/posts/default/3442663262670529220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bailsobooks.blogspot.com/2009/09/volunteer-vacations-across-america.html' title='Volunteer vacations across America: Immersion travel USA by Sheryl Kane'/><author><name>Jessica</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-v244q8fwfq0/TWe-t5rT6YI/AAAAAAAAAMg/-a8-IVirYdc/s220/Home_Photo_books.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5KHL20PnOMo/SruyBjB-3LI/AAAAAAAAAFA/n_PPfWe3mrM/s72-c/img574282.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25919685.post-2916429237811738413</id><published>2009-09-24T13:33:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T13:44:01.701-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Saci Lloyd'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Carbon Diaries 2015'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fiction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='England'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='future'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='diary'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='young adult'/><title type='text'>The Carbon Diaries 2015 by Saci Lloyd</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5KHL20PnOMo/SruvhiUElRI/AAAAAAAAAE4/we6-1f8KOWc/s1600-h/img128254.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 132px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5KHL20PnOMo/SruvhiUElRI/AAAAAAAAAE4/we6-1f8KOWc/s200/img128254.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385090770133095698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Initially reminiscent of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Life as we knew it&lt;/span&gt; even though the disaster situation is not identical, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Carbon Diaries 2015&lt;/span&gt; follows a year in the life of British teenager Laura Brown as the entire country is put on carbon rationing. I ended up liking this better actually, as there is more character development and the narrator has charming elements of the Georgia Nicholson voice. There were times when the book teetered on the edge of didacticism but it was clear that the author was trying not to go down that road. Overall, it was enjoyable and was a good example of what could happen to the earth if we don't change our daily behavior and habits immediately.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25919685-2916429237811738413?l=bailsobooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bailsobooks.blogspot.com/feeds/2916429237811738413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25919685&amp;postID=2916429237811738413&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25919685/posts/default/2916429237811738413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25919685/posts/default/2916429237811738413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bailsobooks.blogspot.com/2009/09/carbon-diaries-2015-by-saci-lloyd.html' title='The Carbon Diaries 2015 by Saci Lloyd'/><author><name>Jessica</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-v244q8fwfq0/TWe-t5rT6YI/AAAAAAAAAMg/-a8-IVirYdc/s220/Home_Photo_books.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5KHL20PnOMo/SruvhiUElRI/AAAAAAAAAE4/we6-1f8KOWc/s72-c/img128254.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25919685.post-5747472583011749952</id><published>2009-09-22T15:11:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T15:16:47.538-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='unreliable narrator'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alex Flinn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fade to black'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Down&apos;s Syndrome'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='violence'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fiction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='young adult'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='AIDS'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HIV'/><title type='text'>Fade to Black by Alex Flinn</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5KHL20PnOMo/Srkif2up8uI/AAAAAAAAAEw/iTeD5-Q8am0/s1600-h/img596577.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 141px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5KHL20PnOMo/Srkif2up8uI/AAAAAAAAAEw/iTeD5-Q8am0/s200/img596577.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384372760160629474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although not as perfect an example of the unreliable narrator as &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Inexcusable&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Fade to Black&lt;/span&gt; nevertheless raises lots of questions. With an HIV positive main character, this book forces readers to think about their perception of people living with the disease. For example, Alex's family is insistent on making it clear that he got it from a blood transfusion, because that somehow makes it seem less his fault than if he got it another way. I think this is a very good choice for a lot of our students here in Vermont who often aren't exposed to people unlike themselves. Plus, Flinn's writing is always enjoyable, and while the content might be challenging, she knows how to draw in the reluctant readers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25919685-5747472583011749952?l=bailsobooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bailsobooks.blogspot.com/feeds/5747472583011749952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25919685&amp;postID=5747472583011749952&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25919685/posts/default/5747472583011749952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25919685/posts/default/5747472583011749952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bailsobooks.blogspot.com/2009/09/fade-to-black-by-alex-flinn.html' title='Fade to Black by Alex Flinn'/><author><name>Jessica</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-v244q8fwfq0/TWe-t5rT6YI/AAAAAAAAAMg/-a8-IVirYdc/s220/Home_Photo_books.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5KHL20PnOMo/Srkif2up8uI/AAAAAAAAAEw/iTeD5-Q8am0/s72-c/img596577.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25919685.post-6209556972725040448</id><published>2009-09-22T15:08:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T15:11:11.409-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Walter Dean Myers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drugs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='violence'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fiction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dope Sick'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='young adult'/><title type='text'>DopeSick by Walter Dean Myers</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5KHL20PnOMo/SrkhSPGeyxI/AAAAAAAAAEo/QhnBeLTltjQ/s1600-h/img126926.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 138px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5KHL20PnOMo/SrkhSPGeyxI/AAAAAAAAAEo/QhnBeLTltjQ/s200/img126926.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384371426673216274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A graphic portrayal of the way the decisions we make affect our lives, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;DopeSick&lt;/span&gt; illustrates how we are all responsible for our own actions, and it's never too late to change the direction of our lives.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25919685-6209556972725040448?l=bailsobooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bailsobooks.blogspot.com/feeds/6209556972725040448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25919685&amp;postID=6209556972725040448&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25919685/posts/default/6209556972725040448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25919685/posts/default/6209556972725040448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bailsobooks.blogspot.com/2009/09/dopesick-by-walter-dean-myers.html' title='DopeSick by Walter Dean Myers'/><author><name>Jessica</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-v244q8fwfq0/TWe-t5rT6YI/AAAAAAAAAMg/-a8-IVirYdc/s220/Home_Photo_books.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5KHL20PnOMo/SrkhSPGeyxI/AAAAAAAAAEo/QhnBeLTltjQ/s72-c/img126926.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25919685.post-4354177834691690149</id><published>2009-09-22T15:04:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T15:08:00.137-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Maureen Johnson'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='winter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lauren Myracle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Let it snow'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='John Green'/><title type='text'>Let it snow by John Green, Maureen Johnson, and Lauren Myracle</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5KHL20PnOMo/SrkghYuhlxI/AAAAAAAAAEg/U2biwF-7uVw/s1600-h/img87980.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5KHL20PnOMo/SrkghYuhlxI/AAAAAAAAAEg/U2biwF-7uVw/s200/img87980.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384370587443500818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charming novellas written by three of the best young adult authors. Each story is a winter romance in and of itself, but they also intertwine, having characters and locations in common.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25919685-4354177834691690149?l=bailsobooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bailsobooks.blogspot.com/feeds/4354177834691690149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25919685&amp;postID=4354177834691690149&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25919685/posts/default/4354177834691690149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25919685/posts/default/4354177834691690149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bailsobooks.blogspot.com/2009/09/let-it-snow-by-john-green-maureen.html' title='Let it snow by John Green, Maureen Johnson, and Lauren Myracle'/><author><name>Jessica</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-v244q8fwfq0/TWe-t5rT6YI/AAAAAAAAAMg/-a8-IVirYdc/s220/Home_Photo_books.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5KHL20PnOMo/SrkghYuhlxI/AAAAAAAAAEg/U2biwF-7uVw/s72-c/img87980.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25919685.post-1709426268131235952</id><published>2009-09-22T14:58:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T15:02:37.382-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='short stories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fiction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stephen King'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Just After Sunset'/><title type='text'>Just After Sunset by Stephen King</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5KHL20PnOMo/SrkfF009bPI/AAAAAAAAAEY/A_-NKMyG72E/s1600-h/img214789.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 137px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5KHL20PnOMo/SrkfF009bPI/AAAAAAAAAEY/A_-NKMyG72E/s200/img214789.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384369014438718706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The master's latest short story collection. Brilliant as ever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25919685-1709426268131235952?l=bailsobooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bailsobooks.blogspot.com/feeds/1709426268131235952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25919685&amp;postID=1709426268131235952&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25919685/posts/default/1709426268131235952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25919685/posts/default/1709426268131235952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bailsobooks.blogspot.com/2009/09/just-after-sunset-by-stephen-king.html' title='Just After Sunset by Stephen King'/><author><name>Jessica</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-v244q8fwfq0/TWe-t5rT6YI/AAAAAAAAAMg/-a8-IVirYdc/s220/Home_Photo_books.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5KHL20PnOMo/SrkfF009bPI/AAAAAAAAAEY/A_-NKMyG72E/s72-c/img214789.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25919685.post-5494275943521296758</id><published>2009-09-22T14:53:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T15:03:18.700-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scarborough Fair'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Impossible'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nancy Werlin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fiction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tests'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tasks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='young adult'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='folklore'/><title type='text'>Impossible by Nancy Werlin</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5KHL20PnOMo/SrkeXErUg2I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/BM9Qsiry5nc/s1600-h/img69773.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5KHL20PnOMo/SrkeXErUg2I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/BM9Qsiry5nc/s200/img69773.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384368211239404386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fantasy combined with realism, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Impossible &lt;/span&gt;illustrates a legend behind the classic song Scarborough Fair. Although I found it a bit heavy, readers who enjoy fantastical elements in their realism or fairy tale retellings should find something to like in &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Impossible&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25919685-5494275943521296758?l=bailsobooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bailsobooks.blogspot.com/feeds/5494275943521296758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25919685&amp;postID=5494275943521296758&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25919685/posts/default/5494275943521296758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25919685/posts/default/5494275943521296758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bailsobooks.blogspot.com/2009/09/impossible-by-nancy-werlin.html' title='Impossible by Nancy Werlin'/><author><name>Jessica</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-v244q8fwfq0/TWe-t5rT6YI/AAAAAAAAAMg/-a8-IVirYdc/s220/Home_Photo_books.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5KHL20PnOMo/SrkeXErUg2I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/BM9Qsiry5nc/s72-c/img69773.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25919685.post-6174189165521448579</id><published>2009-09-22T14:47:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T14:51:46.812-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='zombie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Carrie Ryan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The forest of hands and teeth'/><title type='text'>The Forest of Hands and Teeth by Carrie Ryan</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5KHL20PnOMo/SrkcpRaxQSI/AAAAAAAAAEI/4SmHtfkMTV0/s1600-h/img125036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 132px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5KHL20PnOMo/SrkcpRaxQSI/AAAAAAAAAEI/4SmHtfkMTV0/s200/img125036.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384366324874035490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zombies! Female protagonist! Romance! Adventure! Zombies! What more needs to be said?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25919685-6174189165521448579?l=bailsobooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bailsobooks.blogspot.com/feeds/6174189165521448579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25919685&amp;postID=6174189165521448579&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25919685/posts/default/6174189165521448579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25919685/posts/default/6174189165521448579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bailsobooks.blogspot.com/2009/09/forest-of-hands-and-teeth-by-carrie.html' title='The Forest of Hands and Teeth by Carrie Ryan'/><author><name>Jessica</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-v244q8fwfq0/TWe-t5rT6YI/AAAAAAAAAMg/-a8-IVirYdc/s220/Home_Photo_books.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5KHL20PnOMo/SrkcpRaxQSI/AAAAAAAAAEI/4SmHtfkMTV0/s72-c/img125036.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25919685.post-7400734695711342830</id><published>2009-09-22T14:42:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T14:53:04.828-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pranks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='E. Lockhart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The disreputable history of Frankie Landau-Banks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boarding school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fiction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='young adult'/><title type='text'>The disreputable history of Frankie Landau-Banks: a novel by E. Lockhart</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5KHL20PnOMo/Srkbwz9aWVI/AAAAAAAAAD4/DJMuM5SNz-0/s1600-h/img466477.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 130px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5KHL20PnOMo/Srkbwz9aWVI/AAAAAAAAAD4/DJMuM5SNz-0/s200/img466477.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384365354893597010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At times charming, other times too smart for her own good, Frankie Landau-Banks tries to find her place in the world, or at least in the small corner of the world that is her prestigious New England boarding school. The best thing about Frankie's character is her fallibility. Although she wants to do what's right, she never comes across as annoyingly self- righteous, yet neither is she altruistic or looking out for the common good. While she has an admirable and concrete purpose for her actions, it's clear that she doesn't always know how to solve her problems the right way, and she must stand by the consequences of her actions. However, she still is better off than if she had passively accepted her situation.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25919685-7400734695711342830?l=bailsobooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bailsobooks.blogspot.com/feeds/7400734695711342830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25919685&amp;postID=7400734695711342830&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25919685/posts/default/7400734695711342830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25919685/posts/default/7400734695711342830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bailsobooks.blogspot.com/2009/09/disreputable-history-of-frankie-landau.html' title='The disreputable history of Frankie Landau-Banks: a novel by E. Lockhart'/><author><name>Jessica</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-v244q8fwfq0/TWe-t5rT6YI/AAAAAAAAAMg/-a8-IVirYdc/s220/Home_Photo_books.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5KHL20PnOMo/Srkbwz9aWVI/AAAAAAAAAD4/DJMuM5SNz-0/s72-c/img466477.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25919685.post-3775416631107920838</id><published>2009-09-22T14:30:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T14:42:07.904-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sects'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='religion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fiction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Carol Lynch Williams'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='young adult'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The chosen one'/><title type='text'>The Chosen One by Carol Lynch Williams</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5KHL20PnOMo/Srkaa66oXJI/AAAAAAAAADw/u1N8ohMM6CM/s1600-h/img281231.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 138px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5KHL20PnOMo/Srkaa66oXJI/AAAAAAAAADw/u1N8ohMM6CM/s200/img281231.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384363879292230802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A disturbing look at life within an extreme religious sect. Although sometimes melodramatic, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Chosen One&lt;/span&gt; offers readers a glimpse at a world they could never begin to comprehend but also will hopefully lead the way to an understanding of the extremes to which some people are pushed. Although fairly sophisticated in theme, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Chosen One &lt;/span&gt;is written at a middle school level, making it accessible to more readers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25919685-3775416631107920838?l=bailsobooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bailsobooks.blogspot.com/feeds/3775416631107920838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25919685&amp;postID=3775416631107920838&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25919685/posts/default/3775416631107920838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25919685/posts/default/3775416631107920838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bailsobooks.blogspot.com/2009/09/chosen-one-by-carol-lynch-williams.html' title='The Chosen One by Carol Lynch Williams'/><author><name>Jessica</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-v244q8fwfq0/TWe-t5rT6YI/AAAAAAAAAMg/-a8-IVirYdc/s220/Home_Photo_books.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5KHL20PnOMo/Srkaa66oXJI/AAAAAAAAADw/u1N8ohMM6CM/s72-c/img281231.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25919685.post-6943840694723622947</id><published>2009-09-22T14:22:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T14:30:39.530-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The adoration of Jenna Fox'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ethics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mary E. Pearson'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fiction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='future'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='young adult'/><title type='text'>The Adoration of Jenna Fox by Mary E. Pearson</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5KHL20PnOMo/SrkXSRbZ1vI/AAAAAAAAADo/4BdMHqqrH_k/s1600-h/img61159.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 132px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5KHL20PnOMo/SrkXSRbZ1vI/AAAAAAAAADo/4BdMHqqrH_k/s200/img61159.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384360432181565170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is one of those books that helps readers see that ethics aren't always a simple matter of right and wrong, good and bad, or left and right. Certain to prompt discussion or thought, especially in our era of genetic ethics.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25919685-6943840694723622947?l=bailsobooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bailsobooks.blogspot.com/feeds/6943840694723622947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25919685&amp;postID=6943840694723622947&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25919685/posts/default/6943840694723622947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25919685/posts/default/6943840694723622947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bailsobooks.blogspot.com/2009/09/adoration-of-jenna-fox-by-mary-e.html' title='The Adoration of Jenna Fox by Mary E. Pearson'/><author><name>Jessica</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-v244q8fwfq0/TWe-t5rT6YI/AAAAAAAAAMg/-a8-IVirYdc/s220/Home_Photo_books.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5KHL20PnOMo/SrkXSRbZ1vI/AAAAAAAAADo/4BdMHqqrH_k/s72-c/img61159.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25919685.post-4759044868697712200</id><published>2009-02-03T12:34:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T21:53:37.438-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='graphic novel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Deogratias'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='J.P. Stassen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rwanda'/><title type='text'>Deogratias: a tale of Rwanda by Jean-Phillipe Stassen:</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5KHL20PnOMo/SYiAkf_dnvI/AAAAAAAAADQ/HAdZoea5RdA/s1600-h/deo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298626326152716018" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; WIDTH: 140px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5KHL20PnOMo/SYiAkf_dnvI/AAAAAAAAADQ/HAdZoea5RdA/s200/deo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;style&gt; &lt;!--  /* Style Definitions */ p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal  {mso-style-parent:"";  margin:0in;  margin-bottom:.0001pt;  mso-pagination:widow-orphan;  font-size:12.0pt;  font-family:"Times New Roman";  mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman";} @page Section1  {size:8.5in 11.0in;  margin:1.0in 1.25in 1.0in 1.25in;  mso-header-margin:.5in;  mso-footer-margin:.5in;  mso-paper-source:0;} div.Section1  {page:Section1;} --&gt; &lt;/style&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This graphic novel takes place during and after the Rwandan genocide and is told in alternating clips between the present and flashbacks by Deogratias, the title character.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I expected an overview of the war from a more historical perspective, but the book turned out to capture the experience of a single individual, Deogratias, who was affected very profoundly by his experiences. The extent to which he has become disturbed isn’t clear until the very end of the story. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="FONT-FAMILY: georgia"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="FONT-FAMILY: georgia"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This is a book that requires at least a second reading, once the reader has placed all the characters and the chronology. I felt like I was struggling with the plot for a good portion of the book, but once I had it figured out it made a lot more sense and I realized how sad the whole story really is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="FONT-FAMILY: georgia"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Despite its status as fiction, Deogratias is an important historical work and should be part of any collection that caters especially to teens. With each rereading, I felt like I got deeper and deeper into the plot, deeper even than I was sure I wanted to be. I also came to a new understanding of some of the violence in Rwanda, a subject for which most of my knowledge comes from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/character/ch0006539/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Don Cheadle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25919685-4759044868697712200?l=bailsobooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bailsobooks.blogspot.com/feeds/4759044868697712200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25919685&amp;postID=4759044868697712200&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25919685/posts/default/4759044868697712200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25919685/posts/default/4759044868697712200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bailsobooks.blogspot.com/2009/02/deogratias-tale-of-rwanda-by-jean.html' title='Deogratias: a tale of Rwanda by Jean-Phillipe Stassen:'/><author><name>Jessica</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-v244q8fwfq0/TWe-t5rT6YI/AAAAAAAAAMg/-a8-IVirYdc/s220/Home_Photo_books.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5KHL20PnOMo/SYiAkf_dnvI/AAAAAAAAADQ/HAdZoea5RdA/s72-c/deo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25919685.post-1847914043083084156</id><published>2009-02-03T12:27:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T22:00:48.849-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jennifer Weiner'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fiction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Certain Girls'/><title type='text'>Certain Girls by Jennifer Weiner</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5KHL20PnOMo/SYh-u8u1vII/AAAAAAAAADI/Ywwc55fkEQY/s1600-h/girls.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298624306643057794" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; WIDTH: 132px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5KHL20PnOMo/SYh-u8u1vII/AAAAAAAAADI/Ywwc55fkEQY/s200/girls.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;style&gt; &lt;!--  /* Style Definitions */ p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal  {mso-style-parent:"";  margin:0in;  margin-bottom:.0001pt;  mso-pagination:widow-orphan;  font-size:12.0pt;  font-family:"Times New Roman";  mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman";} @page Section1  {size:8.5in 11.0in;  margin:1.0in 1.25in 1.0in 1.25in;  mso-header-margin:.5in;  mso-footer-margin:.5in;  mso-paper-source:0;} div.Section1  {page:Section1;} --&gt; &lt;/style&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;My main problem with reading this was that it had been years since I read &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Good in Bed&lt;/span&gt; where Cannie Shapiro was introduced, and then all Weiner’s other books in between, that I had a lot of trouble remembering exactly where the story was picking up in Cannie’s life. Unfortunately, Weiner’s books suck me in so much that I actually couldn’t stop reading &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Certain Girls&lt;/span&gt; long enough to pick up a copy of &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;GinB &lt;/span&gt;to reread. Her writing is so delicious and captivating that I always have trouble putting the books down and forcing myself not to skip ahead. I managed to piece enough together from context about Cannie’s life to make sense of the book, but unfortunately it looks like I might have to reread both books at some point in the near future. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;Because the story jumps back and forth from the point of view of the now all grown up Cannie and her adolescent daughter Joy, I did have a little bit of trouble identifying 100% with either of them. Weiner effectively portrays Joy’s teenage sullenness and resentment of her mother in a way that is all too familiar, and she also evokes Cannie’s all encompassing maternal love as well as shows her having realistically progressed since the end of &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;GinB&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;I felt that Cannie dwells on her weight and appearance too much for it to be interesting. It’s definitely an issue that I can identify with, but it’s too boring to obsess about so much. There are way more interesting things in life. And by this point in Cannie’s life it doesn’t seem like it’s much of an issue to anybody but herself, save for Joy when she feels extra bitchy and embarrassed by her mother. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I felt like near the end of the novel Weiner aims kind of a low blow at the reader, but to be fair this is realistic fiction. I just wish it and life could be more sugar coated. Afterwards though, Joy becomes much more mature and the characters exhibit the human resliiency that makes them believable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;Even though the character of Joy isn’t especially likable on the outside judging by her actions, her narrated sections show her vulnerability and lack of self-awareness so that the reader can’t help but like her and sympathize with her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Basically, I would read the back of a cereal box if Jennifer Weiner wrote it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" face="georgia"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" face="georgia"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25919685-1847914043083084156?l=bailsobooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bailsobooks.blogspot.com/feeds/1847914043083084156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25919685&amp;postID=1847914043083084156&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25919685/posts/default/1847914043083084156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25919685/posts/default/1847914043083084156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bailsobooks.blogspot.com/2009/02/certain-girls-by-jennifer-weiner.html' title='Certain Girls by Jennifer Weiner'/><author><name>Jessica</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-v244q8fwfq0/TWe-t5rT6YI/AAAAAAAAAMg/-a8-IVirYdc/s220/Home_Photo_books.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5KHL20PnOMo/SYh-u8u1vII/AAAAAAAAADI/Ywwc55fkEQY/s72-c/girls.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25919685.post-9176393379899563433</id><published>2009-02-03T12:15:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T22:02:15.531-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tony Johnston'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tennessee'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bone by bone by bone'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fiction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='racism'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='young adult'/><title type='text'>Bone by bone by bone by Tony Johnston</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5KHL20PnOMo/SYh8stWLe1I/AAAAAAAAADA/ElTDQS8bjho/s1600-h/johnston.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298622069130099538" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; WIDTH: 133px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5KHL20PnOMo/SYh8stWLe1I/AAAAAAAAADA/ElTDQS8bjho/s200/johnston.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;style&gt; &lt;!--  /* Style Definitions */ p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal  {mso-style-parent:"";  margin:0in;  margin-bottom:.0001pt;  mso-pagination:widow-orphan;  font-size:12.0pt;  font-family:"Times New Roman";  mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman";} @page Section1  {size:8.5in 11.0in;  margin:1.0in 1.25in 1.0in 1.25in;  mso-header-margin:.5in;  mso-footer-margin:.5in;  mso-paper-source:0;} div.Section1  {page:Section1;} --&gt; &lt;/style&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I found this book evocative of Harper Lee’s South, which is a testament to the author that I don’t necessarily think she did it on purpose.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;David is the white son of a doctor in 1950s Tennessee, and has been forbidden to bring home his best friend and blood brother, a black boy named Malcolm. His father’s original edict prevented David form even playing with Malcolm, but the boys simply couldn’t resist one another’s company, so his father clarified that Malcolm would be shot on sight if he ever crossed their doorstep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;While respecting his father, David questions his father’s beliefs along with the mores and standards of the society to which he belongs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bone&lt;/em&gt; is a touching almost coming of age novel that proves that life is complicated and that it’s not always easy to tell right from wrong. The ending is a satisfying yet realistically complicated finish to this short but worthwhile story.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25919685-9176393379899563433?l=bailsobooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bailsobooks.blogspot.com/feeds/9176393379899563433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25919685&amp;postID=9176393379899563433&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25919685/posts/default/9176393379899563433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25919685/posts/default/9176393379899563433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bailsobooks.blogspot.com/2009/02/bone-by-bone-by-bone-by-tony-johnston.html' title='Bone by bone by bone by Tony Johnston'/><author><name>Jessica</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-v244q8fwfq0/TWe-t5rT6YI/AAAAAAAAAMg/-a8-IVirYdc/s220/Home_Photo_books.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5KHL20PnOMo/SYh8stWLe1I/AAAAAAAAADA/ElTDQS8bjho/s72-c/johnston.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25919685.post-4009475768411137709</id><published>2009-02-03T11:59:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T12:54:52.971-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='GMBA'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='NPR'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='U.S. History'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='non-fiction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sarah Vowell'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Assassination Vacation'/><title type='text'>Assassination Vacation by Sarah Vowell</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5KHL20PnOMo/SYh4K5HXSnI/AAAAAAAAACg/xaAWQtKGZpY/s1600-h/vowell.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 130px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5KHL20PnOMo/SYh4K5HXSnI/AAAAAAAAACg/xaAWQtKGZpY/s200/vowell.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298617090127121010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"&gt;&lt;meta name="ProgId" content="Word.Document"&gt;&lt;meta name="Generator" content="Microsoft Word 9"&gt;&lt;meta name="Originator" content="Microsoft Word 9"&gt;&lt;link rel="File-List" href="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/LANGLO%7E1/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/msoclip1/01/clip_filelist.xml"&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:worddocument&gt;   &lt;w:view&gt;Normal&lt;/w:View&gt;   &lt;w:zoom&gt;0&lt;/w:Zoom&gt;   &lt;w:donotoptimizeforbrowser/&gt;  &lt;/w:WordDocument&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;style&gt; &lt;!--  /* Font Definitions */ @font-face 	{font-family:"Arial Unicode MS"; 	panose-1:2 11 6 4 2 2 2 2 2 4; 	mso-font-charset:128; 	mso-generic-font-family:swiss; 	mso-font-pitch:variable; 	mso-font-signature:-1 -369098753 63 0 4129023 0;} @font-face 	{font-family:"\@Arial Unicode MS"; 	panose-1:2 11 6 4 2 2 2 2 2 4; 	mso-font-charset:128; 	mso-generic-font-family:swiss; 	mso-font-pitch:variable; 	mso-font-signature:-1 -369098753 63 0 4129023 0;}  /* Style Definitions */ p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal 	{mso-style-parent:""; 	margin:0in; 	margin-bottom:.0001pt; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:12.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman";} @page Section1 	{size:8.5in 11.0in; 	margin:1.0in 1.25in 1.0in 1.25in; 	mso-header-margin:.5in; 	mso-footer-margin:.5in; 	mso-paper-source:0;} div.Section1 	{page:Section1;} --&gt; &lt;/style&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;"  class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sarah Vowell of NPR's This American Life indulges her obsession with death and history to write this book exploring presidential assassinations. She road trips around the country visiting museums, libraries, historic sites and plaques while gathering information for the nerd fest that is this book. She shares quirky details as if they related to living breathing people, and convinces her friends to join her (and drive her around) on her quest to find the information that makes history interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;"  class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;"  class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Vowell's writing speaks to my favorite thing about history: the fact that people lived day to day lives despite the roles for which they are remembered. She points out that on a historical house tour, the size of Jefferson Davis’ bed and his sleeping habits are discussed with as much enthusiasm as his role in the Civil War. I love reading about history in a way that humanizes it and takes it away from the typical textbook survey.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25919685-4009475768411137709?l=bailsobooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bailsobooks.blogspot.com/feeds/4009475768411137709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25919685&amp;postID=4009475768411137709&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25919685/posts/default/4009475768411137709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25919685/posts/default/4009475768411137709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bailsobooks.blogspot.com/2009/02/assassination-vacation-by-sarah-vowell.html' title='Assassination Vacation by Sarah Vowell'/><author><name>Jessica</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-v244q8fwfq0/TWe-t5rT6YI/AAAAAAAAAMg/-a8-IVirYdc/s220/Home_Photo_books.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5KHL20PnOMo/SYh4K5HXSnI/AAAAAAAAACg/xaAWQtKGZpY/s72-c/vowell.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25919685.post-3867480103219518359</id><published>2009-02-03T11:50:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T22:04:15.615-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Almost French'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sarah Turnbull'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='France'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='memoir'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Australia'/><title type='text'>Almost French by Sarah Turnbull</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5KHL20PnOMo/SYh2DUMGjNI/AAAAAAAAACY/SXDwJbqnfoE/s1600-h/french.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298614760932543698" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; WIDTH: 130px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5KHL20PnOMo/SYh2DUMGjNI/AAAAAAAAACY/SXDwJbqnfoE/s200/french.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;style&gt; &lt;!--  /* Style Definitions */ p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal  {mso-style-parent:"";  margin:0in;  margin-bottom:.0001pt;  mso-pagination:widow-orphan;  font-size:12.0pt;  font-family:"Times New Roman";  mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman";} @page Section1  {size:8.5in 11.0in;  margin:1.0in 1.25in 1.0in 1.25in;  mso-header-margin:.5in;  mso-footer-margin:.5in;  mso-paper-source:0;} div.Section1  {page:Section1;} --&gt;&lt;/style&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;style&gt; &lt;!--  /* Style Definitions */ p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal  {mso-style-parent:"";  margin:0in;  margin-bottom:.0001pt;  mso-pagination:widow-orphan;  font-size:12.0pt;  font-family:"Times New Roman";  mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman";} @page Section1  {size:8.5in 11.0in;  margin:1.0in 1.25in 1.0in 1.25in;  mso-header-margin:.5in;  mso-footer-margin:.5in;  mso-paper-source:0;} div.Section1  {page:Section1;} --&gt; &lt;/style&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This Australian journalist has achieved a tone in her memoir of her new life in France that is both humorous and confiding, and makes for a charming mix.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sarah Turnbull took an impulsive trip to Paris in the 1990s to spend what she thought would be a weeklong visit with a French man she’d recently met. The rest is history. She ended up staying there and adapting to a new life in a city she loved among citizens who didn't necessarily welcome her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Although the author doesn’t reveal many personal details, especially about her relationship with Frederic, she paints a colorful and descriptive picture of her life, including the language difficulties and her problems finding work. Her optimistic nature comes through though, and the book is always entertaining and envy provoking, even when things aren’t going perfectly. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25919685-3867480103219518359?l=bailsobooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bailsobooks.blogspot.com/feeds/3867480103219518359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25919685&amp;postID=3867480103219518359&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25919685/posts/default/3867480103219518359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25919685/posts/default/3867480103219518359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bailsobooks.blogspot.com/2009/02/almost-french-by-sarah-turnbull.html' title='Almost French by Sarah Turnbull'/><author><name>Jessica</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-v244q8fwfq0/TWe-t5rT6YI/AAAAAAAAAMg/-a8-IVirYdc/s220/Home_Photo_books.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5KHL20PnOMo/SYh2DUMGjNI/AAAAAAAAACY/SXDwJbqnfoE/s72-c/french.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25919685.post-243214273140161501</id><published>2009-02-03T11:37:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T12:43:57.989-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='zinn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='graphic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='non-fiction'/><title type='text'>A People's History of American Empire by Howard Zinn</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5KHL20PnOMo/SYhz0kCXJlI/AAAAAAAAACQ/oWiZrihBLuc/s1600-h/zinn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 143px; height: 189px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5KHL20PnOMo/SYhz0kCXJlI/AAAAAAAAACQ/oWiZrihBLuc/s200/zinn.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298612308465362514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;A graphic adaptation of American history. Much less interesting than I expected.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25919685-243214273140161501?l=bailsobooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bailsobooks.blogspot.com/feeds/243214273140161501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25919685&amp;postID=243214273140161501&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25919685/posts/default/243214273140161501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25919685/posts/default/243214273140161501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bailsobooks.blogspot.com/2009/02/peoples-history-of-american-empire-by.html' title='A People&apos;s History of American Empire by Howard Zinn'/><author><name>Jessica</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-v244q8fwfq0/TWe-t5rT6YI/AAAAAAAAAMg/-a8-IVirYdc/s220/Home_Photo_books.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5KHL20PnOMo/SYhz0kCXJlI/AAAAAAAAACQ/oWiZrihBLuc/s72-c/zinn.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25919685.post-3862370459670866859</id><published>2008-04-04T19:54:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-05T18:10:20.579-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='romance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='contemporary'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sugar Daddy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lisa Kleypas'/><title type='text'>Sugar Daddy by Lisa Kleypas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_5KHL20PnOMo/R_f4RMILY5I/AAAAAAAAABY/lOZRi7-F6lk/s1600-h/kleypas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185886470137406354" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_5KHL20PnOMo/R_f4RMILY5I/AAAAAAAAABY/lOZRi7-F6lk/s200/kleypas.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lisa Kleypas is one of my favorite historical romance writers, and this was her first foray into contemporary. It was of course well written because she is a good writer, so I did enjoy it, even though contemporary isn't my favorite. She also wrote in the first person which I generally don't like, but at least it wasn't in the present tense. I read it in one night because I couldn't put it down and I didn't even know until near the end who the hero was going to be. I was disappointed at first until I realized that the heroine made a wise decision. It was so interesting to see how Kleypas described the life of a contemporary character who had a rough life and came out on top. She made the book more than just a romance- it was an actual book about a character, rather than just about the relationship between a hero and heroine. I can't wait to read Blue-Eyed Devil, which is the story of one of the characters in the book.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25919685-3862370459670866859?l=bailsobooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bailsobooks.blogspot.com/feeds/3862370459670866859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25919685&amp;postID=3862370459670866859&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25919685/posts/default/3862370459670866859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25919685/posts/default/3862370459670866859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bailsobooks.blogspot.com/2008/04/sugar-daddy-by-lisa-kleypas.html' title='Sugar Daddy by Lisa Kleypas'/><author><name>Jessica</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-v244q8fwfq0/TWe-t5rT6YI/AAAAAAAAAMg/-a8-IVirYdc/s220/Home_Photo_books.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_5KHL20PnOMo/R_f4RMILY5I/AAAAAAAAABY/lOZRi7-F6lk/s72-c/kleypas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25919685.post-830530044843401134</id><published>2008-03-31T13:57:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-31T15:09:33.578-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Taken'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Edward Bloor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='future'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='young adult'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Florida'/><title type='text'>Taken by Edward Bloor</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_5KHL20PnOMo/R_EqDMILY4I/AAAAAAAAABQ/vlvcseBdy5M/s1600-h/taken.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183970880363651970" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_5KHL20PnOMo/R_EqDMILY4I/AAAAAAAAABQ/vlvcseBdy5M/s200/taken.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Edward Bloor's books are always well-written and imaginative in a way that appeals to their target readers, and &lt;em&gt;Taken&lt;/em&gt; is no different. In 2036, society is much different- the gap between economic classes is vast and people with money are forced to live behind gates and arm themselves and their servants for protection. In a way that shows just how directly this book is influenced by modern society, reliable medical care is notoriously difficult to come by. Rich people have qualified doctors at their service, while in the poor neighborhoods, anybody can open a clinic and call themselves a doctor, even with no medical equipment, and charge whatever they want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;At the opening of the story, Charity awakes to find that she has been "taken" and is being held for ransom. Being taken is a common way for the lower class to make money, and the kidnappings generally go off without a hitch. Children are taught at school to go along with their kidnappers and that the ordeal will be over within 24 hours, when the parents pay money and get their kids back. So Charity starts out basically unconcerned and is confident that her father will pay the ransom and get her back easily. As the story unfolds though, and alternate between the present and flashbacks, she begins to piece together unsettling details that lead her to believe she may be in over head. The flashbacks also serve to describe the world as it is in 2036, and while kids are basically the same as they are now, everything around them is different. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Eventually scenes of high drama lead to a surprising but satisfying conclusion, as the reader has the chance to think about ways in which our society has led to that of Charity's.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tangerine&lt;/em&gt; will always be my favorite book by Bloor, but &lt;em&gt;Taken&lt;/em&gt; was a very interesting story that would especially appeal to middle school age readers. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25919685-830530044843401134?l=bailsobooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bailsobooks.blogspot.com/feeds/830530044843401134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25919685&amp;postID=830530044843401134&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25919685/posts/default/830530044843401134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25919685/posts/default/830530044843401134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bailsobooks.blogspot.com/2008/03/taken-by-edward-bloor.html' title='Taken by Edward Bloor'/><author><name>Jessica</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-v244q8fwfq0/TWe-t5rT6YI/AAAAAAAAAMg/-a8-IVirYdc/s220/Home_Photo_books.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5KHL20PnOMo/R_EqDMILY4I/AAAAAAAAABQ/vlvcseBdy5M/s72-c/taken.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25919685.post-4364428082877643860</id><published>2008-03-10T15:53:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-11T11:30:44.125-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='graphic novel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='memoir'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Malaysia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Town Boy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lat'/><title type='text'>Town Boy by Lat</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_5KHL20PnOMo/R9Wfr0gONcI/AAAAAAAAAAs/7A4ZPYGr_Lk/s1600-h/townBoyCoverHiRes385.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176218921909237186" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_5KHL20PnOMo/R9Wfr0gONcI/AAAAAAAAAAs/7A4ZPYGr_Lk/s200/townBoyCoverHiRes385.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This book, the sequel to &lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.firstsecondbooks.com/kampungBoy.html"&gt;Kampung Boy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, was even funnier even though it lost the charm of the country setting. The main character Mat has begun attending school in town, Ipoh, and his daily adventures are related through words and pictures. It's the 1960s so all the boys walk around with a classic rock and roll swagger that Lat portrays perfectly through nothing more than a series of lines. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The boys all think they're so cool and original, and Lat draws them all standing in a line outside the cinema, each with the exact same rebellious pose which isn't quite so rebellious when it's ten boys lined up, with the only difference between them all their height.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The book spans Mat's teen years and many of the things that befall him during that time. He spends a lot of time in school learning many different subjects, and because he is now in town , there are people with very different backgrounds than himself, especially Frankie, his soon to be best friend who is Chinese. There is of course a beautiful girl that everyone in town likes, and who Mat actually gets the courage to invite to a movie one day. One of the funniest scenes is when the boys are doing this required run for school, which includes crossing the river, and Mat and his friend decide to use the forbidden bridge. Unfortunately, they are ambushed by the principal at the other end and punished. Anecdotes like this would be interesting even if only written on words, but Lat's drawings make the scenes so much richer and even more entertaining.The book spans Mat's teen years and many of the things that befall him during that time. He spends a lot of time in school learning many different subjects, and because he is now in town , there are people with very different backgrounds than himself, especially Frankie, his soon to be best friend who is Chinese. There is of course a beautiful girl that everyone in town likes, and who Mat actually gets the courage to invite to a movie one day. One of the funniest scenes is when the boys are doing this required run for school, which includes crossing the river, and Mat and his friend decide to use the forbidden bridge. Unfortunately, they are ambushed by the principal at the other end and punished. Anecdotes like this would be enjoyable even if only written in words, but Lat's drawings make the scenes so much richer and even more entertaining.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25919685-4364428082877643860?l=bailsobooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bailsobooks.blogspot.com/feeds/4364428082877643860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25919685&amp;postID=4364428082877643860&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25919685/posts/default/4364428082877643860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25919685/posts/default/4364428082877643860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bailsobooks.blogspot.com/2008/03/town-boy-by-lat.html' title='Town Boy by Lat'/><author><name>Jessica</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-v244q8fwfq0/TWe-t5rT6YI/AAAAAAAAAMg/-a8-IVirYdc/s220/Home_Photo_books.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_5KHL20PnOMo/R9Wfr0gONcI/AAAAAAAAAAs/7A4ZPYGr_Lk/s72-c/townBoyCoverHiRes385.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25919685.post-6310087694240473305</id><published>2008-03-10T15:35:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-12T13:23:05.381-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='What happened to Cass McBride?'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gail Giles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fiction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='young adult'/><title type='text'>What Happened to Cass McBride? by Gail Giles</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_5KHL20PnOMo/R9WRJEgONbI/AAAAAAAAAAk/CMLsG1vU5m4/s1600-h/41ACEXZVNKL._SS500_"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176202931745994162" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_5KHL20PnOMo/R9WRJEgONbI/AAAAAAAAAAk/CMLsG1vU5m4/s200/41ACEXZVNKL._SS500_" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This book was quite short and super quick to read, but I enjoyed plowing through it. Up until the end at least.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's told from the perspective of two teenagers- Kyle Kirby and Cass McBride, and alternates chapters between their two points of view. It turns out that Kyle's younger brother David has recently committed suicide and he holds the popular social butterfly Cass to blame. He comes up with what he considers a fitting punishment, and as the drama unfolds through the narrative, police detectives are working to uncover exactly what happened before it's too late.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Throughout the course of the story, both of the main characters reveal more about themselves and their motivations than they intend to, and it seems that they both have reasons for behaving the way they do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This was a good story throughout, but I was quite disappointed by the ending. I felt it took what could have been a greater book about serious issues and turned it into an episode of &lt;a href="http://www.cbs.com/primetime/without_a_trace/"&gt;Without a Trace&lt;/a&gt;, and sort of made light of the serious actions and consequences of the story.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25919685-6310087694240473305?l=bailsobooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bailsobooks.blogspot.com/feeds/6310087694240473305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25919685&amp;postID=6310087694240473305&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25919685/posts/default/6310087694240473305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25919685/posts/default/6310087694240473305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bailsobooks.blogspot.com/2008/03/what-happened-to-cass-mcbride-by-gail.html' title='What Happened to Cass McBride? by Gail Giles'/><author><name>Jessica</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-v244q8fwfq0/TWe-t5rT6YI/AAAAAAAAAMg/-a8-IVirYdc/s220/Home_Photo_books.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_5KHL20PnOMo/R9WRJEgONbI/AAAAAAAAAAk/CMLsG1vU5m4/s72-c/41ACEXZVNKL._SS500_' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25919685.post-7462308627780450579</id><published>2008-02-28T11:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-10T17:15:00.383-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Buddha Boy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kathe Koja'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fiction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bullying'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='young adult'/><title type='text'>Buddha Boy by Kathe Koja</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_5KHL20PnOMo/R8by8jLOTLI/AAAAAAAAAAM/IPImUTcES7E/s1600-h/1932076530.01._SCLZZZZZZZ_"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172088344129981618" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_5KHL20PnOMo/R8by8jLOTLI/AAAAAAAAAAM/IPImUTcES7E/s200/1932076530.01._SCLZZZZZZZ_" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;Buddha Boy&lt;/em&gt; is a YA book about bullying that takes a different and refreshing look at a common topic. Justin, the narrator, is a sophomore at a typical high school in an affluent community, where he is just trying to make it through the year without garnering excessive attention. He has a couple of close friends, Jakob and Megan, and the three of them form a tight knit group. As far as Justin is concerned, the three of them only need each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is, until Jinsen arrives on the scene, a strange new student with no self-consciousness, who begs at lunch tables and who seems impervious to taunts and harassment. Justin doesn't think it's funny when the jocks make fun of Jinsen and throw things at him, but there's nothing he can do about it except not participate. Justin and Jinsen end up paired in a group project, and Justin reluctantly gets to know his partner better. Jinsen turns out to be a fantastic artist and attends the Buddhist temple. It's his faith that enables him to ignore the mistreatment of his peers, but as Justin comes to know, like, and respect Jinsen, it's not as easy for him to put up with the ignorance and bad behavior of his classmates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because the narrator was a separate character from the kid who was getting bullied, I was worried for a lot of the book that Justin was only describing events as they occurred and that something really bad was going to happen. Luckily, over time Justin became more involved in the story and was a more active participant, and I felt like this happened at a realistic pace. I enjoyed reading about a kid who felt the peer pressure but didn't necessarily buy into it. Justin was also confident in his friends even though they were less accepting of Jinsen at first, and he was lucky to have a supportive, functional family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ended up listening to the book on tape because it was more readily available than the print version, and I am not an audiobook kind of person. I enjoyed the story well enough but I would have probably liked it much better if I had read it on paper. I was never able to go back and check something I had read earlier as I often do. The vocies were distracting as well- they often didn't have the tone or inflection I would have expected. I wouldn't choose a full cast reading if I listened to another audiobook. But I feel like they are worth trying every so often considering their popularity.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25919685-7462308627780450579?l=bailsobooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bailsobooks.blogspot.com/feeds/7462308627780450579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25919685&amp;postID=7462308627780450579&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25919685/posts/default/7462308627780450579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25919685/posts/default/7462308627780450579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bailsobooks.blogspot.com/2008/02/buddha-boy-by-kathe-koja.html' title='Buddha Boy by Kathe Koja'/><author><name>Jessica</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-v244q8fwfq0/TWe-t5rT6YI/AAAAAAAAAMg/-a8-IVirYdc/s220/Home_Photo_books.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_5KHL20PnOMo/R8by8jLOTLI/AAAAAAAAAAM/IPImUTcES7E/s72-c/1932076530.01._SCLZZZZZZZ_' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25919685.post-3933289024715847865</id><published>2008-02-13T12:57:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-10T17:15:00.386-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Arrogant Invader'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jenny Arden'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fiction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='category romance'/><title type='text'>Arrogant Invader by Jenny Arden</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/410IFnRjInL._SS500_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/410IFnRjInL._SS500_.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;For one I don't know why I let this book get to me, and for two my life would be so much simpler if I could resist reading everything I see in print. I would never have inflicted this book upon myself. I don't even know how it got into my house- it's a Mills &amp;amp; Boon title from 1990 that I saw lying under some other books, including a Christopher Pike behind a bookcase between my room and my brother's.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Usually I can give this type of category romance some leeway in the realism department because I know what to expect, but lately I haven't able to take them with a grain of salt, which is why this book irritated the crap out of me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The story opens with Gwenyth and her fiancé Marc flying into Wales from France where they met and fell in love during her junior year abroad. G is taking M home to meet her family as a surprise. So far everything seems good- G &amp;amp; M are in love, he has a successful career in France, she's sporting a big old rock on her finger, he's French and she's a French major. As far as I'm concerned, that's an HEA right there. However, when they land expecting to be greeted by G's father, they're surprised to see Jeb, the arrogant jerk who bought out G's father a few years back when he was injured at his slate quarry. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The antagonism between J &amp;amp; G is palpable as he begins subtly taunting her, slipping into an old familiar pattern. Apparently he's amused by her irritation and dislike of him, which is bad romance shorthand for a latent sexual attraction that she's too sweetly naive to pick up on. J is snide to the fiancé, harasses G when they're alone together, even casting aspersions on M's ability in bed even though G's obviously a perfect virginal heroine, and otherwise comes across as a rude, arrogant jerk, except around the rest of the family who finds him charming and generous.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This is how the book proceeds- J's harassing G left and right, grabbing her and kissing her until she submits to his will, making fun of her fiancé, and eventually blackmailing her, virtually forcing her to dump M and marry him. The one advantage I found him to have over M and which apparently proves that M is bad husband material, is that J wants G to finish the last year of her degree before spending the rest of her life as a SAHM, while M wants her to begin the SAHM part immediately and to quit her fourth year of studies. She already knows French after all, so why get the piece of paper to prove it? I'm inclined to agree with M in this because it's not like she needs the degree to pursue a career or anything; she's never going to work outside the home and she's already successfully been living in France.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But of course J eventually convinces G that M will stifle her and would otherwise be wrong for her. He also issues a challenge to M saying that he plans to court G himself. This made me so mad! He should have respected the ring on her finger. If he had been nice to her at any point during the years of their acquaintance, that would have redeemed him more than his eventual confession that he did it all for love. Not to mention the blackmail- her father needs a job at the quarry because of bad investments, and J says he will offer the job if G agrees to marry him. I can't see a heroine falling in love with a man like that, but more likely with a man who would help her family out because it's the right thing to do. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;J and G have their sham of a wedding but she is unable to go through with the wedding night because she has gone and fallen in love with her masterful new husband. After her tearful confession he professes his long hidden love and they proceed to have the best sex ever, and presumably live happily ever after.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I hated that J couldn't just be nice to the woman he loves, and I hated G's lack of self-awareness- apparently all the bad feelings J made her feel were really the hots that she had for him. This is a common romance novel heroine theme- they hate the hero, don't get along with him despite his cold handsomeness, they get angry whenever they're around him, and then one day this is all magically converted into &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/media/rm3017709824/tt0093779"&gt;true love&lt;/a&gt;. This seems like laziness on the writer's part- the better writers are able to make a conflict out of something believable and can make a budding attraction feel like something delicious and worth exploring.The book really is typical for its time, and I certainly took it way too seriously and personally, but I'm glad category writing standards have come so far since then-well, some of them anyway.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25919685-3933289024715847865?l=bailsobooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bailsobooks.blogspot.com/feeds/3933289024715847865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25919685&amp;postID=3933289024715847865&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25919685/posts/default/3933289024715847865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25919685/posts/default/3933289024715847865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bailsobooks.blogspot.com/2008/02/arrogant-invader-by-jenny-arden.html' title='Arrogant Invader by Jenny Arden'/><author><name>Jessica</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-v244q8fwfq0/TWe-t5rT6YI/AAAAAAAAAMg/-a8-IVirYdc/s220/Home_Photo_books.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25919685.post-2858168813154523924</id><published>2008-02-12T12:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-10T17:15:00.389-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fiction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='An abundance of Katherines'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='young adult'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='John Green'/><title type='text'>An Abundance of Katherines by John Green</title><content type='html'>This book was absolutely captivating and well-written. Everything about it just fit together so well. Green did an excellent job of both characterization and scene-setting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Colin has just finished high school and been dumped by his 19th girlfriend named Katherine. He's at a loss of how to spend his summer when his best friend Hassan proposes a road trip. They end up in the hick town of Gutshot, Tennessee, where they decide to settle down for a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing is, the author could have written any series of adventures for these characters and it would have been equally as entertaining. Colin's a former child prodigy who feels that since he has outgrown his prodigy-hood, he has nothing else interesting or unique to show the world. To me it seemed like he had a touch of Asperger's, but that is never mentioned in the book. Hassan is his devout-Muslim-when-it-suits-him friend who graduated from high school a year prior and although he's smart, he specializes in laziness. He's the fat funny kid. The author does really well at showing people's common insecurities, and he effectively deals with the theme of being able to be yourself. All the main characters deal with some form of this issue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would absolutely love to read a sequel to this book- I just want to know more about Colin's life and see how things turn out for him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25919685-2858168813154523924?l=bailsobooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bailsobooks.blogspot.com/feeds/2858168813154523924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25919685&amp;postID=2858168813154523924&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25919685/posts/default/2858168813154523924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25919685/posts/default/2858168813154523924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bailsobooks.blogspot.com/2008/02/abundance-of-katherines-by-john-green.html' title='An Abundance of Katherines by John Green'/><author><name>Jessica</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-v244q8fwfq0/TWe-t5rT6YI/AAAAAAAAAMg/-a8-IVirYdc/s220/Home_Photo_books.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25919685.post-2881402541333559116</id><published>2008-01-09T13:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-10T17:15:00.391-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Catherine Murdock'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fiction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dairy Queen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='young adult'/><title type='text'>Dairy Queen by Catherine Murdock</title><content type='html'>This YA novel was a very enjoyable story that ended too quickly for me. I read it because I had to and didn't expect to like it, or really to sympathize with the protagonist who farms and plays football, but I really ending up liking her, and I felt the author captured the voice of a teenage girl very well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D.J.’s father is waiting for a hip replacement and is unable to get around without a walker, so D.J. is basically running the family’s dairy farm on her own. A close family friend who happens to be the rival high school’s football coach in a town where high school football is taken very seriously, sends over his quarterback to help out with the chores but also to teach him how to work. D.J. is nonplussed at the idea of training a privileged, lazy town kid the ropes of haying, baling, and milking and makes this clear through her superior attitude, but D.J. and Brian eventually learn to at least get along and work side by side, whether they’re thrilled about it or not. At the same time that she is trying to sort through her own feelings about life and choices we make, she realizes that not only would she make a good personal trainer for Brian but also that she might make a pretty good football player herself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D.J. has an engaging and amusing personality; she is self-aware but not unrealistically so. She is aware of her shortcomings, often judging herself too harshly. Although she sometimes wishes things were different, like her looks, her family’s lifestyle, her social life, she doesn’t spend time complaining or sulking but has a pragmatic attitude and does what she needs to. She is an admirable character and speaks in a refreshing voice. There is much description of football and of farming, and while it’s clear that the author is knowledgeable about both, her tone is neither condescending nor didactic. Murdock describes both these subjects in a conversational way so the tone of the story is never interrupted but the description is all there. I also loved the way she didn’t sugarcoat anything; she was frank about the hardships people face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D.J. was a character I would have still enjoyed reading about even if the book was more serious or weighty, which is often not the case with YA novels. I would love to read more about her.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25919685-2881402541333559116?l=bailsobooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bailsobooks.blogspot.com/feeds/2881402541333559116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25919685&amp;postID=2881402541333559116&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25919685/posts/default/2881402541333559116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25919685/posts/default/2881402541333559116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bailsobooks.blogspot.com/2008/01/dairy-queen-by-catherine-murdock.html' title='Dairy Queen by Catherine Murdock'/><author><name>Jessica</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-v244q8fwfq0/TWe-t5rT6YI/AAAAAAAAAMg/-a8-IVirYdc/s220/Home_Photo_books.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25919685.post-4680976077081506438</id><published>2007-03-14T14:10:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-10T17:15:00.394-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='McCormick'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sold'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nepal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Patricia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fiction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='young adult'/><title type='text'>Sold by Patricia McCormick</title><content type='html'>I enjoyed reading McCormick's earlier novel &lt;em&gt;Cut&lt;/em&gt; a few years back, and while &lt;em&gt;Sold&lt;/em&gt; can technically be classified in a similar category of problems faced by adolescents, it's clear how much McCormick's talent has progressed over the time in between.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lakshmi is a 13 year old Nepali girl living a difficult but simple life in the mountains. She helps her mother with chores like planting and cooking and caring for her baby brother. After the village survives the longest drought of Lakshmi's life, the monsoons that come are so fierce that her family's rice paddy and entire livelihood are wiped out. Her stepfather, an indolent gambler, believes he has the solution when he sells Lakshmi to a woman from the big city, who takes her to India where she is forced into prostitution in a seedy brothel. Although she initially is drugged by the madam, she eventually succumbs and numbs herself to the misery of her life. She describes the plight of herself and of the other girls who live there, including one who has young children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I enjoyed McCormick's style of telling Lakshmi's story in short vignettes, almost like prose poetry. She is very effective at getting a feeling across to the reader, without necessarily conveying every detail. But the details that she does share are enthralling, if depressing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although the plot is based in the sex industry, the novel isn't too graphic for teenagers to read. It's obvious what is going on, and why, but the details are not gratuitous or unnecessarily descriptive. It was clear that the author did extensive research for this novel, and that she has the talent of getting inside a young girl's head, as she did in &lt;em&gt;Cut&lt;/em&gt;. I finished this book in just a couple of hours, and found it a captivating depiction of an appalling situation, worth adding to any young adult collection.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25919685-4680976077081506438?l=bailsobooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bailsobooks.blogspot.com/feeds/4680976077081506438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25919685&amp;postID=4680976077081506438&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25919685/posts/default/4680976077081506438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25919685/posts/default/4680976077081506438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bailsobooks.blogspot.com/2007/03/sold-by-patricia-mccormick.html' title='Sold by Patricia McCormick'/><author><name>Jessica</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-v244q8fwfq0/TWe-t5rT6YI/AAAAAAAAAMg/-a8-IVirYdc/s220/Home_Photo_books.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25919685.post-727046464441254957</id><published>2007-03-05T13:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-28T16:17:11.140-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jennifer Weiner'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The guy not taken'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fiction'/><title type='text'>The Guy Not Taken by Jennifer Weiner</title><content type='html'>The latest offering by one of my favorite authors is a collection of short stories written at different times in the author's life. As always, I found her words captivating, and I was reluctant to stop reading even when my eyes were drooping shut. The reading experience wasn't quite the same as reading one of her full-length novels, where the reader can really get to know the characters and get into the plot, but the end of each story left me hungry for more. Whenever I hear someone dismissing chick lit as girly fluff, Jennifer Weiner is definitely the author to point the poor misguided reader to.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25919685-727046464441254957?l=bailsobooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bailsobooks.blogspot.com/feeds/727046464441254957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25919685&amp;postID=727046464441254957&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25919685/posts/default/727046464441254957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25919685/posts/default/727046464441254957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bailsobooks.blogspot.com/2007/03/guy-not-taken-by-jennifer-weiner.html' title='The Guy Not Taken by Jennifer Weiner'/><author><name>Jessica</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-v244q8fwfq0/TWe-t5rT6YI/AAAAAAAAAMg/-a8-IVirYdc/s220/Home_Photo_books.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25919685.post-117192926681816507</id><published>2007-02-19T18:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-19T18:54:26.826-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Eloisa James</title><content type='html'>This is currently my favorite romance author- I am trying to read all her backlist. Her novels are set in the Regency period, and they are quite amusing, which is very rare for me to say about a romance. Each of the books I have read so far has characters that are linked in some way to previous characters, so it is super easy for me to get caught up in the world she has created. I'm not entirely convinced that her characters behave entirely realistically for the period, but I don't really care- they are entertaining and personable, and have personalities and characteristics that are their own. Most of the females that James writes use some kind of makeup, which I absolutely love, whether they darken their lashes or brows or color their lips. I know obvious painting was frowned upon, but I have always found it difficult to reconcile women's insecurities of today with the images of the flawless heroines in historical romances. I also enjoy James' literary allusions; as an English professor and Shakespearean scholar, she certainly knows what she's talking about and always has the right quote for the occasion.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25919685-117192926681816507?l=bailsobooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bailsobooks.blogspot.com/feeds/117192926681816507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25919685&amp;postID=117192926681816507&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25919685/posts/default/117192926681816507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25919685/posts/default/117192926681816507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bailsobooks.blogspot.com/2007/02/eloisa-james.html' title='Eloisa James'/><author><name>Jessica</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-v244q8fwfq0/TWe-t5rT6YI/AAAAAAAAAMg/-a8-IVirYdc/s220/Home_Photo_books.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25919685.post-116344700479504494</id><published>2006-11-13T14:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T14:43:24.806-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Charmed Thirds by Megan McCafferty</title><content type='html'>This is the third book in the Jessica Darling series, and covers a lengthy time span. It opens at the beginning of the summer after her freshman year at Columbia, when she is about to start an internship at a hip magazine. It had been so long since I read the first two books that I forgot many of the details, but old times are mentioned enough that I am mostly up to date. She is still with Marcus, but he is at a Buddhist college in California so they hardly ever get to see each other. The story is told through her diary and through letters to Marcus and her friend Hope, but only during summer and winter breaks, so a lot of time has gone by between each section.&lt;br /&gt;When I started reading these books, they were YA but they are now in the adult fiction section at the bookstore. This sequel has way more adult themes; for instance, Jessica writes about sex a lot, and in rather detailed descriptions, as would any typical college diarist. It's not like it was more shocking than anything else I've read, but I feel as if I've known Jessica Darling through her high school years when she had hardly ever been kissed and now she is growing and changing.&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, she is still immature in a lot of ways. She hasn't grown up enough yet to see her parents as people, and is totally surprised when her big sister Bethany tells her things about their parents that Jessica never even bothered to find out. For someone who is so intelligent and usually so industrious, Jessica shuts down entirely under stress.&lt;br /&gt;I find that what annoys me about this book has nothing to do with the actual writing but more Jessica herself, but that's because I can't help but see her as a real person, which is really a testament to McCafferty's writing.&lt;br /&gt;Apparently we will be seeing Jessica's post-college life as the back book flap says the author is working on another Jessica Darling book.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25919685-116344700479504494?l=bailsobooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bailsobooks.blogspot.com/feeds/116344700479504494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25919685&amp;postID=116344700479504494&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25919685/posts/default/116344700479504494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25919685/posts/default/116344700479504494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bailsobooks.blogspot.com/2006/11/charmed-thirds-by-megan-mccafferty.html' title='Charmed Thirds by Megan McCafferty'/><author><name>Jessica</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-v244q8fwfq0/TWe-t5rT6YI/AAAAAAAAAMg/-a8-IVirYdc/s220/Home_Photo_books.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25919685.post-116217820372875433</id><published>2006-10-29T20:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T22:16:43.746-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Thirteenth Tale</title><content type='html'>This new book by Diane Setterfield is the best book I have read all year! It's complex, engrossing, captivating... It took me a long time to read, but I would do a chapter or two a night, and then it was in the forefront of my mind all day. Margaret Lea is a reclusive woman who lives over her family's antiquarian bookshop, and is content to spend her life surrounded by the written word and her father's company. She spends some of her time conducting biographical research, and has managed to have some of her work published. This has brought her to the attention of one Miss Vida Winter, an incredibly famous but secretive author who commands Margaret's presence at her mansion so that she can dictate her life story to Margaret.&lt;br /&gt;Over the course of Margaret's stay there, she learns as much about herself as she does about the incredibly fantastic past of her new employer, a story involving all the classic elements: love, betrayal, scandals and secrets. She also finds a way to take control of her own life, and make decisions rather than just letting things happen. Overall, &lt;em&gt;The Thirteenth Tale&lt;/em&gt; is a book that I would recommend to anybody, with no reservations, for its attention to detail, originality, and extremely entertaining story.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25919685-116217820372875433?l=bailsobooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bailsobooks.blogspot.com/feeds/116217820372875433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25919685&amp;postID=116217820372875433&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25919685/posts/default/116217820372875433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25919685/posts/default/116217820372875433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bailsobooks.blogspot.com/2006/10/thirteenth-tale.html' title='The Thirteenth Tale'/><author><name>Jessica</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-v244q8fwfq0/TWe-t5rT6YI/AAAAAAAAAMg/-a8-IVirYdc/s220/Home_Photo_books.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25919685.post-115793647711742674</id><published>2006-09-10T20:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-10T21:01:17.256-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Writing on the Wall by Lynne Reid Banks</title><content type='html'>This is a book that I got from the library when I was in about fifth grade- actually my mom checked it out and I read it. As an adult I was trying to remember what it was called, but all I could recall were a few details of the plot and the cover. When I read it as a kid, the cover made a huge impression on me because it had a naughty word on it- the boy and girl are standing in front of a wall which she has just graffitied, and so are partially blocking out where she sprayed "Kevin is a bastard". I thought that was the ultimate in badness and slightly cool as well. Anyways, after an extensive search for the book last year, I found out the name and that it was by Lynne Reid Banks, who I've always liked for not only the Indian in the Cupboard books, but also her other J and YA novels. So I was really excited to get a library's discarded copy for Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's about a London girl who gets into the punk culture in the early 1980s, and whose new boyfriend, Kevin, is more of a handful than she is really ready for. On an end of school year bicycling trip through Holland with friends, Kevin convinces her to break away from the group and go with him to Amsterdam. Although she starts to realize that Kevin is really not the greatest guy, she's not ready to lose him and is still willing to go along with his ideas. However, what he puts her through in Amsterdam makes her realize that she needs to get back with the group and get back to England, but it's not as easy as she expects. It is a good story, although amusingly dated, and while my main reason for reading it was to recapture a childhood favorite, it's definitely worth it if you can find it at one of the local libraries.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25919685-115793647711742674?l=bailsobooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bailsobooks.blogspot.com/feeds/115793647711742674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25919685&amp;postID=115793647711742674&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25919685/posts/default/115793647711742674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25919685/posts/default/115793647711742674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bailsobooks.blogspot.com/2006/09/writing-on-wall-by-lynne-reid-banks.html' title='Writing on the Wall by Lynne Reid Banks'/><author><name>Jessica</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-v244q8fwfq0/TWe-t5rT6YI/AAAAAAAAAMg/-a8-IVirYdc/s220/Home_Photo_books.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25919685.post-115452876237599819</id><published>2006-08-02T09:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-02T10:26:02.540-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Crusader by Edward Bloor</title><content type='html'>I wanted to read this book because I loved &lt;em&gt;Tangerine&lt;/em&gt; so much, but even after I got it I didn't read it for many months because the picture on the cover made me think it was some medieval fantasy. Way to judge a book by its cover! The cover does have a crusading knight with a holy cross on his chest, but the book actually takes place in modern Florida. The protagonist works in her family's video game store in the local run-down mall, where all the games are virtual reality "experiences", and are generally along the lines of one group of people, like the crusaders, trying to wipe out another group of people, like Muslims. The mindless killing prevalent in the games' plots mirrors ignorant local attitudes. Roberta watches as racial tensions heat up among local residents and businesses, and at the same time she begins to emerge from the protective shell she built around herself after her mother's murder years ago. Like &lt;em&gt;Tangerine&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;em&gt;Crusader&lt;/em&gt; is full of secrets and surprises, and it's almost as good.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25919685-115452876237599819?l=bailsobooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bailsobooks.blogspot.com/feeds/115452876237599819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25919685&amp;postID=115452876237599819&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25919685/posts/default/115452876237599819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25919685/posts/default/115452876237599819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bailsobooks.blogspot.com/2006/08/crusader-by-edward-bloor.html' title='Crusader by Edward Bloor'/><author><name>Jessica</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-v244q8fwfq0/TWe-t5rT6YI/AAAAAAAAAMg/-a8-IVirYdc/s220/Home_Photo_books.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25919685.post-114876737627257818</id><published>2006-05-27T17:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-27T18:02:56.283-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Shadow Children Series</title><content type='html'>I read an interesting &lt;a href="http://www.publishersweekly.com/article/CA6331582.html?text=haddix"&gt;interview&lt;/a&gt; with Margaret Peterson Haddix about the end of the &lt;em&gt;Among...&lt;/em&gt; books. Since we all read and love those!&lt;br /&gt;My brother and I drove to a used bookstore today to sell some books; we made over $50 so it was worth it, but on the way home a small town library was giving away books on the lawn! We managed to contain ourselves to one bag, but I ask you, what is the point of trying to pare down our collections when we can't resist any books that come our way?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25919685-114876737627257818?l=bailsobooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bailsobooks.blogspot.com/feeds/114876737627257818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25919685&amp;postID=114876737627257818&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25919685/posts/default/114876737627257818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25919685/posts/default/114876737627257818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bailsobooks.blogspot.com/2006/05/shadow-children-series.html' title='Shadow Children Series'/><author><name>Jessica</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-v244q8fwfq0/TWe-t5rT6YI/AAAAAAAAAMg/-a8-IVirYdc/s220/Home_Photo_books.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25919685.post-114844580840766379</id><published>2006-05-24T00:27:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-24T00:43:28.466-04:00</updated><title type='text'>School Days by Robert B. Parker</title><content type='html'>This was my first venture into reading Robert B. Parker.   &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;School Days&lt;/span&gt; is a quick read but is really satisfying.   Spencer (the main character) is a no-nonsense man whose heart belongs to one person - even if she is far away!  His mission is to solve a mystery behind a Columbine type school shooting -did the kids do it?  How?  Why?  The characters can be somewhat cartoonish - but that just adds to the charm and humor of this book. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Warning :  Spoiler don't read below if you don't want to know what happens!&lt;br /&gt;The book is not a tidy novel where one can figure out everything from the first chapter.  Parker does an excellent job of throwing twists, wrong turns and dead ends to keep the pages turning.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25919685-114844580840766379?l=bailsobooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bailsobooks.blogspot.com/feeds/114844580840766379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25919685&amp;postID=114844580840766379&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25919685/posts/default/114844580840766379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25919685/posts/default/114844580840766379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bailsobooks.blogspot.com/2006/05/school-days-by-robert-b-parker.html' title='School Days by Robert B. Parker'/><author><name>Olivia</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25919685.post-114713707741809904</id><published>2006-05-08T21:10:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-08T21:37:07.660-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Heiress for Hire by Erin McCarthy</title><content type='html'>I just started this book because I had a really slow day of subbing today, and I am halfway through already. I didn't expect to like it at all, but it is very cute. The main character, Amanda is a spoiled heiress who learns to depend on herself when her father cuts her off, and she takes a job as a sitter in the small Ohio town where she is stuck. Along the way, Amanda and the girl's father fall in love. The whole plot outline sounds hackneyed, but McCarthy gave the plot new twists and the characters dynamic, complex personalities.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25919685-114713707741809904?l=bailsobooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bailsobooks.blogspot.com/feeds/114713707741809904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25919685&amp;postID=114713707741809904&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25919685/posts/default/114713707741809904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25919685/posts/default/114713707741809904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bailsobooks.blogspot.com/2006/05/heiress-for-hire-by-erin-mccarthy.html' title='Heiress for Hire by Erin McCarthy'/><author><name>Jessica</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-v244q8fwfq0/TWe-t5rT6YI/AAAAAAAAAMg/-a8-IVirYdc/s220/Home_Photo_books.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25919685.post-114695738358529781</id><published>2006-05-06T18:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-09T00:12:13.576-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Flowers for Algernon</title><content type='html'>Daniel Keyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a different type of emotional roller coaster ride from what I've been reading lately. The story is told through a series of progress report by Charlie Gordon, a grown man who is mentally retarded. He is the subject of a research experiment, focused on increasing his intelligence. Algernon is the mouse who has also undergone the same experiment. As Charlie's intelligence grows, his world becomes more complicated, the facade breaks and truths begin to surface. As his intelligence has surpassed his doctors, Charlie sees his future in Algernon. Although we see everything through Charlie's eyes, the other characters (Alice, Faye, Drs. Strauss and Nemur) are real. Their emotions and actions mean a great deal to Charlie.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25919685-114695738358529781?l=bailsobooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bailsobooks.blogspot.com/feeds/114695738358529781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25919685&amp;postID=114695738358529781&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25919685/posts/default/114695738358529781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25919685/posts/default/114695738358529781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bailsobooks.blogspot.com/2006/05/flowers-for-algernon.html' title='Flowers for Algernon'/><author><name>Olivia</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25919685.post-114662769872851189</id><published>2006-05-02T23:21:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-02T23:41:38.733-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The successful academic librarian: winning strategies from library leaders</title><content type='html'>Edited by Gwen Meyer Gregory&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mood:  hopeful&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This advice guide is packed full of information from experienced librarians.  Each chapter has tips and tidbits for aspiring librarians and even those who are already in the field.  Easy to read and helped me with my phone interview.  I worked with Anna Gold, who wrote one of the chapters.  She provided good insight on what it's like to change jobs and even the type of library in midcareer.  I also took the information from the "Come on down your the next contestant" to heart.   The chapter clearly explained expectations of the academic library interview process.  Hopefully, I'll be able to experience it for myself soon....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25919685-114662769872851189?l=bailsobooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bailsobooks.blogspot.com/feeds/114662769872851189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25919685&amp;postID=114662769872851189&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25919685/posts/default/114662769872851189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25919685/posts/default/114662769872851189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bailsobooks.blogspot.com/2006/05/successful-academic-librarian-winning.html' title='The successful academic librarian: winning strategies from library leaders'/><author><name>Olivia</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25919685.post-114594716042207603</id><published>2006-04-25T02:36:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-25T02:39:20.430-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm reading I promise.....</title><content type='html'>Since I'm trying to kick my depressing-infidelity Shreve/Sparks Slump - I'm slowly (because I have more pressing things on my to do list and because I haven't been riding the bus) reading the following books:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;   &lt;li&gt;Flowers for Algernon&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;Adam Canfield of the Slash&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;Eragon&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;The successful academic librarian:  winning strategies from library leaders&lt;/li&gt; &lt;/ul&gt; More on these books soon.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25919685-114594716042207603?l=bailsobooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bailsobooks.blogspot.com/feeds/114594716042207603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25919685&amp;postID=114594716042207603&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25919685/posts/default/114594716042207603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25919685/posts/default/114594716042207603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bailsobooks.blogspot.com/2006/04/im-reading-i-promise.html' title='I&apos;m reading I promise.....'/><author><name>Olivia</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25919685.post-114481575176990310</id><published>2006-04-09T00:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-12T17:57:35.370-04:00</updated><title type='text'>At First Sight</title><content type='html'>Nicholas Sparks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mood:  Sad with a Pout.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A story which continues &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A True Believer&lt;/span&gt; (which I haven't read), it's typical Sparks fare, just when you think that all is well and good between Lexie and Jeremy, a wicked twist comes out of nowhere. I should remember that when I read his books. That's part of the reason why I've created this blog. I'd like to try &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A True Believer&lt;/span&gt;, since I know how the story will eventually end. I'd like to read more about the lights at the cemetary and the psychic/diviner.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25919685-114481575176990310?l=bailsobooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bailsobooks.blogspot.com/feeds/114481575176990310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25919685&amp;postID=114481575176990310&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25919685/posts/default/114481575176990310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25919685/posts/default/114481575176990310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bailsobooks.blogspot.com/2006/04/at-first-sight.html' title='At First Sight'/><author><name>Olivia</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25919685.post-114481874379769028</id><published>2006-04-06T01:05:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-12T01:12:23.806-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Where or When</title><content type='html'>Anita Shreve&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mood:  Bummed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what my major malfunction is, but I've been stuck in a reading rut.  Not necessarily a bad thing, I just keep turning to Shreve and I keep getting the same result - I'm sad and emotionally drained after reading her books.  I get emotionally involved with her characters and their situations.  I'm upset with their choices but at the same time I can't stop reading the book.  Themes of infidelity and long lost love - true love unrealized run through this tightly woven storyline.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25919685-114481874379769028?l=bailsobooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bailsobooks.blogspot.com/feeds/114481874379769028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25919685&amp;postID=114481874379769028&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25919685/posts/default/114481874379769028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25919685/posts/default/114481874379769028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bailsobooks.blogspot.com/2006/04/where-or-when.html' title='Where or When'/><author><name>Olivia</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25919685.post-114481943022228342</id><published>2006-03-30T01:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-04-12T01:23:50.223-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Pilot's Wife</title><content type='html'>Anita Shreve&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mood:  super bummed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Infidelity - common theme within her novels.  Sadness was reopened by this novel.  Moving and gripping but I couldn't put it down.  I like the torture, I guess.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25919685-114481943022228342?l=bailsobooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bailsobooks.blogspot.com/feeds/114481943022228342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25919685&amp;postID=114481943022228342&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25919685/posts/default/114481943022228342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25919685/posts/default/114481943022228342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bailsobooks.blogspot.com/2006/03/pilots-wife.html' title='The Pilot&apos;s Wife'/><author><name>Olivia</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25919685.post-114662634659392237</id><published>2006-02-25T23:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-05-02T23:19:06.600-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Mermaid Chair</title><content type='html'>Sue Monk Kidd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mood:  don't remember&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interesting story.  Tugged at the heartstrings.  Almost unbelievable.   Well developed characters.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25919685-114662634659392237?l=bailsobooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bailsobooks.blogspot.com/feeds/114662634659392237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25919685&amp;postID=114662634659392237&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25919685/posts/default/114662634659392237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25919685/posts/default/114662634659392237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bailsobooks.blogspot.com/2006/02/mermaid-chair.html' title='The Mermaid Chair'/><author><name>Olivia</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
