<?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-537952265703810298</id><updated>2011-12-04T23:13:31.076-08:00</updated><category term='Jane Austen'/><category term='Laurie Viera Rigler'/><category term='Gone'/><category term='Chuck Hogan'/><category term='Cleopatra&apos;s Daughter'/><category term='The Legend Of The Golden Monkey'/><category term='31 hours'/><category term='Sargent'/><category term='Love Letters'/><category term='sense and sensibility and sea monsters'/><category term='Christopher Moore'/><category term='Rivka Galchen'/><category term='the maze of bones'/><category term='The Seer of Shadows'/><category term='Steven King'/><category term='Comic'/><category term='City of Thieves'/><category term='The Tale of Despereaux'/><category term='Rude Awakenings of a Jane Austin Addict'/><category term='CW Gortner'/><category term='Birthing the Elephant'/><category term='Robert Karpie'/><category term='Scott Mebus'/><category term='The Last Word'/><category term='Real Girls Eat'/><category term='Jane Odiwe'/><category term='History'/><category term='Book Trailer'/><category term='Cell'/><category term='The Thirteenth Princess'/><category term='Fiction'/><category term='Karen Hesse'/><category term='Fablehaven'/><category term='L. 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Wampler'/><category term='Kadir Nelson'/><category term='Kathy Herman'/><category term='Lisa Kleypas'/><category term='Michelle Moran'/><category term='Carolyn Parkhurst'/><category term='Avi'/><category term='Grip of the Shadow Plague'/><category term='Geraldine Brooks'/><category term='Rob R'/><category term='Graphic Novel'/><category term='Lost and Found'/><category term='Bruce Freeman'/><category term='Patrick Jones'/><category term='Karin Aberbanel'/><category term='Renee Hand'/><category term='The Strain'/><category term='Fairy Tale'/><category term='Michael Grant'/><category term='We are the ship : the story of Negro League baseball'/><category term='Zoe Heller'/><category term='Trailer'/><category term='T.C. Boyle'/><category term='Grace Hammar'/><title type='text'>The Reviewer</title><subtitle type='html'>I read. I review.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ratethereview.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/537952265703810298/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ratethereview.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>The Reviewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04364068125838876963</uri><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>51</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-537952265703810298.post-6603022539174545602</id><published>2010-05-16T16:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-16T16:13:00.337-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Thirteenth Princess'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Diane Zahler'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Book Trailer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fairy Tale'/><title type='text'>The Thirteenth Princess by Diane Zahler</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;The Thirteenth Princess&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;by Diane Zahler&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Do you remember the fairytale where the king hired a prince to find out why his daughters shoes were danced through every night even though they were not allowed to leave their room? That was my favorite fairytale. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wonder how the modern remake will stand up?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://www.trailerspy.com/xmoov_flv/player/7954/va_red/" width="800" height="450"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.trailerspy.com/xmoov_flv/player/7954/va_red/"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="FlashVars" value="content_title=The Thirteenth Princess Diane Zahler Book Trailer       "&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/537952265703810298-6603022539174545602?l=ratethereview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ratethereview.blogspot.com/feeds/6603022539174545602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=537952265703810298&amp;postID=6603022539174545602' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/537952265703810298/posts/default/6603022539174545602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/537952265703810298/posts/default/6603022539174545602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ratethereview.blogspot.com/2010/05/thirteenth-princess-by-diane-zahler.html' title='The Thirteenth Princess by Diane Zahler'/><author><name>The Reviewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04364068125838876963</uri><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-537952265703810298.post-7892124159108224709</id><published>2010-05-07T15:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-07T15:39:00.273-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Donna Nordmark Aviles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FLy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Book Trailer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Littel Bird'/><title type='text'>Fly, Little Bird, Fly! by Donna Nordmark Aviles</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;Fly, Little Bird, Fly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;by Donna Nordmark Aviles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is so much US history that is not taught in schools. I think this would have been an interesting subject to study, especially when you realize how these children grew up to shape the American Midwest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://www.trailerspy.com/xmoov_flv/player/8942/va_red/" width="800" height="450"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.trailerspy.com/xmoov_flv/player/8942/va_red/"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="FlashVars" value="content_title=Book Video Trailer: Fly, Little Bird, Fly &amp;amp; Beyond The Orpha      "&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/537952265703810298-7892124159108224709?l=ratethereview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ratethereview.blogspot.com/feeds/7892124159108224709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=537952265703810298&amp;postID=7892124159108224709' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/537952265703810298/posts/default/7892124159108224709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/537952265703810298/posts/default/7892124159108224709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ratethereview.blogspot.com/2010/05/fly-little-bird-fly-by-donna-nordmark.html' title='Fly, Little Bird, Fly! by Donna Nordmark Aviles'/><author><name>The Reviewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04364068125838876963</uri><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-537952265703810298.post-3935455823656563161</id><published>2010-04-30T15:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T15:34:00.436-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Book Trailer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='On Butterfly Faith'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Katrina L. Wampler'/><title type='text'>On Butterfly Faith by Katrina L. Wampler</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;On Butterfly Faith&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;by Katrina L. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Wampler&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Doesn't&lt;/span&gt; it seem that when you are sad all the books and movies you find to entertain you are sad as well? I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; know if I can read another book that makes me cry. But its on my list now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://www.trailerspy.com/xmoov_flv/player/9183/va_red/" width="800" height="450"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.trailerspy.com/xmoov_flv/player/9183/va_red/"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="FlashVars" value="content_title=On Butterfly Faith by Katrina L. 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Wampler'/><author><name>The Reviewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04364068125838876963</uri><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-537952265703810298.post-7924617823599398245</id><published>2010-04-28T20:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-28T20:11:00.135-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Steven King'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cell'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fiction'/><title type='text'>Cell by Steven King</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times; font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 6px; margin-right: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; margin-left: 6px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-family: Arial; font-size: 12pt; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); color: rgb(0, 0, 0); min-height: 1100px; counter-reset: __goog_page__ 0; line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Cell &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;by Steven King&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;2006 Pocket Star Books&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; "&gt;&lt;img alt="Product Details" border="0" src="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/21qieTdYOOL._SL160_AA115_.jpg" style="float: left; height: 115px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 1em; width: 115px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I have never been a fan of science fiction. I have my favorites - Octavia E. Butler of course - but ordinarily I avoid science fiction. What bothers me most about  science fiction novels are that they are usually based on characters and situations that can never occur in real life. I like being grounded in real life at all times, situated in real situations with real people, people I can connect with. However, I must admit, begrudgingly, that I liked Cell. I really enjoyed this book.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; "&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The book cover reads, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;" Graphic artist Clay &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 0); "&gt;&lt;span class="misspell" suggestions="Rid dell,Rid-dell,Riddle,Riddled,Riddles" style="background-color: yellow; "&gt;Riddell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; was in the heart of Boston on that brilliant autumn afternoon when hell was unleashed before his eyes. Without warning, carnage and chaos reigned. Ordinary people fell victim to the basest most &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 0); "&gt;&lt;span class="misspell" suggestions="animistic,minimalistic,unrealistic" style="background-color: yellow; "&gt;animalistic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; destruction.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;And the &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 0); "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;apocalypse &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;began with the ring of a cell phone..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Don't five sentence captions drive you crazy? This book is the story of a technological war, when cell phones erase all that is good and caring in man and leaves them with the survival instincts of a mountain lion: kill or be killed. The empathy and gentleness that defines man has been replaced with a murderous instinct. The few survivors now face a war, how do they survive each day when they are surrounded by murderous zombies? And how do they save the ones they love?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The novel continues with the zombie-like humans slowly regaining their senses and developing extraordinary abilities. They begin to gather as one and working towards one goal, with a definite leader. It is up to Clay and a ragtag group of "&lt;span class="misspell" suggestions="Normie's,norms,Noemi's,Normie,Nomi's" style="background-color: yellow; "&gt;normies&lt;/span&gt;" that he has collected on his journey to protect the rest of the remaining "&lt;span class="misspell" suggestions="Normie's,norms,Noemi's,Normie,Nomi's" style="background-color: yellow; "&gt;normies&lt;/span&gt;" wandering around the U.S. from the organizing zombies. And to find a cure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unlike most Stephen King novels this one isn't scary so much as it is disturbing and eye-opening. There are a  number of wonderfully bloody and macabre scenes in this book. Yet they don't lead to nightmares. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;This book begs the question;  are we such slaves to technology that man could easily be so corrupted by it? It almost makes me want to have technology free days, putting away my Blackberry, my laptop and my desktop. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/537952265703810298-7924617823599398245?l=ratethereview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ratethereview.blogspot.com/feeds/7924617823599398245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=537952265703810298&amp;postID=7924617823599398245' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/537952265703810298/posts/default/7924617823599398245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/537952265703810298/posts/default/7924617823599398245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ratethereview.blogspot.com/2010/04/cell-by-steven-king.html' title='Cell by Steven King'/><author><name>The Reviewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04364068125838876963</uri><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-537952265703810298.post-5676969336319769511</id><published>2010-04-23T12:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-23T13:01:20.913-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='You Suck'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christopher Moore'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fiction'/><title type='text'>You Suck: A Love Story by Christopher Moore</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times; font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 6px; margin-right: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; margin-left: 6px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 12pt; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); color: rgb(0, 0, 0); min-height: 1100px; counter-reset: __goog_page__ 0; line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times; font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 6px; margin-right: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; margin-left: 6px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 12pt; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); color: rgb(0, 0, 0); min-height: 1100px; counter-reset: __goog_page__ 0; line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times; font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 6px; margin-right: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; margin-left: 6px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 12pt; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); color: rgb(0, 0, 0); min-height: 1100px; counter-reset: __goog_page__ 0; line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;You Suck: A Love Story&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;by Christopher Moore&lt;br /&gt;2007 HarperCollins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" class="cmuImage" id="cmuMainImage" src="http://g-ecx.images-amazon.com/images/G/01/ciu/4c/08/1cddc060ada0b47c042be110.L.jpg" style="float: left; height: 481.928px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 1em; width: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My brother knows good books. Usually. Whenever he hands me a book and says "You'll like it" he' s usually right. When he handed me &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline; "&gt;You Suck&lt;/span&gt; he also gave me a word of caution. His exact words were "Read this like its a movie." I should have followed his advice the first time I read the book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; "&gt;The first time through &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline; "&gt;You Suck&lt;/span&gt; was annoying. It was like reading the script for Reaper and Twilight and having no clue whats going on. It was an okay read the first time around, vampires running from vampire hunters with a super annoying girl Friday. Then I re-read the book with my brothers instructions. What a difference!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline; "&gt;You Suck&lt;/span&gt; is an enjoyable book. Its funny without being too slapstick. The characters remind you of all the people you went to college with. C. Thomas Flood, the male lead, reminds you of a favorite, well-meaning but not too bright cousin who comes to visit. Abby Normal is Tommy's very willing minion with more mouth than common sense. In fact, Abby is my favorite character in the book. Tommy is okay but he is so pathetic and needy its almost sad. There's also Jody Stroud, Tommy's vampire girlfriend who changed him over to the fanged side, a blue (literally) prostitute, a really fat cat and his drunk homeless owner and The Animals. The Animals are the guys who were at the frat house who drank too much and took 12 years to graduate, but had a good time on the way to the podium.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; "&gt;The book cover summary reads:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote style="padding-top: 10px; padding-right: 10px; padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 10px; border-top-width: 1px; border-right-width: 1px; border-bottom-width: 1px; border-left-width: 1px; border-top-color: rgb(221, 221, 221); border-right-color: rgb(221, 221, 221); border-bottom-color: rgb(221, 221, 221); border-left-color: rgb(221, 221, 221); border-top-style: dashed; border-right-style: dashed; border-bottom-style: dashed; border-left-style: dashed; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;You bitch, you killed me. You suck!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being dead sucks. Make that being undead sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Literally. Just ask Thomas C. Flood. Waking up after a fantastic night unlike anything he's ever experienced, he discovers that his girlfriend, Jody—the woman of his dreams—is a vampire. And surprise! Now he's one, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For some couples, the whole biting-and-blood thing would have been a deal breaker. But Tommy and Jody are in love, and they vow to work through their issues. Like how much Jody should teach Tommy about his new superpowers (and how much he needs to learn on his own). Plus there's Tommy's cute new minion, sixteen-year-old goth girl Abby Normal. (Well, someone has to run errands during daylight hours!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Making the relationship work, however, is the least of Jody and Tommy's problems. Word has it that the vampire who nibbled on Jody wasn't supposed to be recruiting any new members into the club. Even worse, Tommy's erstwhile turkey-bowling pals are out to get him, at the urging of a blue-dyed Las Vegas call girl named (duh) Blue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that really sucks.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And like all book covers it gives you just enough info to encourage minor interest but with none of the fun stuff like:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote style="padding-top: 10px; padding-right: 10px; padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 10px; border-top-width: 1px; border-right-width: 1px; border-bottom-width: 1px; border-left-width: 1px; border-top-color: rgb(221, 221, 221); border-right-color: rgb(221, 221, 221); border-bottom-color: rgb(221, 221, 221); border-left-color: rgb(221, 221, 221); border-top-style: dashed; border-right-style: dashed; border-bottom-style: dashed; border-left-style: dashed; "&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;And the cop was all, "Can I see your student ID?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;And I was like, FUCK, because I didn't know which college would be most likely to have a sorority, so I went with my Berkley student ID, because Berkeley is a well known bastion of hippie behavior and higher learning in which a sorority girl would probably have to blow like a hundred football players just to keep her GPA up. And cops like football.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote style="padding-top: 10px; padding-right: 10px; padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 10px; border-top-width: 1px; border-right-width: 1px; border-bottom-width: 1px; border-left-width: 1px; border-top-color: rgb(221, 221, 221); border-right-color: rgb(221, 221, 221); border-bottom-color: rgb(221, 221, 221); border-left-color: rgb(221, 221, 221); border-top-style: dashed; border-right-style: dashed; border-bottom-style: dashed; border-left-style: dashed; "&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. What?&lt;br /&gt;That's what I'm talking about. You can't read that paragraph in your head like a normal sentence. You have to imagine 16 year old Goth wannabe Abby standing in front of the cops trying to get back to protecting her master (a one week old vampire) and his lover. How can you not love that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline; "&gt;You Suck&lt;/span&gt; is the continuation of a series of "Love Stories" with vampires doing the proverbial dance of love. This is the first Moore book that I have read, and to be honest, unless my brother puts another one on my dresser I most likely wont read another one. But I did enjoy this book and would recommend it if you need a little cheering up  or a light read at the beach.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/537952265703810298-5676969336319769511?l=ratethereview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ratethereview.blogspot.com/feeds/5676969336319769511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=537952265703810298&amp;postID=5676969336319769511' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/537952265703810298/posts/default/5676969336319769511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/537952265703810298/posts/default/5676969336319769511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ratethereview.blogspot.com/2010/04/you-suck-love-story-by-christopher.html' title='You Suck: A Love Story by Christopher Moore'/><author><name>The Reviewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04364068125838876963</uri><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-537952265703810298.post-7696804055253421433</id><published>2010-03-21T12:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-21T12:59:00.624-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Book Trailer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='L. Frank Baum'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Wizard of Oz'/><title type='text'>The Wizard of Oz by L. Frank Baum</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Wizard of Oz&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; by L. Frank Baum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are so many books that I never read as a kid (and to be honest I never wanted to). But I promised myself this year I would tackle all the books I should have read - that I lied and said I read and watched the movie instead. First on the list: THE WIZARD OF OZ!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-rMmPlFWpNQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-rMmPlFWpNQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/537952265703810298-7696804055253421433?l=ratethereview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ratethereview.blogspot.com/feeds/7696804055253421433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=537952265703810298&amp;postID=7696804055253421433' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/537952265703810298/posts/default/7696804055253421433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/537952265703810298/posts/default/7696804055253421433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ratethereview.blogspot.com/2010/03/wizard-of-oz-by-l-frank-baum.html' title='The Wizard of Oz by L. Frank Baum'/><author><name>The Reviewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04364068125838876963</uri><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-537952265703810298.post-7508014197590388886</id><published>2010-03-14T12:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-14T12:59:22.101-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Book Trailer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='T.C. Boyle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Women'/><title type='text'>The Women by T.C. Boyle</title><content type='html'>The Women by T.C. Boyle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="500" height="281"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always" /&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=8664528&amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;show_title=0&amp;show_byline=0&amp;show_portrait=0&amp;color=ffffff&amp;fullscreen=1" /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=8664528&amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;show_title=0&amp;show_byline=0&amp;show_portrait=0&amp;color=ffffff&amp;fullscreen=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="500" height="281"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/8664528"&gt;The Women&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/jamieson"&gt;jamieson&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com"&gt;Vimeo&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Putting this in my maybe pile.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/537952265703810298-7508014197590388886?l=ratethereview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ratethereview.blogspot.com/feeds/7508014197590388886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=537952265703810298&amp;postID=7508014197590388886' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/537952265703810298/posts/default/7508014197590388886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/537952265703810298/posts/default/7508014197590388886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ratethereview.blogspot.com/2010/03/women-by-tc-boyle.html' title='The Women by T.C. Boyle'/><author><name>The Reviewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04364068125838876963</uri><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-537952265703810298.post-8264548315346659242</id><published>2009-12-14T20:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T20:33:01.094-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Book Trailer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Robert Karpie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Social Security'/><title type='text'>Social Security by Robert Karpie</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Social Security&lt;/span&gt; by Robert Karpie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Havent you ever wondered what would happen if old people led a rebellion?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed height="370" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" width="480" src="http://www.trailerspy.com/nvplayer.swf?config=" key="57c09f26675f9cf5bcba" wmode="transparent" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/537952265703810298-8264548315346659242?l=ratethereview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ratethereview.blogspot.com/feeds/8264548315346659242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=537952265703810298&amp;postID=8264548315346659242' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/537952265703810298/posts/default/8264548315346659242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/537952265703810298/posts/default/8264548315346659242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ratethereview.blogspot.com/2009/12/social-security-by-robert-karpie.html' title='Social Security by Robert Karpie'/><author><name>The Reviewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04364068125838876963</uri><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-537952265703810298.post-6608343306758438360</id><published>2009-12-07T19:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T19:56:00.135-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Book Trailer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Patrick Jones'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Tear Collector'/><title type='text'>The Tear Collector by Patrick Jones</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The Tear Collector&lt;/span&gt; by Patrick Jones&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/H20-CCZt33w&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/H20-CCZt33w&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm almost done with the whole "supernatural going against the herd" thing. But I'll give it one last shot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/537952265703810298-6608343306758438360?l=ratethereview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ratethereview.blogspot.com/feeds/6608343306758438360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=537952265703810298&amp;postID=6608343306758438360' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/537952265703810298/posts/default/6608343306758438360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/537952265703810298/posts/default/6608343306758438360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ratethereview.blogspot.com/2009/12/tear-collector-by-patrick-jones.html' title='The Tear Collector by Patrick Jones'/><author><name>The Reviewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04364068125838876963</uri><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-537952265703810298.post-3545268696536771896</id><published>2009-12-01T19:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T19:07:00.314-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Book Trailer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Legend Of The Golden Monkey'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Renee Hand'/><title type='text'>The Legend Of The Golden Monkey by Renee Hand</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The Legend Of The Golden Monkey&lt;/span&gt; by Renee Hand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/z3MPHGNpkFo&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/z3MPHGNpkFo&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=en_US&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sounds fun!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/537952265703810298-3545268696536771896?l=ratethereview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ratethereview.blogspot.com/feeds/3545268696536771896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=537952265703810298&amp;postID=3545268696536771896' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/537952265703810298/posts/default/3545268696536771896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/537952265703810298/posts/default/3545268696536771896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ratethereview.blogspot.com/2009/12/legend-of-golden-monkey-by-renee-hand.html' title='The Legend Of The Golden Monkey by Renee Hand'/><author><name>The Reviewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04364068125838876963</uri><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-537952265703810298.post-5728055861917741257</id><published>2009-11-30T19:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T19:41:00.445-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rivka Galchen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Atmospheric Disturbances'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fiction'/><title type='text'>Atmospheric Disturbances by Rivka Galchen</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://astore.amazon.com/therevi06-20"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 133px; HEIGHT: 193px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406769694906612066" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e_ay9j5bVjg/Swi0ZCdBeWI/AAAAAAAAAEw/t6xOodIefJE/s400/atmospheric+disturbances.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Atmospheric Disturbances&lt;/span&gt; by Rivka Galchen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;2008 Farrar, Strauss and Giroux &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;Let's be honest. Sometimes the book trailer is much better than the book. A lot better. This is one of those times. Its disappointing. The book trailer, look a good movie trailer,leads you to believe in the book, to believe in the promise of the book. It makes you look forward to sitting in your favorite chair with your cup of tea and devouring page after page. But that isn't what happens. Instead, you force yourself to finish each sentence, promising yourself that you are closer and closer to the end. ATMOSPHERIC DISTURBANCES was a disappointment that completely failed to fall anywhere near where the trailer took the viewer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;To be fair to myself I did not go into this book blind. I had the book trailer, which was beautiful and reputable book reviews. The book jacket reads:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;When Dr. Leo Liebenstein’s wife disappears, she leaves behind a single, confounding clue: a woman who looks, talks, and behaves exactly like her—or almost exactly like her—and even audaciously claims to be her. While everyone else is fooled by this imposter, Leo knows better than to trust his senses in matters of the heart. Certain that the original Rema is alive and in hiding, Leo embarks on a quixotic journey to reclaim his lost love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the help of his psychiatric patient Harvey—who believes himself to be a secret agent who can control the weather—Leo attempts to unravel the mystery of the spousal switch. His investigation leads him to the enigmatic guidance of the meteorologist Dr. Tzvi Gal-Chen, the secret workings of the Royal Academy of Meteorology in their cosmic conflict with the 49 Quantum Fathers, and the unwelcome conviction that somehow he—or maybe his wife, or maybe even Harvey—lies at the center of all these unfathomables. From the streets of New&lt;br /&gt;York to the southernmost reaches of Patagonia, Leo’s erratic quest becomes a test of how far he is willing to take his struggle against the seemingly uncontestable truth he knows in his heart to be false.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Atmospheric Disturbances&lt;/i&gt; is at once a moving love story, a dark comedy, a psychological thriller, and a deeply disturbing portrait of a fracturing mind. With tremendous compassion and dazzling literary sophistication, Rivka Galchen investigates the moment of crisis when you suddenly realize that the reality you insist upon is no longer one you can accept, and the person you love has become merely the&lt;br /&gt;person you live with. This highly inventive debut explores the mysterious nature of human relationships, and how we spend our lives trying to weather the storms of our own making.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Doesn't that sound exciting and new? I thought so. and this book was a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;New York Times&lt;/i&gt; Notable Book of the Year, a &lt;i&gt;Salon.com&lt;/i&gt; Top Ten Book of the Year, a &lt;i&gt;Plain Dealer&lt;/i&gt; (Cleveland) Best Book of the Year and a &lt;i&gt;Slate &lt;/i&gt;Best Book of the Year. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;How? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I don't know. This book is completely unimpressive. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;I cant narrow down one thing I dislike most about ATMOSPHERIC DISTURBANCES. I don't know if it is the characters. The neurotic, almost psychotic husband was not a good choice for a narrator. The wife or simulcrum seems like a caricature of a woman. She behaves in ways that seem comical rather than loving and concerned. There is the dead/ not dead mentor who adds little to the story other than to add to the confusion. AND the Royal Academy of Meteorology. I don't know what to say about them. Were they necessary? Not to me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;The absolute worst part of the book were the meteorological papers that the narrator (Leo) and Harvey (Leo's psych patient) use to get messages from Dr. Gal-Chen. They were weighty, lengthy and added nothing to the furtherment of the story. I understand that they were supposed to demonstrate the mental lengths that Leo was willing to go to to find his wife and demonstrate the deterioration of his mind but they seemed out of place in the action that the novel tried to portray.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;What I really did enjoy about ATMOSPHERIC DISTURBANCES was the love story. Galchen has beautiful language and portrays Leo and Rema's love realistically and with the proper amount of emotion. Leo running from the 'imposter' wife is sad but beautiful at the same time. He loves his wife so much he is willing to travel around the world to find her but has lost so much of the love he had for her that he doesn't realize when she is standing before him. This book captured well what happens when love fades or changes and the lovers do not change with it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;I would not recommend this book to anyone. There was nothing about it i enjoyed. However, based on the reviews that I found plenty of others did so enjoy it at your own peril.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/537952265703810298-5728055861917741257?l=ratethereview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ratethereview.blogspot.com/feeds/5728055861917741257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=537952265703810298&amp;postID=5728055861917741257' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/537952265703810298/posts/default/5728055861917741257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/537952265703810298/posts/default/5728055861917741257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ratethereview.blogspot.com/2009/11/atmospheric-disturbances-by-rivka.html' title='Atmospheric Disturbances by Rivka Galchen'/><author><name>The Reviewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04364068125838876963</uri><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e_ay9j5bVjg/Swi0ZCdBeWI/AAAAAAAAAEw/t6xOodIefJE/s72-c/atmospheric+disturbances.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-537952265703810298.post-984246947807055438</id><published>2009-11-24T20:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T20:46:00.619-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='31 hours'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Book Trailer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Masha Hamilton'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fiction'/><title type='text'>31 Hours by Masha Hamilton</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;31 Hours&lt;/span&gt; by Masha Hamilton&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="340" width="560"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/5bXCZdaV5bg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/5bXCZdaV5bg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/537952265703810298-984246947807055438?l=ratethereview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ratethereview.blogspot.com/feeds/984246947807055438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=537952265703810298&amp;postID=984246947807055438' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/537952265703810298/posts/default/984246947807055438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/537952265703810298/posts/default/984246947807055438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ratethereview.blogspot.com/2009/11/31-hours-by-masha-hamilton.html' title='31 Hours by Masha Hamilton'/><author><name>The Reviewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04364068125838876963</uri><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-537952265703810298.post-3989021873436174686</id><published>2009-11-21T17:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-21T17:36:00.306-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cleopatra&apos;s Daughter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Michelle Moran'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='historical fiction'/><title type='text'>Cleopatra's Daughter by Michelle Moran</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://astore.amazon.com/therevi06-20"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 208px; HEIGHT: 285px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398188686469228354" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e_ay9j5bVjg/Suo4Am-H50I/AAAAAAAAAEo/GZcAyxjNaCM/s400/cleopatras+daughter.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Cleopatra's Daughter&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;by Michelle Moran &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;2009 Crown Publishers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Historical Romances can go one of two ways for me.I had a burnout moment for a while (OD'd on Phillippa Gregory) but I felt that I was ready for a comeback. I was right and CLEOPATRA'S DAUGHTER was a good 'welcome back'. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Almost everyone knows the story of Cleopatra and Marc Antony. One of the greatest love stories of all time, killed herself so that she wouldn't have to live without him, yadda, yadda, yadda. I dont think too many people stop to ask themselves what happened afterward. I never did. I never even knew Cleopatra had children. But she did. And they had their own interesting and complicated lives. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I really enjoyed this book. It was a delightful mixture of history, love story and real life situations without being lecture-hallish (i love when I get to make up my own words) or long winded. The author was able to create scenes that sometimes allowed the reader to forget they weren't reading contemporary literature and really just enjoy the characters. And Moran managed to avoid the part of historical romance that I dread, when the writer gets caught up in authentic language. Sometimes that can be so distracting. But the language in CLEOPATRA'S DAUGHTER was not overly Latin, Greek or anything else. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;By the way, the authors website (&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/michellemoran.com"&gt;michellemoran.com&lt;/a&gt;) is amazing. There is this really great interactive map that shows Rome in the Selene's day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;From the book jacket:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;The marriage of Marc Antony and Cleopatra is one of the greatest love stories of all time, a tale of unbridled passion with earth-shaking political consequences. Feared and hunted by the powers in Rome, the lovers choose to die by their own hands as the triumphant armies of Antony’s vengeful rival, Octavian, sweep into Egypt. Their three orphaned children are taken in chains to Rome, but only two—the ten-year-old twins Selene and Alexander—survive the journey. Delivered to the household of Octavian’s sister, the siblings cling to each other and to the hope that they will return one day to their rightful place on the throne of Egypt. As they come of age, they are buffeted by the personal ambitions of Octavian’s family and court, by the ever-present threat of slave rebellion, and by the longings and desires deep within their own hearts. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;The fateful tale of Selene and Alexander is brought brilliantly to life in Cleopatra’s Daughter. Recounted in Selene’s youthful and engaging voice, it introduces a compelling cast of historical characters:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Octavia&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;em&gt;: the emperor Octavian’s kind and compassionate sister, abandoned by Marc Antony for Cleopatra&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Livia&lt;/b&gt;: Octavian’s bitter and jealous wife&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Marcellus&lt;/b&gt;: Octavian’s handsome, flirtatious nephew and heir-apparent&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tiberius&lt;/b&gt;: Livia’s sardonic son and Marcellus’s great rival for power&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Juba&lt;/b&gt;: Octavian’s ever-watchful aide, whose honored position at court has far-reaching effects on the lives of the young Egyptian royals&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Selene’s narrative is animated by the concerns of a young girl in any time and place —the possibility of finding love, the pull of friendship and family, and the pursuit of her unique interests and talents. While coping with the loss of both her family and her ancestral kingdom, Selene must find a path around the dangers of a foreign land. Her accounts of life in Rome are filled with historical details that vividly capture both the glories and horrors of the time. She dines with the empire’s most illustrious poets and politicians, witnesses the creation of the Pantheon, and navigates the colorful, crowded marketplaces of the city where Roman-style justice is meted out with merciless authority. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Based on meticulous research, Cleopatra’s Daughter is a fascinating portrait of Imperial Rome and of the people and events of this glorious and tumultuous period in human history. Emerging from the shadows of history, Selene, a young woman of irresistible charm and preternatural intelligence, will capture your heart.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/537952265703810298-3989021873436174686?l=ratethereview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ratethereview.blogspot.com/feeds/3989021873436174686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=537952265703810298&amp;postID=3989021873436174686' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/537952265703810298/posts/default/3989021873436174686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/537952265703810298/posts/default/3989021873436174686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ratethereview.blogspot.com/2009/11/cleopatras-daughter-by-michelle-moran.html' title='Cleopatra&apos;s Daughter by Michelle Moran'/><author><name>The Reviewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04364068125838876963</uri><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e_ay9j5bVjg/Suo4Am-H50I/AAAAAAAAAEo/GZcAyxjNaCM/s72-c/cleopatras+daughter.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-537952265703810298.post-1397434315538154572</id><published>2009-11-17T20:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T20:40:00.202-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Young Adult Fiction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Book Trailer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Oh. My. Gods. : Goddess Bootcamp by Tera Lynn Childs'/><title type='text'>Oh. My. Gods. : Goddess Bootcamp Tera Lynn Childs</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Oh. My. Gods. : Goddess Bootcamp&lt;/span&gt; by Tera Lynn Childs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately, there seem to be an abundancy of young adult books with mythology themes. Maybe, I am just paying more attntion. But I'm not complaining. 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Gods. : Goddess Bootcamp Tera Lynn Childs'/><author><name>The Reviewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04364068125838876963</uri><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-537952265703810298.post-3947760801222040976</id><published>2009-11-12T20:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T20:17:00.277-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Book Trailer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kadir Nelson'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='We are the ship : the story of Negro League baseball'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='History'/><title type='text'>We are the ship : the story of Negro League baseball by  Kadir Nelson</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;We are the Ship : the Story of Negro League Baseball&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;by Kadir Nelson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got this trailer from a teaching website. (Can you tell?) An important and little discussed period in American history.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/KzcqyzKga7M&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/KzcqyzKga7M&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/537952265703810298-3947760801222040976?l=ratethereview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ratethereview.blogspot.com/feeds/3947760801222040976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=537952265703810298&amp;postID=3947760801222040976' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/537952265703810298/posts/default/3947760801222040976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/537952265703810298/posts/default/3947760801222040976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ratethereview.blogspot.com/2009/11/we-are-ship-story-of-negro-league.html' title='We are the ship : the story of Negro League baseball by  Kadir Nelson'/><author><name>The Reviewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04364068125838876963</uri><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-537952265703810298.post-2781681331578485934</id><published>2009-11-11T17:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T17:16:00.162-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Graphic Novel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emily the Strange'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rob Reger'/><title type='text'>Emily the Strange: Seeing is Believing by Rob Reger</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Emily the Strange: Seeing is Believing&lt;/span&gt; by Rob Reger &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://astore.amazon.com/therevi06-20"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 110px; HEIGHT: 129px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398181886535750514" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e_ay9j5bVjg/Suox0zPpU3I/AAAAAAAAAEg/NtTARmN24vU/s400/emily+the+strange.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;2006 Cosmic Debris&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;That's my review. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I didn't get EMILY THE STRANGE. I did some research. I still don't get it. There's a girl named Emily who sees the world in a very unique way. That's it. It's a graphic novel. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;From the book trailer for EMILY THE STRANGE: THE LOST DAYS I expected something more. What exactly? I don't know. The book wasn't bad. It wasn't good. It didn't teach me anything or make me laugh. The illustrations were amazing. That's it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/537952265703810298-2781681331578485934?l=ratethereview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ratethereview.blogspot.com/feeds/2781681331578485934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=537952265703810298&amp;postID=2781681331578485934' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/537952265703810298/posts/default/2781681331578485934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/537952265703810298/posts/default/2781681331578485934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ratethereview.blogspot.com/2009/11/emily-strange-seeing-is-believing-by.html' title='Emily the Strange: Seeing is Believing by Rob Reger'/><author><name>The Reviewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04364068125838876963</uri><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e_ay9j5bVjg/Suox0zPpU3I/AAAAAAAAAEg/NtTARmN24vU/s72-c/emily+the+strange.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-537952265703810298.post-4569926139995362578</id><published>2009-11-04T13:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T13:07:00.515-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sense and Sensibility and Sea Monsters by Jane Austin and Ben H. Winters</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://astore.amazon.com/therevi06-20"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393292021759393426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 180px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e_ay9j5bVjg/StjShNbqvpI/AAAAAAAAAEY/LgmBkedB-jk/s400/sense.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Sense and Sensibility and Sea Monsters&lt;/span&gt; by Jane Austen and Ben H. Winters&lt;br /&gt;2009 Quirk Productions Inc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently I missed a new genre in the last couple of years when I didn't read anything new. There's a new book in town in case you missed it: pairing a classic book with zombies and other monsters. Some titles I missed Mr. Darcy, Vampyre, Vampire Darcy's Desire, The War of the Worlds Plus Blood, Guts and Zombies, Adventures of Huckleberry Finn and Zombie Jim, etc. I could go on and on but I wont. The point is; I am mad I missed these books. Based on SENSE AND SENSIBILITY AND SEA MONSTERS I would have enjoyed this entire genre and unfortunately, now I just don't have the time to fit them all in . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;On August 31st I put the book trailer for SENSE AND SENSIBILITY AND SEA MONSTERS on this site. In regards to the other book trailers and book reviews that I have posted this is by far the most entertaining trailer that accurately captures the book. This book is Sense and Sensibility as read ad nauseum in high school and college lit classes but it is also the story of the Dashwood sisters and their love lives amid man-eating sea creatures. It takes a book that haunted me throughout college's and made the Dashwoods pleasurable again. I didn't think this could be done. All the original SENSE AND SENSIBILITY characters are there; Margaret, Elinor, Col. Brandon, Marianne, Edward Ferrars, etc. etc. However, there is a twist (and a pretty good one). Man is at war with all sea creatures. This is not FINDING NEMO. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Due to man's war with the sea creatures there is a sea witch that figures prominently in the story, poor Colonel Brandon suffers from an affliction that makes him even more undesirable than his age, and there are a great number of murderous octopus. (I LOVE WHEN THINGS GET DEAD! )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The problem with a lot of these Darcy revisited books is that the language is all wrong or the characters are too modern for their time. Mr. Winters does not seem to suffer from that problem. The Misses Dashwood are properly 19th century marraige market brides but with the edge that one would expect from those fighting for each day. Margaret is made much more interesting with her own storyline, which makes her seem like something more than a pre-teen brat. Marianne is still hopelessly romantic and foolish but it seems much more realistic when paired with the threat of immediate death via angry whale of cross-eyed puffer fish. The following is a sample of the properly Victorian language with a modern twist. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Elinor's office was a painful one. She was going to remove what she believed to be her sisters chief consolation, to give such particulars of Edward as she feared would ruin him forever in her good opinion, and to make Marianne, by a seeming resemblance in their situations, which to her fancy would seem strong, feel all her disappointment over again. But unwelcome as such a task must be, like the scraping of barnacles off a long-neglected hull, it was necessary to be done. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;What beautiful and authentic language.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I wholeheartedly endorse this book. I wish I had more time to devote to reading more in this emerging genre and will try to cover more titles as they come across my desk. If any of you read any good new monster literature please send me the title so I can pick it up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Other Reviews:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Entertainment Weekly - Lisa Schwarzbaum&lt;br /&gt;Lisa Schwarzbaum is a film critic for EW&lt;br /&gt;Had Jane Austen observed waterborne horrors like giant octopi and monstrous jellyfish — not to mention the Devonshire Fang-Beast — there's no doubt she would have written prettily about them. As it is, the land-based 19th-century lady stuck to what she knew when writing Sense and Sensibility, leaving Brooklyn-based 21st-century wordsmith Ben H. Winters to provide the fish-tailed portion of Sense and Sensibility and Sea Monsters.&lt;br /&gt;And here we have a whale of a problem. It may be a truth universally acknowledged that a publisher in possession of a hit with the hipster mash-up Pride and Prejudice and Zombies must be in want of a follow-up, pronto. But that doesn't mean the great Jane's novels can be grafted to any high-low premise, or her wry elegance improved by naughty-rude adjustments. Can it be that in the rush to turn a charming book novelty into a renewable resource, the whole Austen-and-monsters series has already jumped the shark? The second project strays much further from the original text than the first did. It's made goofier by the intrusion of a Jules Verne-inspired plot detour during which the Dashwood sisters descend to Sub-Marine Station Beta on the ocean floor. For no real payoff, courteous Colonel Brandon is now a gentleman with squishy tentacles dangling from his face. And suave Willoughby is now accompanied by a defecating pet orangutan.&lt;br /&gt;There are plenty of menaces — androids, bugs, people who text while driving — still available for book packagers to mingle with other Austen masterpieces, but I'll second Mr. Bennet in Pride and Prejudice when he says, ''You have delighted us long enough.''&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/537952265703810298-4569926139995362578?l=ratethereview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ratethereview.blogspot.com/feeds/4569926139995362578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=537952265703810298&amp;postID=4569926139995362578' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/537952265703810298/posts/default/4569926139995362578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/537952265703810298/posts/default/4569926139995362578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ratethereview.blogspot.com/2009/11/sense-and-sensibility-and-sea-monsters.html' title='Sense and Sensibility and Sea Monsters by Jane Austin and Ben H. Winters'/><author><name>The Reviewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04364068125838876963</uri><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e_ay9j5bVjg/StjShNbqvpI/AAAAAAAAAEY/LgmBkedB-jk/s72-c/sense.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-537952265703810298.post-1439669138374247838</id><published>2009-10-27T12:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T12:34:00.313-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Geraldine Brooks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Year of Wonders'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fiction'/><title type='text'>Year of Wonders: A Novel of the Plague Year by Geraldine Brooks</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://astore.amazon.com/therevi06-20"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393286381664472642" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 261px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e_ay9j5bVjg/StjNY6cQDkI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/E3VvGH2uC8I/s400/year_wonders.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Year of Wonders: A Novel of the Plague&lt;/span&gt; by Geraldine Brooks&lt;br /&gt;2001 Penguin Books&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I have been watching a lot of reality TV lately; some good, a lot bad. I have found myself drawn to the tales of everyday heroism. Mothers who, in times of crisis, find themselves able to lift trucks off their trapped child or people who perform at-home surgery on family members when the doctor is unavailable. I have found myself wondering could I be such a hero? Its nice to think that if my child was trapped in a burning building I would find the power to kick down the door and rescue him. But would I do the same for my next door neighbor, who is like a second mother to me? What about the neighbor down the street that I am on waving status with?&lt;br /&gt;The YEAR OF WONDERS is the story of a true heroine, who put aside her personal reticence to comfort her neighbors during an outbreak of the plague. Based on a true account of a town that secluded itself from its neighbors when the plague arrives YEAR OF WONDERS details the activities of said town over the course of a year as it deals with the consequences of its voluntary seclusion and the plague.There is more death than I expected, some graphic, most not. There is a surprising amount of romance and 20th century ideals.&lt;br /&gt;I enjoyed this book immensely. In fact, I put it on the "Do NOT Lend" shelf of my personal library. The main character/ narrator Anna Frith is a refreshing heroine. She is not too brash or too subservient. She adapts, as we all do, to the circumstances she is in. Anna develops throughout the story and in the end, is quite a different creature than at the beginning of the book. I appreciated how all of the characters are flawed but within reason. Too many times over the course of the past year I have read bad characters how are bad for no reason or syrupy sweet characters who continue to be naive and trusting though the world shows them different. The characters in YEAR OF WONDERS are real people. Their emotions and reactions change with the situation and the environments and within reason. There was plenty of room in this novel for the author to let the characters become caricatures of real people but she manages to stay within the boundary of real life.&lt;br /&gt;I recommend this book wholeheartedly. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Summary:&lt;br /&gt;This gripping historical novel is based on the true story of Eyam, the "Plague Village," tucked in the rugged mountain spine of England. In 1666, when an infected bolt of cloth carries plague from London to the isolated settlement of shepherds and lead miners, a housemaid named Anna Frith emerges as an unlikely heroine and healer. Through Anna’s eyes the reader follows the story of the plague year, as her fellow villagers make an extraordinary choice: convinced by a visionary young minister they elect to quarantine themselves within the village boundaries to arrest the spread of the disease. As the death toll rises and people turn from prayers and herbal cures to sorcery and murderous witch-hunting, Anna must confront the deaths of family, the disintegration of her community, and the lure of illicit love. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Other Reviews:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;From Publishers Weekly&lt;br /&gt;Discriminating readers who view the term historical novel with disdain will find that this debut by praised journalist Brooks (Foreign Correspondence) is to conventional work in the genre as a diamond is to a rhinestone. With an intensely observant eye, a rigorous regard for period detail, and assured, elegant prose, Brooks re-creates a year in the life of a remote British village decimated by the bubonic plague. Inspired by the actual town commemorated as Plague Village because of the events that transpired there in 1665-1666, Brooks tells her harrowing story from the perspective of 18-year-old Anna Frith, a widow with two young sons. Anna works as a maid for vicar Michael Mompellion and his gentle, selfless wife, Elinor, who has taught her to read. When bubonic plague arrives in the community, the vicar announces it as a scourge sent by God; obeying his command, the villagers voluntarily seal themselves off from the rest of the world. The vicar behaves nobly as he succors his dwindling flock, and his wife, aided by Anna, uses herbs to alleviate their pain. As deaths mount, however, grief and superstition evoke mob violence against "witches," and cults of self-flagellation and devil worship. With the facility of a prose artist, Brooks unflinchingly describes barbaric 17th-century customs and depicts the fabric of life in a poor rural area. If Anna's existential questions about the role of religion and ethical behavior in a world governed by nature seem a bit too sophisticated for her time, Brooks keeps readers glued through starkly dramatic episodes and a haunting story of flawed, despairing human beings. This poignant and powerful account carries the pulsing beat of a sensitive imagination and the challenge of moral complexity. (Aug. 6)Forecast: Brooks should be a natural on talk shows as she tells of discovering the town of Eyam, in Derbyshire, in 1990, and her research to unearth its remarkable history. With astute marketing, Viking will have a winner here. BOMC, Literary Guild and QPB featured alternates; 8-city author tour; rights sold in England, France, Germany, Israel, the Netherlands, Norway, Spain and Sweden.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/537952265703810298-1439669138374247838?l=ratethereview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ratethereview.blogspot.com/feeds/1439669138374247838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=537952265703810298&amp;postID=1439669138374247838' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/537952265703810298/posts/default/1439669138374247838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/537952265703810298/posts/default/1439669138374247838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ratethereview.blogspot.com/2009/10/year-of-wonders-novel-of-plague-year-by.html' title='Year of Wonders: A Novel of the Plague Year by Geraldine Brooks'/><author><name>The Reviewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04364068125838876963</uri><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e_ay9j5bVjg/StjNY6cQDkI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/E3VvGH2uC8I/s72-c/year_wonders.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-537952265703810298.post-8272377785026819908</id><published>2009-10-24T20:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T20:02:00.339-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tempt Me At Twilight'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Book Trailer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lisa Kleypas'/><title type='text'>Tempt Me At Twilight by  Lisa Kleypas</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Tempt Me At Twilight&lt;/span&gt; by Lisa Kleypas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This looks fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;embed pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" src="http://www.trailerspy.com/nvplayer.swf?config=" width="480" height="370" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" key="17477e457f6a468a2d6d" wmode="transparent" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/537952265703810298-8272377785026819908?l=ratethereview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ratethereview.blogspot.com/feeds/8272377785026819908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=537952265703810298&amp;postID=8272377785026819908' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/537952265703810298/posts/default/8272377785026819908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/537952265703810298/posts/default/8272377785026819908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ratethereview.blogspot.com/2009/10/tempt-me-at-twilight-by-lisa-kleypas.html' title='Tempt Me At Twilight by  Lisa Kleypas'/><author><name>The Reviewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04364068125838876963</uri><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-537952265703810298.post-3929522167299919568</id><published>2009-10-20T21:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T21:28:00.530-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sarah Stockbridge'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Grace Hammar'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fiction'/><title type='text'>Grace Hammer by Sara Stockbridge</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Grace Hammer&lt;/span&gt; by Sara Stockbridge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;2009 W.W. Norton &amp;amp; Company&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e_ay9j5bVjg/SsgrxMDoxLI/AAAAAAAAAEA/ViwqmoR7PFk/s1600-h/grace+hammer.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388605078198863026" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 198px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 294px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e_ay9j5bVjg/SsgrxMDoxLI/AAAAAAAAAEA/ViwqmoR7PFk/s400/grace+hammer.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Usually I know in the first thirty pages if a book is worth reading. I always finish a book that I have started even if it physically pains me. That said, GRACE HAMMER and I got off to a rough start. The prose is more lyrical than readable, the story goes in circles and throws in background information at the most distracting times. However, the characters are interesting, the pace is fast and the final resolutions are not easy to figure out. In the end I liked this book when I dreaded having to finish what I had started. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;GRACE HAMMER is the story of Grace Hammer, her four children and their lives in the underbelly of London. Grace is a professional thief and is training her three sons to be thieves as well. However, the victim of a theft she committed long before she had a family has shown up in her part of London bent on revenge.&lt;br /&gt;One of the things that grew on me as the book progressed is the authors style. She has a way of talking in circles and describing things so that they are not easily recognizable. Her writing is riddle-like and in the first chapters, discouraging. I had to read the first three chapters twice to make sure that I was keeping the characters and the burgeoning plot straight. There were far too many minor characters that popped in and out of the story at will. This book would have been better served by keeping the minor characters low (just a suggestion).&lt;br /&gt;The best thing about the book is how true the characters stayed to themselves. There was no bogus change of heart moment where all the prostitutes found nice housemaid jobs or Grace gave up hers. The bad guys were the bad guys, most of the rest of the characters were just trying to live their lives. Also, I really appreciated that this is not a 'feel good' book. The situations are what they were. Life is bleak and hardscrabble, with people self-medicating just to make it to the next day. There are prostitutes, drug addicts, loan sharks and murderers but there are also good-hearted people, caring foster parents and kind neighbors.&lt;br /&gt;I would recommend this book with reservations. It is not the type of book to read if you want your characters to live fairytale lives, that just isn't going to happen. Also, this book does have a slow start so there will be moments of perseverance. Otherwise, GRACE HAMMER was an enjoyable read.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/537952265703810298-3929522167299919568?l=ratethereview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ratethereview.blogspot.com/feeds/3929522167299919568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=537952265703810298&amp;postID=3929522167299919568' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/537952265703810298/posts/default/3929522167299919568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/537952265703810298/posts/default/3929522167299919568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ratethereview.blogspot.com/2009/10/grace-hammer-by-sara-stockbridge.html' title='Grace Hammer by Sara Stockbridge'/><author><name>The Reviewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04364068125838876963</uri><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e_ay9j5bVjg/SsgrxMDoxLI/AAAAAAAAAEA/ViwqmoR7PFk/s72-c/grace+hammer.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-537952265703810298.post-265639326559016461</id><published>2009-10-18T19:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T19:49:00.286-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tom Dolby'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Book Trailer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Secret Society'/><title type='text'>Secret Society by Tom Dolby</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Secret Society&lt;/span&gt; by Tom Dolby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" src="http://www.trailerspy.com/nvplayer.swf?config=" width="480" height="370" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" key="4dbab7e4d18de41d02d3" wmode="transparent" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least this one has vocals.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/537952265703810298-265639326559016461?l=ratethereview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ratethereview.blogspot.com/feeds/265639326559016461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=537952265703810298&amp;postID=265639326559016461' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/537952265703810298/posts/default/265639326559016461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/537952265703810298/posts/default/265639326559016461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ratethereview.blogspot.com/2009/10/secret-society-by-tom-dolby.html' title='Secret Society by Tom Dolby'/><author><name>The Reviewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04364068125838876963</uri><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-537952265703810298.post-8393381496483186271</id><published>2009-10-15T21:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T21:29:00.352-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rude Awakenings of a Jane Austin Addict'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fiction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Laurie Viera Rigler'/><title type='text'>Rude Awakenings of a Jane Austin Addict by Laurie Viera Rigler</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Rude Awakenings of a Jane Austin Addict&lt;/span&gt; by Laurie Viera Rigler &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I found this trailer after I read the book and in its own way this trailer was the perfect finishing touch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/fP-Q3rveIA4&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/fP-Q3rveIA4&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=en&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;You may have guessed by now that I am completely over the rework Jane Austen books that are flooding the stacks lately. I do not want to read anymore about some crazy modern girl who wants to live the easy life of a 19th century manor woman only to find out it is as intriguing as the modern world. As of this date I have read, short listed for your convenience, Mr. Darcy Takes a Wife: Pride and Prejudice Continues,  An Assembly Such as This: A Novel of Fitzwilliam Darcy, Gentleman (Fitzwilliam Darcy Gentleman) , Mr. Darcy's Daughters : A Novel , North by Northanger, Pemberly Manor, etc., etc. I am sick and tired of these Regency themes where the men are silent but passionate and the women half crazed. So, to be honest I began reading RUDE AWAKENINGS OF A JANE AUSTEN ADDICT with a great deal of prejudice. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I feel bad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;RUDE AWAKENINGS  was a pleasure to read once I got pas the first 40 pages, and ignored the scenes with the fortune teller. The plot goes something like this; Jane Austen wakes up in modern day L.A. with no recollection of the person she is now, no memory of her job, apartment, ex-fiance or current beau. She has to learn to forgive the men in her life and create the meaningful life she always wanted in Regency England. Did you get it? Forty pages of that nonsense in the beginning was 39 pages too much but after Jane gets her bearings and stops marveling over modern technology she is fun to be around. Modern Jane puts up with no BS. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I will be honest. There were several times that I skipped a few pages in the book. The ramblings of the fortune teller were annoying and unnecessary and too philosophical. The ex-boyfriend was disturbing. Other than that I enjoyed RUDE AWAKENINGS. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Jane is the perfect embodiment of a woman of her time but none of the skills she learned in her time serve her in the modern world. She is appalled by all the things that we modern women take for granted; blind dates, public displays of affections, bare arms and legs. But the fundamental things that all women want (a family and career) do not change no matter the era. Jane wants a man that is faithful and loves only her, as well as money of her own. Sounds familiar. The delightful part of the book is watching Jane shed her Regency beliefs and embrace the modern ones that suit her more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/537952265703810298-8393381496483186271?l=ratethereview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ratethereview.blogspot.com/feeds/8393381496483186271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=537952265703810298&amp;postID=8393381496483186271' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/537952265703810298/posts/default/8393381496483186271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/537952265703810298/posts/default/8393381496483186271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ratethereview.blogspot.com/2009/10/rude-awakenings-of-jane-austin-addict.html' title='Rude Awakenings of a Jane Austin Addict by Laurie Viera Rigler'/><author><name>The Reviewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04364068125838876963</uri><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-537952265703810298.post-3236928495428905201</id><published>2009-10-13T20:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T20:12:58.864-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vampires'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Book Trailer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Guillermo del Toro'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chuck Hogan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Strain'/><title type='text'>The Strain by Guillermo Del Toro and Chuck Hogan</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;The Strain&lt;/span&gt; by Guillermo Del Toro and Chuck Hogan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Another vampire series...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="340" width="560"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/rTwJUbAZL0c&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/rTwJUbAZL0c&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/537952265703810298-3236928495428905201?l=ratethereview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ratethereview.blogspot.com/feeds/3236928495428905201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=537952265703810298&amp;postID=3236928495428905201' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/537952265703810298/posts/default/3236928495428905201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/537952265703810298/posts/default/3236928495428905201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ratethereview.blogspot.com/2009/10/strain-by-guillermo-del-toro-and-chuck.html' title='The Strain by Guillermo Del Toro and Chuck Hogan'/><author><name>The Reviewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04364068125838876963</uri><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-537952265703810298.post-3426989488026764334</id><published>2009-10-11T19:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-11T19:20:00.420-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Book Trailer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kathy Herman'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Last Word'/><title type='text'>The Last Word by Kathy Herman</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;The Last Word&lt;/span&gt; by Kathy Herman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Tsb4HzIm64I&amp;amp;ap=%2526fmt%3D18&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;showsearch=0"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Tsb4HzIm64I&amp;ap=%2526fmt%3D18&amp;rel=0&amp;showsearch=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;As far as trailers go this one could be better. The music is great but there is no conversation.  To be honest the trailer for Sense and Sensibility and Sea Monsters was fantastic and maybe my tastes have evolved. This trailer gets the basic information across but it doesnt excite. Hopefully, the book will be better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/537952265703810298-3426989488026764334?l=ratethereview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ratethereview.blogspot.com/feeds/3426989488026764334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=537952265703810298&amp;postID=3426989488026764334' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/537952265703810298/posts/default/3426989488026764334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/537952265703810298/posts/default/3426989488026764334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ratethereview.blogspot.com/2009/10/last-word-by-kathy-herman.html' title='The Last Word by Kathy Herman'/><author><name>The Reviewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04364068125838876963</uri><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-537952265703810298.post-3831032710147872361</id><published>2009-10-07T09:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T09:44:00.865-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Young Adult Fiction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gods of Manhattan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scott Mebus'/><title type='text'>Gods of Manhattan by Scott Mebus</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://astore.amazon.com/therevi06-20"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384705944196960546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 140px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e_ay9j5bVjg/SrpRht_LUSI/AAAAAAAAADY/thRK13r2nwQ/s400/gods+of+manhattan.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Gods of Manhattan&lt;/span&gt; by Scott Mebus &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;2008 Penguin Young Readers Group&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Brief Synopsis:&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Rory Hennessey and his sister Bridget discover that Rory is the last Light in New York City. That is, Rory is the last person able to help save Mannahatta, the spirit city that co-exists with Manhattan, from civil war. Of course it wont be easy. But Rory has help. A paper mache boy, Indian Sachems, warrior cockroaches and the children of the immortal gods of New York all help Rory in his quest to help right a wrong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;GODS OF MANHATTAN was a quick read. It was an enjoyable read. However, it did have one drawback. This is another serial! I am so sick of serial books. I understand that writers have to make sure that they have money coming in on a regular basis and work continuously to build their fan base. I get it. But I'm over it. That said I am this one for the long haul. I thoroughly enjoyed this book. It was fast and action packed, with enough gross things to engage the 13 year old boy in me. (Talking cockroaches, anyone?) There was a great deal of history without being preachy. There was a lot of history that I didn't know and I love history. I would recommend this book to any reader over the age of 10. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Other Review:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;An inventive fantasy-adventure by a first-time author. Rory, 13, and his sister Bridget, 9, live in present-day New York City unaware of the spirits from Manhattan’s or “Mannahatta’s” past that coexist alongside them. Rory has a gift for seeing this other world but has repressed this ability until the day he notices a cockroach riding a rat, an ancient Indian warrior, a papier-mâché boy, and other oddities. He’s able to see such historical figures as Peter Stuyvesant, Walt Whitman, John Jacob Astor, Alexander Hamilton, and Babe Ruth–all immortal gods in this parallel world–and he learns that it’s up to him to thwart an evil assassin who has been killing the gods, and free the Munsee Indians who are imprisoned in Central Park. He’s joined by other immortal teens, including Nicholas Stuyvesant, Peter’s son, and Lincoln Douglass, Frederick’s son. The use of real historical figures and events lends authenticity to this compulsively readable and fast-paced fantasy. Rory may be the one destined to save Mannahatta, but Bridget, spunky and determined, also does her part. This book will appeal to fans of Rick Riordan’s “Percy Jackson and the Olympians” series.-School Library Journal&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;No sooner does 13-year-old Rory become aware of “Mannahatta,” the world of ghosts, monsters and spirits that twines through the familiar streets of New York City, than he is swept up in a tide of deadly intrigue in this uncommonly entertaining crossover debut. Though someone has found a way to kill the supposedly immortal gods of the title—all figures from New York’s past—that subplot takes a back seat to the machinations of Hex, a magician who enlists Rory in the seemingly worthy effort to break the magical barrier that has imprisoned the spirits of the island’s native Munsees in Central Park. Largely clueless but brave and subject to occasional fits of canniness, Rory gets help along the way from a rousing supporting cast led by his kick-ass little sister Bridget, who has an alternate persona she dubs “Malibu Death Barbie,” and a diminutive but intrepid Battle Roach named Fritz. Along with plenty of action, Mebus stuffs his pages with references to New York’s history, draws most of the threads together in a suspenseful climax and provides a satisfying sense of resolution at the end while leaving plenty of issues for future episodes.-Kirkus Reviews &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/537952265703810298-3831032710147872361?l=ratethereview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ratethereview.blogspot.com/feeds/3831032710147872361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=537952265703810298&amp;postID=3831032710147872361' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/537952265703810298/posts/default/3831032710147872361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/537952265703810298/posts/default/3831032710147872361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ratethereview.blogspot.com/2009/10/gods-of-manhattan-by-scott-mebus.html' title='Gods of Manhattan by Scott Mebus'/><author><name>The Reviewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04364068125838876963</uri><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e_ay9j5bVjg/SrpRht_LUSI/AAAAAAAAADY/thRK13r2nwQ/s72-c/gods+of+manhattan.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-537952265703810298.post-2713740370188402599</id><published>2009-10-05T17:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T17:32:00.409-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cleopatra&apos;s Daughter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Michelle Moran'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Trailer'/><title type='text'>Cleopatra's Daughter by Michelle Moran</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/xxMCQ-0KFcM&amp;amp;ap=%2526fmt%3D18&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;showsearch=0"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/xxMCQ-0KFcM&amp;ap=%2526fmt%3D18&amp;rel=0&amp;showsearch=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/537952265703810298-2713740370188402599?l=ratethereview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ratethereview.blogspot.com/feeds/2713740370188402599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=537952265703810298&amp;postID=2713740370188402599' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/537952265703810298/posts/default/2713740370188402599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/537952265703810298/posts/default/2713740370188402599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ratethereview.blogspot.com/2009/10/cleopatras-daughter-by-michelle-moran.html' title='Cleopatra&apos;s Daughter by Michelle Moran'/><author><name>The Reviewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04364068125838876963</uri><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-537952265703810298.post-8774166381783368437</id><published>2009-10-03T22:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T23:48:39.866-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Busy People's Fast and Frugal Cookbook by Dawn Hall</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Busy-Peoples-Fast-Frugal-Cookbook/dp/1595552901/ref=sr_1_5?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1254634396&amp;amp;sr=1-5"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;The Busy People's Fast and Frugal Cookbook&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; by Dawn Hall&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;2009 Thomas Nelson, Inc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e_ay9j5bVjg/Ssg6uSaulCI/AAAAAAAAAEI/FAj3ncoNmoA/s1600-h/cookbook.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388621521041134626" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 225px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e_ay9j5bVjg/Ssg6uSaulCI/AAAAAAAAAEI/FAj3ncoNmoA/s400/cookbook.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Most of my friends are used to my hectic lifestyle. I have to cram 48 hours of labor into a 16 day. I have two jobs, a foster child, a small business, an active writing career and more activities than I can shake a stick at plus the normal home duties. I barely get enough time to sleep never mind spend quality time with my family. Thus I am a big fan of anything that can give me more time with my kid. Personally I love the 30 minute or less cookbooks. There are always really great recipes that are healthy (trying to get a waistline back) and easy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;This cookbook was not so much a book designed to save working people time in the kitchen but a newlywed cookbook. Most of the edible recipes in this book are common sense recipes among my friends. This book would be a great gift for a newlywed who has never been in the kitchen before but needs to feed her husband, not for a mom trying to find new ways to feed her family in less than an hour. And some of these recipes are downright ridiculous. But there are some gems in this book, recipes that my family loved and devoured and some really helpful features.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I tried a total of 15 recipes from this book, some of them successful, some of them not. Among the unsuccessful was the "Ham and Onion Cheese Rollups". No one would touch them. They tasted okay, nothing special, but the idea of eating ham and cream cheese was not delectable to either of the two vacuums living in my house. The really easy chicken soup fared much better. The "Creamy Chicken and Noodle Soup" took only 30 minutes as promised, used ingredients from my kitchen  (always a plus) and was delicious. Another favorite were the crepes. I had never made crepes before but they are surprisingly easy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;This book was not much help to me. Aside from the nutritional information (check out page 2 to find out how many calories in a bacon, egg and cheese sandwich) the book is a list of recipes that most moms can cook without even thinking about . This book is not for experienced cooks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Here is the best recipe in the book *and it only takes 15 minutes*.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Crepes&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ingredients&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;1/2 cup Heart Smart Bisquick reduced - fat baking mix&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;3/4 cup fat free skim milk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;2 egg whites&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Instructions&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Preheat a 6- or 8- inch nonstick skillet over high heat. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Ina 4-cup measuring cup or mixing bowl, whisk together the baking mix, milk and egg whites. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;When the skillet is hot, spray with nonstick cooking spray. Add the crepe batter to the skillet. Lift and tilt the skillet to spread the batter. Brown on one side. The top of the crepe will be full of bubbles. Lift the crepe from the pan with a fork and place on a plate with paper towel. Watch closely, because it only takes about a minute for the crepes to cook. Place a paper towel between crepes to keep them from sticking together. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Really simple, but when paired with the filling recipes in the book, this is a really decadent and quick dessert. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/537952265703810298-8774166381783368437?l=ratethereview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ratethereview.blogspot.com/feeds/8774166381783368437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=537952265703810298&amp;postID=8774166381783368437' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/537952265703810298/posts/default/8774166381783368437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/537952265703810298/posts/default/8774166381783368437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ratethereview.blogspot.com/2009/10/busy-peoples-fast-and-frugal-cookbook.html' title='The Busy People&apos;s Fast and Frugal Cookbook by Dawn Hall'/><author><name>The Reviewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04364068125838876963</uri><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e_ay9j5bVjg/Ssg6uSaulCI/AAAAAAAAAEI/FAj3ncoNmoA/s72-c/cookbook.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-537952265703810298.post-4903278894687795228</id><published>2009-10-03T08:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T08:07:00.342-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CW Gortner'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Last Queen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='historical fiction'/><title type='text'>The Last Queen by C.W. Gortner</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://astore.amazon.com/therevi06-20"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384701541767049986" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 140px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 216px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e_ay9j5bVjg/SrpNhdqF8wI/AAAAAAAAADQ/aFxx7k9rx04/s400/the+last+queen.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://http//astore.amazon.com/therevi06-20"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"&gt;The Last Queen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; by C.W. Gortner&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;2006 Ballantine Books&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;After reading all the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://http//astore.amazon.com/therevi06-20"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Philippa Gregory&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; books I was burned out on the whole "poor, mistreated queen with a side of crazy" genre. Honestly, every queen or almost queen or thought about being queen in history must have had a misogynistic twist in their DNA. On the whole I wasn't really excited to read THE LAST QUEEN but I had posted its book trailer so I was obligated. Long story short this was a really good book. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;THE LAST QUEEN is a fictionalized biography about Juana of Castile, the last Spanish queen of Spain. She is a true individual, and for a brief time, romantic that knows what she wants and plays the right political games to obtain them. However, she has a tendency to be too trusting and allows herself to be tricked by the one person she thought she could trust; her father. To summarize: Juana marries a man , Philip of Flanders, she falls in love with and who has more political aspirations than he is entitled to. Juana becomes heir to the Spanish throne due to a series of tragedies and finds herself and her children embroiled in her husbands schemes. Now disillusioned to her husband's machinations Juana fights to preserve her throne for herself. She keeps her throne briefly and shares it with her father who decides that he wants it for himself. You can imagine the end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I was on vacation when I started this book and surprisingly I finished it in one day. I even skipped dinner with my friend to finis the last 30 pages. This book was captivating and tragic. I knew how it was going to end and I couldn't force myself to look away from Juana's train wreck of a life. Told in the first person the reader quickly feels for Juana, wanting her to find a way to be independent in a world where that is not encouraged. I recommend this book with a caution: This is NOT the book to read if you are depressed or about to be. This book has very few feel good moments. It WILL make you cry. You have been warned.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Other Reviews:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Amazon.com Product Description:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;One of history's most enigmatic women tells the haunting, passionate story of her tumultuous life. Juana of Castile is just thirteen when she witnesses the fall of Moorish Granada and uniting of the fractured kingdoms of Spain under her warrior parents, Isabel and Fernando. Intelligent and beautiful, proud of her heritage, Juana rebels against her fate when she is chosen as a bride for the Hapsburg heir - until she arrives in Flanders and comes face-to-face with the prince known as Philip the Fair, a man who will bring her the greatest of passions, and the darkest despair. One by one, tragedy decimates Juana's family in Spain. Suddenly, she finds herself heiress to Castile - a realm on the verge of chaos, prey to avaracious nobles and scheming lords bent on thwarting her rule. Juana vows to win her throne, until the betrayal of those she loves plunges her into a ruthless battle of wills - a struggle of corruption, perfidy, and heart-shattering deceit that could cost her the crown, her freedom, and her very life. From the somber majesty of Renaissance Spain to the glittering courts of Flanders, France and Tudor England, Juana of Castile reveals her life and secrets in this captivating historical novel of romance, grandeur, power and treachery by the acclaimed author of "The Secret Lion." "An exquisite evocation of a dangerous era, and of a forgotten queen." - Holly Payne, author of THE VIRGIN'S KNOT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/537952265703810298-4903278894687795228?l=ratethereview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ratethereview.blogspot.com/feeds/4903278894687795228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=537952265703810298&amp;postID=4903278894687795228' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/537952265703810298/posts/default/4903278894687795228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/537952265703810298/posts/default/4903278894687795228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ratethereview.blogspot.com/2009/10/last-queen-by-cw-gortner.html' title='The Last Queen by C.W. Gortner'/><author><name>The Reviewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04364068125838876963</uri><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e_ay9j5bVjg/SrpNhdqF8wI/AAAAAAAAADQ/aFxx7k9rx04/s72-c/the+last+queen.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-537952265703810298.post-1305844349351398229</id><published>2009-09-30T19:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T19:19:00.331-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='David Benioff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='City of Thieves'/><title type='text'>City of Thieves by David Benioff</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://astore.amazon.com/therevi06-20"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;City of Thieves&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;by David Benioff&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;2008 Penguin Group&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://astore.amazon.com/therevi06-20"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379659538151546066" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 143px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 202px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e_ay9j5bVjg/Sqhj2OgQnNI/AAAAAAAAAC4/lc3h991kqgs/s400/city+of+thieves.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;War books always make me ask myself what I would do in certain situations. What would I do to make sure I lived to see the next day? Would I become a prostitute if others were starving to death all around me? Would I betray my friends in order to have a few peaceful moments? It is nice to believe that I would always take the high road, that I would always follow my moral compass and do what is right. But I am resolved to not lie anymore and must admit that I will do anything to survive. I would sacrifice all my beliefs to live an extra day. Lev Beniov, the main character in CITY OF THIEVES, must deal with this same issue day after day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;CITY OF THIEVES is the story of two young men trying to survive the Nazi siege of Leningrad. Lev Beniov finds himself thrown into jail with Kolya, an army deserter, and tasked with finding a dozen eggs for a Soviet colonel's daughter's wedding cake. Lev and Kolya live in a city without the most basic food supplies and trying to stave off hunger with "library candy".&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"The boy sold what people called library candy, mad from tearing the covers off&lt;br /&gt;books, peeling off the binding glue, boiling it down, and reforming it into bars&lt;br /&gt;you could wrap in paper.The stuff tasted like wax, but there was protein in the&lt;br /&gt;glue, protein kept you alive, and the city's books were disappearing like the&lt;br /&gt;pigeons."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Lev and Kolya are prisoners and have to do whatever it takes to survive to see the next day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I picked up a copy of CITY OF THIEVES because it is the book discussion choice for the state this year. We are reading it in my library book discussion group, my nephew had to read it for his summer reading assignment and there will be staged readings of some scenes at city parks this fall. Based on the blurb on the back of the book I would not have read this book. I would have put it back on the shelf and kept on moving. And I would have missed a great book. CITY OF THIEVES is one of the best books I have read and one I know I will be returning to time and again.. It is one of those books that sneak up on you, making you cry when you least expect it and finding joy in situations that in any other book would be ridiculous. This book took me the full gamut of emotions and left me emotionally drained but satisfied. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;CITY OF THIEVES is a decidedly adult novel. It is not for young adults or immature adults. There is some heavy material in here that requires a lot of life experiences to fully make sense. When reading this with my nephew, who has just turned 15, I realized that the only parts he and his friends understood were the death scenes. They were not understanding the sacrifice that the characters go through because they, for the most part have not had to sacrifice anything in their lives. They condemned certain characters without understanding the situations involved. For example, there is a scene where Lev and Kolya find themselves in a Nazi run Russian brothel. Lev finds himself attracted to the healthiness of the girls, seduced by the fat elbows of a prostitue, while Kolya is repulsed and without sympathy. It is easy to hate the young girls, to be disgusted by thier new profession. It is harder, however, to put oneself in their shoes, to be a young unprotected female in a world where the people with power are the enemies and you have to follow their orders or die. Who can say which is the bet choice; a noble death or a tarnished life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Other Reviews:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ew.com/ew/article/0,,20200543,00.html"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Entertainment Weekly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; - Screenwriter David Benioff's splendid new novel, City of Thieves, opens as a screenwriter named David, curious about his grandparents' experiences in Russia during World War II, visits the retired couple in Florida and records cassette after cassette of his grandfather's tales. Finally, wearily, the old man ends the conversation. ''A couple of things still don't make sense to me — '' Benioff persists.&lt;br /&gt;''You're a writer,'' answers his grandfather. ''Make it up.''&lt;br /&gt;And so, apparently, he has. Exactly how much of this novel is true, and how much imagined, matters not a whit. The surreal wartime journey of 17-year-old Lev Beniov unfolds like a crazy and vivid dream (and, at times, a nightmare), but it has the rich texture of lived experience.&lt;br /&gt;The story opens in the winter of 1942 during the crushing Nazi siege of Leningrad. ''You have never been so hungry; you have never been so cold'' are Lev's first words to us. A nervous virgin with a gift for chess and a bashful crush on his cello-playing neighbor, Lev watches the corpse of a German parachutist float down from the sky, ''his silk canopy a white tulip bulb above him.'' Lev drinks the dead man's cognac, steals his knife, and is promptly nabbed by the police for looting.&lt;br /&gt;Lev hasn't yet learned how to make his way in the world. But while in jail, he meets the consummate operator: Kolya, a handsome, irrepressible, Zorba-like soldier who was arrested for going AWOL from his regiment. You can tell Benioff is a screenwriter, because Lev and Kolya are a comic odd couple from a long Hollywood tradition. You're ''a bit moody, in the Jewish way, but I like you,'' Kolya announces, and thereafter treats Lev as his soul mate. For Kolya, Lev feels a combination of envy, fascination, and suspicion. The colonel holding them prisoner offers them a deal: He'll set them free if they can track down a dozen eggs for his daughter's wedding cake.&lt;br /&gt;This ragtag pair hits the road, telling each other ribald stories, bantering about literature, and getting on each other's nerves. In ravaged Leningrad, they discover willing young women and charnel-house horrors, but no eggs. They venture out of the city and into the frozen countryside, where they spend the night with a cabin full of courtesans, briefly join a band of partisans, and are captured by the German army. Guns are fired, throats slashed, a love affair launched, and eventually, at a staggering price, eggs acquired. By listening carefully — and making the rest up — Benioff has produced a funny, sad, and thrilling novel. A-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e_ay9j5bVjg/SqhjK77-EkI/AAAAAAAAACo/VViRT0c9yK4/s1600-h/city+of+thieves.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/537952265703810298-1305844349351398229?l=ratethereview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ratethereview.blogspot.com/feeds/1305844349351398229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=537952265703810298&amp;postID=1305844349351398229' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/537952265703810298/posts/default/1305844349351398229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/537952265703810298/posts/default/1305844349351398229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ratethereview.blogspot.com/2009/09/city-of-thieves-by-david-benioff.html' title='City of Thieves by David Benioff'/><author><name>The Reviewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04364068125838876963</uri><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e_ay9j5bVjg/Sqhj2OgQnNI/AAAAAAAAAC4/lc3h991kqgs/s72-c/city+of+thieves.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-537952265703810298.post-7261887802525808221</id><published>2009-09-30T18:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T18:43:00.834-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='David Benioff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Trailer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='City of Thieves'/><title type='text'>City of Thieves Trailer</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;City of Thieves&lt;/span&gt; by David Benioff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found this on YouTube and found it amusing. While I dont think the writer really understood or enjoyed the book it is not a bad review.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/JFi1ZV2FLB0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/JFi1ZV2FLB0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/537952265703810298-7261887802525808221?l=ratethereview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ratethereview.blogspot.com/feeds/7261887802525808221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-537952265703810298.post-202564055018106032</id><published>2009-09-28T17:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T17:33:00.267-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emily the Strange'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Lost Days'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rob R'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Trailer'/><title type='text'>The Lost Days (Emily the Strange Series) by Rob Reger, Jessica Gruner illustrated by Buzz Parker and Rob Reger</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/sgf90BDnMHw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed 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value="http://www.youtube.com/v/TgcZNpmOKuk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/TgcZNpmOKuk&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This is the funniest thing I have seen in a while. One of my students forwarded this to me (didn't know they had email in the third grade) and I had to post it. Hope you enjoy it!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/537952265703810298-443026544460035600?l=ratethereview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ratethereview.blogspot.com/feeds/443026544460035600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=537952265703810298&amp;postID=443026544460035600' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/537952265703810298/posts/default/443026544460035600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/537952265703810298/posts/default/443026544460035600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ratethereview.blogspot.com/2009/09/read-book.html' title='Read a Book -Clean Version'/><author><name>The Reviewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04364068125838876963</uri><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-537952265703810298.post-4948139279856225122</id><published>2009-09-24T20:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T20:12:00.312-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='B isfor Beer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tom Collins'/><title type='text'>B is for Beer by Tom Collins</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;B is for Beer&lt;/span&gt; by &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Tom Robbins&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;2009 HarperCollins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://astore.amazon.com/therevi06-20"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377451027489960018" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 130px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 145px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e_ay9j5bVjg/SqCLN_KZMFI/AAAAAAAAACg/LfYH36BXSp0/s400/b+is+for+beer.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;It is no secret that I love "The History of..." books. So far I have read the histories of salt, penicillin and cotton this year. I found B IS FOR BEER completely by accident. I was wondering arond the library, randomly picking up and putting down books, probably driving some poor librarian crazy and somehow I came home with this book.&lt;br /&gt;B IS FOR BEER is hilarious. The front cover is correct this book can be either a children's book for adults or a grown-up bookl for children. Either group could read it and be amused. As an adult I found this book fun to read.&lt;br /&gt;B IS FOR BEER is the history and semi how-to manual for beermaking as told to 5 year old Gracie by the Beer Fairy.(Apparently, the Beer Fairy only comes to you when you've been drinking. I think she and I dated when I was in college.)Besides telling young Gracie the fundamentals of a great beer the beer fairy also gives great advice. My favorite: But there are times, I think you'll agree, when false courage is better than no courage at all.How true that is. There are days when I run on nothing but false courage. But I digress.&lt;br /&gt;I would not recommend that this book be read by children under the age of 15. There is a lot of innuendo and vague references that only adults would understand and appreciate. However, if one were beginning a research paper on the istory of beer I would start here.&lt;br /&gt;FYI: Did you know that beer really originated in Egypt?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Other Reviews:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;From Publishers WeeklyIn his children's book for grown-ups/grown-up book for children, Robbins (Even Cowgirls Get the Blues) takes readers on a whimsical tour of all things beer, written in the language of a bedtime story. Factoids about everything from how beer is made to the number of gallons of beer sold globally each year (36 billion) are woven into this story about six-year-old Gracie Perkel, who craves time with her beer-guzzling Uncle Moe. When Moe disappoints Gracie, she reaches for a drink and is visited by the Beer Fairy, who flies her through the Seam and offers an education about life and, of course, beer. The drive to inform the reader about malt and hops is sometimes relentless, and the language can be frustratingly dumbed-down (If you're unfamiliar with the word podiatrist, you're not alone. Fortunately for Gracie [and now for you], Uncle Moe was quick to define podiatrist as a doctor who investigates and treats disorders of the feet. A foot specialist). Still, the premise and execution of this unique book lends itself to moments of real humor. (Apr.) Copyright © Reed Business Information, a division of Reed Elsevier Inc. All rights reserved.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/537952265703810298-4948139279856225122?l=ratethereview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ratethereview.blogspot.com/feeds/4948139279856225122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=537952265703810298&amp;postID=4948139279856225122' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/537952265703810298/posts/default/4948139279856225122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/537952265703810298/posts/default/4948139279856225122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ratethereview.blogspot.com/2009/09/b-is-for-beer-by-tom-collins.html' title='B is for Beer by Tom Collins'/><author><name>The Reviewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04364068125838876963</uri><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e_ay9j5bVjg/SqCLN_KZMFI/AAAAAAAAACg/LfYH36BXSp0/s72-c/b+is+for+beer.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-537952265703810298.post-2631932046895710252</id><published>2009-09-21T17:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T17:43:00.203-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CW Gortner'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Last Queen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Trailer'/><title type='text'>The Last Queen by C. 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Gortner'/><author><name>The Reviewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04364068125838876963</uri><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-537952265703810298.post-3471278059258518924</id><published>2009-09-18T20:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T20:28:00.297-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Karen Hesse'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stowaway'/><title type='text'>Stowaway by Karen Hesse</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Stowaway&lt;/span&gt; by Karen Hesse&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;2000 Aladdin Paperbacks&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://astore.amazon.com/therevi06-20"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376345838640296882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 115px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 115px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e_ay9j5bVjg/SpyeDh3N87I/AAAAAAAAACY/Vk65MoyAvxE/s400/stowaway.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;STOWAWAY was an interesting read. Initially I picked this book up because I planned to read all the New York Times Bestsellers I could stand. This book is another reason that the NYTB list annoys me to no end. I cannot figure out what it is about this book that would make thousands of people read it. It was an ok book, nothing special and yet thousands of people spent $6.99 on it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found that STOWAWAY didn't hold my attention. It is the story of Nicholas Young, a stowaway on the H.M.S Endeavor that sails from England to Tahiti, New Zealand and Australia. The plot sounds like it should be interesting; a young boy accompanying an expedition to discover the unknown world. Yet the writer mishandles which should be an easy sell.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STOWAWAY is surprisingly slow. It spends quite a bit of time on needless information and sometimes glosses over the scenes that could be entertaining. The author assumes that the reader has a lot of historical and geographical knowledge. There were times in the book that I could identify the location of the ship because I had just read about it in the National Geographic. It seems that the author does not know who their audience is. Is it adult history buffs or thirteen year old boys? It is never quite clear. Overall, the book was a 3 out of 5 if I had to rank it. It was not terrible but it wasn't great, or even moderately good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Other Reviews:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Amazon.com Review: &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;To 11-year-old Nicholas Young, the tall masts of the exploratory ship Endeavour look like an answer to his fervent prayers. On the run from his demanding father and the cruel butcher who employed him, Nick finds adventure beyond his wildest imaginings when he stows away on the ship of legendary Captain James Cook. Once he is discovered and put to work, Nick becomes party to some amazing sights. He meets indigenous natives of Tahiti, New Zealand, and Australia, wonders at the sight of kangaroos, and shudders with horror when confronted with cannibalism. Nick survives a hurricane, a near shipwreck on the Great Barrier Reef, and a deadly bout with typhoid to become one of the few original crew members to successfully circumnavigate the globe with Cook and arrive safely back in England. He notes in his worn journal shortly before sighting his homeland's shore: "We have truly led the way, charting the path for all who come after. I don't know I shall ever feel so again as I feel now. That any of us shall."&lt;br /&gt;Newbery Medal-winning Karen Hesse's story is based on actual Endeavour stowaway Nicholas Young, about whom little is known. Using the real 1768 diaries of Captain Cook and shipboard naturalist Joseph Banks, Hesse has changed Young from a forgotten footnote into a living, breathing person with red hair and a penchant for pork chops. So authentic you can feel the sea spray, this fine fictionalized diary is a nautical treasure for landlubbers young and old. (Ages 10 and older) --Jennifer Hubert &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;From Publishers Weekly:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sparkling with humor, poignancy and adventure, Newbery Medal-winner Hesse's (Out of the Dust) historical novel, told in diary form, was inspired by a real boy who stowed away aboard Captain James Cook's ship Endeavour on its 1768 voyage. The author bases the story on what little is known about 11-year-old Nicholas Young (he could read and write, for instance, and was made an official crew member in April 1769 when the ship reached Tahiti) and spins an imaginative tale firmly anchored in fact. The brief diary entries adhere to the ship's actual itinerary and detail Nick's adventures (and misadventures), among them his ongoing run-ins with a vindictive midshipman (also documented), the excitement and danger of rounding Cape Horn and the captain's disappointment in the view of Venus's transit across the sun (one of the main reasons for the voyage). Nick grows into young manhood irrevocably shaped by the three-year voyage, teaching an illiterate shipmate to read, befriending a Tahitian boy and witnessing cannibalism as well as a share of tragedy while helping to nurse a crew ravaged by accident and disease. His lively observations (on seasickness: "I can say now that Gentlemen heave the contents of their stomach same as eleven-year-old stowaways") keep the action sailing smoothly forward, while Hesse's impeccable research buttresses the narrative with a wealth of detail. A sprinkling of Parker's pen-and-ink illustrations adds an additional layer of texture, while an author's note and extensive glossary round out this compelling volume. Ages 10-14. (Nov.) Copyright 2000 Reed Business Information, Inc.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/537952265703810298-3471278059258518924?l=ratethereview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ratethereview.blogspot.com/feeds/3471278059258518924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=537952265703810298&amp;postID=3471278059258518924' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/537952265703810298/posts/default/3471278059258518924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/537952265703810298/posts/default/3471278059258518924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ratethereview.blogspot.com/2009/09/stowaway-by-karen-hesse.html' title='Stowaway by Karen Hesse'/><author><name>The Reviewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04364068125838876963</uri><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e_ay9j5bVjg/SpyeDh3N87I/AAAAAAAAACY/Vk65MoyAvxE/s72-c/stowaway.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-537952265703810298.post-4394754372048027921</id><published>2009-09-14T23:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T23:45:00.229-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rivka Galchen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Atmospheric Disturbances'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Trailer'/><title type='text'>Atmospheric Disturbances by Rivka Galchen</title><content type='html'>I curse my book budget every time I find a new trailer. This, also, is on my library wish list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/43eIV2Kp3bs&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/43eIV2Kp3bs&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amazon.com Review: Imagine what it might be like to realize that the person you love is, in fact, not the person you love but a doppelgänger: or, what Leo Liebenstein coolly terms a "simulacrum" of his wife Rema at the outset of Atmospheric Disturbances. David Byrne's infamous cry that "this is not my beautiful wife" seems the most likely response, but Leo's reaction to this sea change takes unpredictable and dazzlingly plotted turns in the story that follows. Leo's journey to recover the "real" Rema is nothing short of byzantine; among its many mysteries is the delightfully inscrutable Dr. Tzvi Gal-Chen, a master meteorologist who in cleverly constructed flashback sequences takes up residence in the daily rhythms of Leo and Rema's marriage and becomes as much a focus of Leo's obsession as his wife's whereabouts. (Think &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Vertigo/dp/B000I9YLXU"&gt;Vertigo&lt;/a&gt; but directed by &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Eternal-Sunshine-Spotless-Mind-Widescreen/dp/B00005JMJG"&gt;Charlie Kaufman&lt;/a&gt;.) Make no mistake: this is dizzying debut fiction, bursting at the spine with beautifully articulated ideas about love, yes, but also--and with maddening resonance--about the private wars love forces us to wage with ourselves. Be sure to keep a pen or pencil handy: it's impossible to resist underlining prose this good. --Anne Bartholomew--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From Publishers: In this enthralling debut, psychiatrist Dr. Leo Liebenstein sets off to find his wife, Rema, who he believes has been replaced by a simulacrum. Also missing is one of Leo's patients, Harvey, who is convinced he receives coded messages (via Page Six in the New York Post) from the Royal Academy of Meteorology to control the weather. At Rema's urging, Leo pretends during his sessions with Harvey to be a Royal Academy agent (she thinks the fib could help break through to Harvey), and once Re- ma and Leo disappear, Leo turns to actual Royal Academy member Tzvi Gal-Chen's meteorological work to guide him in his search for his wife. Leo's quest takes him through Buenos Aires and Patagonia, and as he becomes increasingly delusional and erratic, Galchen adeptly reveals the actual situation to readers, including Rema's anguish and anger at her husband. Leo's devotion to the real Rema is heartbreaking and maddening; he cannot see that the woman he seeks has been with him all along. Don't be surprised if this gives you a Crying of Lot 49 nostalgia hit. (June) Copyright © Reed Business Information, a division of Reed Elsevier Inc. All rights reserved. --This text refers to the &lt;a class="product" href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/0374200114/ref=dp_proddesc_2?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;n=283155"&gt;Hardcover&lt;/a&gt; edition.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/537952265703810298-4394754372048027921?l=ratethereview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ratethereview.blogspot.com/feeds/4394754372048027921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=537952265703810298&amp;postID=4394754372048027921' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/537952265703810298/posts/default/4394754372048027921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/537952265703810298/posts/default/4394754372048027921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ratethereview.blogspot.com/2009/09/atmospheric-disturbances-by-rivka.html' title='Atmospheric Disturbances by Rivka Galchen'/><author><name>The Reviewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04364068125838876963</uri><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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-537952265703810298.post-4755139543896395484</id><published>2009-09-11T20:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T20:01:00.985-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Colin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Museum of Human Beings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sargent'/><title type='text'>Museum of Human Beings by Colin Sargent</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Museum of Human Beings&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;by Colin Sargent &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;2008 McBooks Press&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://astore.amazon.com/therevi06-20"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376332873077496290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 160px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 160px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e_ay9j5bVjg/SpySQ1YKGeI/AAAAAAAAACQ/IFeQO3EqOWM/s400/museum.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Lately I have found myself displeased with the quality of book I am finding in the library or, when funds allow, in the bookstore. There don't seem to be anymore books that touch my heart, that make me feel as if I have found a kindred spirit. There don't seem to be very many books that I would read and reread over and over until I have almost every line memorized.I was wrong. MUSEUM OF HUMAN BEINGS touched me in the same way that Atlas Shrugged or The Handmaid's Tale has. I read this book everywhere. I read it in the doctor's office, at football practice, even in the car while stuck in traffic. I carried this book in my purse for almost two weeks because I liked to read certain passages over and over. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;MUSEUM OF HUMAN BEINGS is the fictionalized biography of Jean-Baptiste Charbonneau, the child of Sacagawea and interpreter Toussaint Charbonneau, and raised in the home of William Clark. The book follows Baptiste as he is raised in the home of Clark, thinking he is no different than the white children but quickly learning that his heritage will always separate him from his "father" and from his native people. He goes to Europe as an example of the New World's native people, returns home to confront the family that rejected him, the family he rejected and to try and make a place for himself. The book ends with his death as an old man who seems to have discovered who he really is. The most moving part of this book is that Baptiste always acknowledges that he does not know himself, even when he thinks that he has learned something new he really is discovering things he already knew.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;This book is really a discussion about the definition of a person. It asks: Who determines who we are? Is one defined by their heritage? By their skin tone? By their cultural upbringing? Baptiste is a renaissance man. He speaks several languages fluently, a few more passably, plays the piano and violin professionally, has traveled the world and yet he is consistently treated as a 'savage' and not as a real human being. It is only when he begins to discard the self-loathing he learned at the hands of his adopted family and those he was raised around that Baptiste is able to become his own person and learn to be comfortable as he is. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;As a person of color I can relate to Baptiste. It is easier sometimes to allow people to define you and to fall into those definitions rather than being whoever it is you want to be. As I have aged I have learned that only I can define myself and limit myself but it is a difficult lesson to learn. More books should be as honest as MUSEUM OF HUMAN BEINGS and explore the prejudices and attitudes that lead to hatred and self-loathing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Other Reviews:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;From Publishers WeeklyPlaywright Sargent's debut novel is a stylish look at the fate of Sacagawea's baby son, Jean Baptiste Charbonneau, the first Native American to tour Europe—as a curiosity and entertainment, of course. Twenty-four-year-old Sacagawea, though married, becomes William Clark's lover while helping guide the Lewis and Clark Expedition; after she dies on the trail, Clark adopts her son, Baptiste. Soon, Clark establishes his home in St. Louis, as well as a garish museum dedicated to his expedition, and sets to educating his new son. Soon, Baptiste is traveling Europe under the protection of Duke Paul, a cruel man who, when he isn't exhibiting the boy to royal courts, repeatedly rapes young Baptiste. Six years later, Baptiste returns to America (astonishingly, still accompanied by Paul), where he confronts Clark over his mother's mysterious death; unsatisfied and restless, Baptiste heads west and finds work as a fur trapper, an Army scout and gold prospector. Increasingly haunted by his mother, Baptiste revisits her in memories and visions that lend themselves nicely to Sargent's lyrical prose. With historical cameos (Beethoven, Kit Carson, Washington Irving) and an impressively rounded portrait of the laid-back, introspective, nomadic Baptiste, this novel will satisfy fans of American history. (Nov.) Copyright © Reed Business Information, a division of Reed Elsevier Inc.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/537952265703810298-4755139543896395484?l=ratethereview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ratethereview.blogspot.com/feeds/4755139543896395484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=537952265703810298&amp;postID=4755139543896395484' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/537952265703810298/posts/default/4755139543896395484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/537952265703810298/posts/default/4755139543896395484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ratethereview.blogspot.com/2009/09/museum-of-human-beings-by-colin-sargent.html' title='Museum of Human Beings by Colin Sargent'/><author><name>The Reviewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04364068125838876963</uri><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e_ay9j5bVjg/SpySQ1YKGeI/AAAAAAAAACQ/IFeQO3EqOWM/s72-c/museum.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-537952265703810298.post-5464928901719531064</id><published>2009-09-07T23:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T23:32:00.273-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gone'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Trailer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Michael Grant'/><title type='text'>Gone by Michael Grant</title><content type='html'>Lord of the Flies: Urban Edition?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/uf8B3FM1L8c&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/uf8B3FM1L8c&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are two reviews that I have read. Unfortunately I can't get my hands on this book yet but as soon as I do I will let you know what I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;From School Library Journal: One minute the teacher was talking about the Civil War. And the next minute he was gone." Just vanished—along with everyone else over the age of 13 in a 20-mile radius around Perdido Beach, CA. The children left behind find themselves battling hunger, fear, and one another in a novel strongly reminiscent of William Golding's Lord of the Flies. Things go from bad to worse when some of the children begin exhibiting strange powers, animals show signs of freakish mutations, and people disappear as soon as they turn 14. Though an excellent premise for a novel, Gone suffers from a couple of problems. First, it is just too long. After opening with a bang, the initial 200 or so pages limp along before the action begins to really pick up. Secondly, based on the themes of violence, death, and implied sexual intimidation, this is clearly written for an older teen audience who may not appreciate the fact that no one in the book is older than 13. In spite of its faults, Gone is a gripping and gritty read with enough creepy gruesomeness to satisfy readers who have a taste for the macabre. Give this one to the readers who aren't quite ready for Stephen King or Dean Koontz.—Jane Henriksen Baird, Anchorage Public Library, AK Copyright © Reed Business Information, a division of Reed Elsevier Inc. All rights reserved. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;From &lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/feature.html/?docId=1000027801"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Booklist&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;: It’s a scenario that every kid has dreamed about: adults suddenly disappear, and kids have free reign. In this case, though, it’s everyone 14 and older who disappears, and the harsh reality of such unreal circumstances isn’t a joyride after all. A girl driving with her grandfather plunges into a horrific car wreck; gas burners left on ignite a home with a young child trapped inside; food and medical supplies dwindle; and malicious youths take over as the remaining children attempt to set up some form of workable society. Even stranger than the disappearance of much of humanity, though, are the bizarre, sometimes terrifying powers that some of the kids are developing, not to mention the rapidly mutating animals or the impenetrable wall 20 miles in diameter that encircles them. This intense, marvelously plotted, paced, and characterized story will immediately garner comparisons to Lord of the Flies, or even the long-playing world shifts of Stephen King, with just a dash of X-Men for good measure. A potent mix of action and thoughtfulness—centered around good and evil, courage and cowardice—renders this a tour-de-force that will leave readers dazed, disturbed, and utterly breathless. Grant’s novel is presumably the first in a series, and while many will want to scream when they find out the end is not the end, they’ll be glad there’s more in store. Grades 6-9. --Ian Chipman &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/537952265703810298-5464928901719531064?l=ratethereview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ratethereview.blogspot.com/feeds/5464928901719531064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=537952265703810298&amp;postID=5464928901719531064' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/537952265703810298/posts/default/5464928901719531064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/537952265703810298/posts/default/5464928901719531064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ratethereview.blogspot.com/2009/09/gone-by-michael-grant.html' title='Gone by Michael Grant'/><author><name>The Reviewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04364068125838876963</uri><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-537952265703810298.post-8593346319996617</id><published>2009-09-04T00:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T00:33:00.190-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://astore.amazon.com/therevi0fd-20"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375288191054925554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e_ay9j5bVjg/SpjcIVkuTvI/AAAAAAAAACA/u1q6vqHAiQ0/s400/here+be+monsters.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Here Be Monsters&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;by Alan Snow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;2005 Aladdin Paperbacks &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;I am so mad that I have not read this book before. HERE BE MONSTERS is one of the best children's books that I have ever read. The illustrations were well done and could have easily told the story without any words. I read this book in less than a day. It is a fast and enjoyable read that is funny without being vulgar.Granted there are a lot of characters and a lot of silly names that feel as if you are in the middle of a "Say this 3 times fast" contest. But once you get a handle on the names, the creature/ characters and the villain then the book goes really fast. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;HERE BE MONSTERS is a thick book, 529 pages, but the book is filled with illustrations so the reading really comes down to at least half of the book. FYI: Teachers would find this a great book to read aloud and act out. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;The story is fairly simple. A boy goes out in search of food for himself and his ailing grandfather, gets himself in trouble while being nosy, has to rely on strangers for help and eventually solve the mystery that exonerates his falsely accused grandfather. Sounds simple so far. This plot sounds like at least 10 different books I could name right now. Now add in a boxtroll, some cabbageheads, the Ratbridge Nautical Laundry, and sheep-like cheese. Doesn't it sound like fun already? HERE BE MONSTERS reminds me of Roald Dahl and the way that he made language adventuresome and humor droll.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Other peoples opinions:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;From School Library Journal: Ratbridge is populated by a variety of odd creatures and equally unusual humans. Underlings, including boxtrolls (shy trolls that wear boxes) and cabbageheads (they worship cabbage and wear them tied to their heads), live in tunnels and caves beneath the city. A boy named Arthur emerges from his subterraneous home and discovers an evil plot. The shady members of the Cheese Guild, led by an unpleasant fellow called Snatcher, are kidnapping underlings and plotting to take over the town. Arthur's allies against the Guild include underlings, a man in iron socks, and the pirates and rats who run the Nautical Laundry. There's a great deal of inspired silliness throughout, which may appeal to fans of Roald Dahl and Lemony Snicket. Although the characters are not particularly well developed through words, numerous high-quality, black-and-white illustrations bring Ratbridge and its citizens to life, accentuating the comical tone and helping to pace the tale. The action is clearly played for laughs rather than suspense, as when the heroes repulse an attack on their ship by firing balls of bilge-pump gunk using catapults made of knickers. Some readers might lose interest in the sometimes-rambling series of events, but the short chapters, intriguing creatures, quirky humor, and engaging art make this book a good choice for youngsters who enjoy lengthy and lighthearted fantasy.–Steven Engelfried, Beaverton City Library, OR Copyright © Reed Business Information, a division of Reed Elsevier Inc. All rights reserved. -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;From &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/feature.html/?docId=1000027801"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Booklist&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;: Wearing a flying contraption that consists of leathery wings and a box with a crank, Arthur quietly flutters across the night sky above the town of Ratbridge. He liberates a bunch of bananas from the greenhouse of "a very large lady with a very long stick" and escapes, only to spot an illegal cheese hunt, give chase, and land in a peck of trouble. Soon the plucky lad allies himself with boxtrolls, cabbageheads, pirates, rats, a retired lawyer, and the sadly imprisoned Man in the Iron Socks in a mighty struggle against a pack of scurrilous villains. Snow, who has written and illustrated droll picture books such as How Santa Really Works (2004), provides small, detailed, crosshatched drawings on nearly every page of the novel. Helpful in creating the settings and bringing the more fantastic characters to life, the illustrations, which are often amusing, also make the book accessible to younger children who like lengthy books. Snow's inventive fantasy, somewhat reminiscent of Roald Dahl's work, combines stout hearts, terrible troubles, and inspired lunacy. Carolyn PhelanCopyright © American Library Association. All rights reserved&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/537952265703810298-8593346319996617?l=ratethereview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ratethereview.blogspot.com/feeds/8593346319996617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=537952265703810298&amp;postID=8593346319996617' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/537952265703810298/posts/default/8593346319996617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/537952265703810298/posts/default/8593346319996617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ratethereview.blogspot.com/2009/09/here-be-monsters-by-alan-snow-2005.html' title=''/><author><name>The Reviewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04364068125838876963</uri><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e_ay9j5bVjg/SpjcIVkuTvI/AAAAAAAAACA/u1q6vqHAiQ0/s72-c/here+be+monsters.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-537952265703810298.post-2167997052556386476</id><published>2009-08-31T23:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T23:25:00.259-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sense and sensibility and sea monsters'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Trailer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jane Austen'/><title type='text'>Sense and Sensibility and Sea Monsters</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="340" width="560"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_jZVE5uF24Q&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_jZVE5uF24Q&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;My two favorite things: &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jane Austen and people getting dead!&lt;/em&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/537952265703810298-2167997052556386476?l=ratethereview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ratethereview.blogspot.com/feeds/2167997052556386476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=537952265703810298&amp;postID=2167997052556386476' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/537952265703810298/posts/default/2167997052556386476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/537952265703810298/posts/default/2167997052556386476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ratethereview.blogspot.com/2009/08/sense-and-sensibility-and-sea-monsters.html' title='Sense and Sensibility and Sea Monsters'/><author><name>The Reviewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04364068125838876963</uri><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-537952265703810298.post-7700514376798221002</id><published>2009-08-28T22:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T22:50:43.192-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love Letters'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stephen Alter'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e_ay9j5bVjg/SpjAITN_2xI/AAAAAAAAAB4/BxuA7HsnU_I/s1600-h/ghost+letters.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Ghost Letters&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;by Stephen Alter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;2008 Bloomsbury U.S.A. Children's Books&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://astore.amazon.com/therevi0fd-20"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375257211028058818" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 115px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 115px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e_ay9j5bVjg/Spi_9D-vMsI/AAAAAAAAABw/7_MzFCNwFBM/s320/ghost+letters.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant figure out if I am going crazy and can no longer comprehend things the way I used to or children's books are becoming much more complicated than I remember. Over the course of this woefully short, and woefully cold, summer I have read a number of books which took a dictionary and multiple readings to understand. Either the characters are too quirky to be relateable or the situations are so implausible that it just makes me want to put the book in the incinerator.&lt;br /&gt;GHOST LETTERS started out extremely difficult to read. The book is about a boy named Gil who gets sent to his grandfathers house for a few weeks. He meets a girl named Nargis and together they find have to deliver undelivered letters to people in times past so that unfortunate happenings don't occur. Sound good, right? Sounds like fun. It is fun, if you can get past the first 30 pages. The story jumps around too much and throws characters around so that it is hard to keep track of what is going on and who is doing what.And there are some characters and events that are completely extraneous and could be removed totally from the book without making any difference to the story's flow. But once you get past the introductory pages the book develops a fast and entertaining pace.&lt;br /&gt;I really did enjoy this book. The characters were realistic and relateable. The plot was good science fiction, with the right blend of real history and a little bit of magic. The book had a few spooky moments that will give you a few chills but not enough to give anyone a nightmare.&lt;br /&gt;PS. I absolutely adore children's books that glorify the ancient art of letter writing. I wish more people took the time to write letters and feel the joy of receiving one in the mail. I think that this book will spark an interest in letter writing for some fortunate reader. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Other Reviews:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;From School Library Journal: Grade 4–7—Gil, 14, has been expelled from school and sent to the Massachusetts coast to reside with his poetry-loving, eccentric grandfather. The old man doesn't own a television, uses a typewriter, drives a beat-up Volkswagen, and can only offer his grandson a 30-year-old bicycle as transportation. While walking his grandfather's dog, Gil decides to explore Rattle Beach. A curious-looking bottle floating in the water attracts his attention. For a joke, he pens a distress call, places it inside the empty container, and throws it back into the water. Returning later, he finds the bottle again and discovers an urgent message inside it. It is from Sikander, a boy from India who is living 100 years in the past, when a war is brewing. As the two boys continue to correspond, Sikander's family gets into a deadly situation and he begs Gil for help. Other paranormal events include a ghostly mailman, a skeletal hand, a djinn (or genie), and a love affair that spans the centuries. It appears that the events are interrelated, but the teen is not sure how. Readers will empathize with the plight of the characters, but a favorite of many kids, the genie, is not well developed. Also, a few of the plot threads are not fleshed out, but even so, readers will find the book scary enough to thrill and clever enough to challenge their deductive reasoning.—Robyn Gioia, Bolles School, Ponte Vedra, FL Copyright © Reed Business Information, a division of Reed Elsevier Inc. All rights reserved. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;From &lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/feature.html/?docId=1000027801"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Booklist&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;: Alter’s multi stranded tale offers something for almost every fan of non heroic fantasy—from magic and time travel to a ghost, buried treasure, and a grisly severed hand with an agenda. Staying temporarily with his grandfather in a Massachusetts coastal town, Gil and new friend Nargis, a local age-mate of Indian descent, find an antique bottle that carries messages back and forth through time. Soon they are corresponding with a nineteenth-century calligrapher’s apprentice in India, whose own friend has been nabbed by deserters from a threatening British force. Enter a ghostly Massachusetts postman, wearily carrying never-delivered letters that can save the kidnapped lad, avert the battle, and rekindle a century-old romance on Gil’s side of the world. So much is going on here that when a bureaucratic British genie wheels in toward the end to deliver the old letters at Gil’s command, it’s hardly surprising. Nonetheless, Alter juggles the elements (and more besides!) with reasonable expertise, and readers who can readily suspend their disbelief will enjoy the show. Grades 5-8. --John Peters&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/537952265703810298-7700514376798221002?l=ratethereview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ratethereview.blogspot.com/feeds/7700514376798221002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=537952265703810298&amp;postID=7700514376798221002' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/537952265703810298/posts/default/7700514376798221002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/537952265703810298/posts/default/7700514376798221002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ratethereview.blogspot.com/2009/08/ghost-letters-by-stephen-alter-2008.html' title=''/><author><name>The Reviewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04364068125838876963</uri><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e_ay9j5bVjg/Spi_9D-vMsI/AAAAAAAAABw/7_MzFCNwFBM/s72-c/ghost+letters.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-537952265703810298.post-6593748501459013022</id><published>2009-08-15T14:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T15:32:48.505-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='David Gibbons'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Comic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Watchman'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alan Moore'/><title type='text'>Watchmen by Alan Moore, Illustrated by Dave Gibbons</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Watchmen &lt;/span&gt;by Alan Moore, Illustrated by Dave Gibbons &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1986 DC Comics &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e_ay9j5bVjg/SocszOayuwI/AAAAAAAAABo/xlaA1eznS2M/s1600-h/watchmen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370310339218029314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 115px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 115px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e_ay9j5bVjg/SocszOayuwI/AAAAAAAAABo/xlaA1eznS2M/s320/watchmen.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the first time in a long time where I honestly can say that I do not know how I feel about a book. There was so much to like about the Watchmen that I almost forget about the things that I didn't like. Watchmen had the best illustrations. There was absolutely no ambiguity about the characters emotions and actions based on the artwork. That said, the story read like a soap opera and not the best. The story went around in circles and gathered characters like kids at a carnival.There were times I had to read and re-read the same pages to try to keep straight who was doing what and who was who.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WATCHMEN was really interesting to read. It is one of those books that is relevant to any time period but especially resonates with the political and social climate of right now. Who doesn't want to be a superhero and save people? It is an admirable profession. But who will monitor the superheros and who will keep them honest? The superheros in WATCHMEN, for the most part are real people who decided to be an aide to mankind. With the exception of Dr. Manhattan the Watchmen are ordinary humans who purposely develop into superheros. But they are still human with the same issues that ordinary human have to deal with, and some, in the case of Rorschach, with a few more issues than necessary. The question that WATCHMAN asks is what makes a person a superhero?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think everyone wants to be a superhero as a child. We read about Superman and Spiderman and wish we had their powers. Would we still want to be a superhero if we had to spend hours in the gym, if we had to be a part of the humanity that we were charged with protecting? Based on the issues that rise in WATCHMEN I don't think that there would be so many children willing to put on a mask. How do you protect the world if you cannot even protect yourself? What do you do in the face of ever increasing violence?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WATCHMEN is not a feel good book. It does not leave you wanting "to be all you can be". If anything it left me a little wary. One person cannot save the world. A group of persons can try to make a change but in the end it does not really matter. Mankind is a violent race and superheros only seem to slow down our inevitable violent climax. But this book does make you think. It makes you contemplate the frailty of human life, the need for those that have peace as their goal and the power that power and responsibility have on our leaders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;SYNOPSIS: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It all begins with the paranoid delusions of a half-insane hero called Rorschach. But is Rorschach really insane or has he in fact uncovered a plot to murder super-heroes and, even worse, millions of innocent civilians? On the run from the law, Rorschach reunites with his former teammates in a desperate attempt to save the world and their lives, but what they uncover will shock them to their very core and change the face of the planet! Following two generations of masked superheroes from the close of World War II to the icy shadow of the Cold War comes this groundbreaking comic story -- the story of The Watchmen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;OTHER REVIEWS:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;From Barnes &amp;amp; Noble&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Alan Moore, the master storyteller behind V for Vendetta, and Dave Gibbons, a brilliant draftsman, have long been revered by comic book fans as the creators of Watchmen, a groundbreaking graphic novel that subverts the superhero genre as easily as a toddler upends a house of cards. Rather than focusing on superhuman abilities, Moore instead zeroes in on the humanity of his characters and leavens what is essentially a murder mystery with enough social commentary and political intrigue to fill a shelf of graphic novels several times over. Gibbons, too, in his detailed yet understated style, conveys a wealth of emotions that easily rival any Oscar-winning performance. Factoring in added treats like excerpts from Moore’s original working script (complete with highlighted notes), character studies, page thumbnails, and cover sketches taken directly from Gibbons’s sketchbook, this deluxe 20th anniversary edition is simply a must-have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;From the Publisher&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It all begins with the paranoid delusions of a half-insane hero called Rorschach. But is Rorschach really insane or has he in fact uncovered a plot to murder super-heroes and, even worse, millions of innocent civilians? On the run from the law, Rorschach reunites with his former teammates in a desperate attempt to save the world and their lives, but what they uncover will shock them to their very core and change the face of the planet! Following two generations of masked superheroes from the close of World War II to the icy shadow of the Cold War comes this groundbreaking comic story -- the story of The Watchmen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/537952265703810298-6593748501459013022?l=ratethereview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ratethereview.blogspot.com/feeds/6593748501459013022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=537952265703810298&amp;postID=6593748501459013022' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/537952265703810298/posts/default/6593748501459013022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/537952265703810298/posts/default/6593748501459013022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ratethereview.blogspot.com/2009/08/watchmen-by-alan-moore-illustrated-by.html' title='Watchmen by Alan Moore, Illustrated by Dave Gibbons'/><author><name>The Reviewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04364068125838876963</uri><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e_ay9j5bVjg/SocszOayuwI/AAAAAAAAABo/xlaA1eznS2M/s72-c/watchmen.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-537952265703810298.post-990641765551359113</id><published>2008-12-30T11:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T11:36:12.211-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Tale of Despereaux'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kate DiCamillo'/><title type='text'>The Tale of Desperaux by Kate DiCamillo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e_ay9j5bVjg/SVp4Fro3cjI/AAAAAAAAABg/CEFLcuo8byk/s1600-h/tale+of+de.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285669151681507890" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e_ay9j5bVjg/SVp4Fro3cjI/AAAAAAAAABg/CEFLcuo8byk/s320/tale+of+de.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;The Tale of Desperaux&lt;/span&gt; by Kate DiCamillo&lt;br /&gt;2006 Candlewick Press&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is my firm rule that I read the book before I see the movie. Most times it turns out that I love the book and subsequently hate the movie because it differs too much from the book. That said, I have NOT seen the movie version of The Tale of Despereaux and I am scared to see the movie because I adore this book! It was a great young adults book. The conversational tone was fun and used in an effective way. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The book is about an unusual mouse who doesn’t fit into his mouse community, a wannabe princess with more brawn than brains and a vengeful rat. The mouse, our hero Desperaux, is nothing like his peers and finds himself ostracized by his family and friends. But he also finds himself with a quest to save the Princess Pea, the love of his life, and arch enemy of the rat Roscuro. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This book is a great moral tale that teaches without being preachy. The lesson is, be nice to the different kid, you can never be sure what they will grow up to be. I bet the kids who grew up with Bill Gates wish they had been nicer to him when he was younger. While Desperaux is small, with big ears and an unusual amount of fear Desperaux is also an emotional animal who loves hard and true. Is there a better quality for a knight?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe, I will have to revise my book buying ban and purchase this for my nephews. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Amazon.com Review&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Kate DiCamillo, author of the Newbery Honor book &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/ASIN/0763616052/${0}"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Because of Winn-Dixie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;, spins a tidy tale of mice and men where she explores the "powerful, wonderful, and ridiculous" nature of love, hope, and forgiveness. Her old-fashioned, somewhat dark story, narrated "Dear Reader"-style, begins "within the walls of a castle, with the birth of a mouse." Despereaux Tilling, the new baby mouse, is different from all other mice. Sadly, the romantic, unmouselike spirit that leads the unusually tiny, large-eared mouse to the foot of the human king and the beautiful Princess Pea ultimately causes him to be banished by his own father to the foul, rat-filled dungeon.&lt;br /&gt;The first book of four tells Despereaux's sad story, where he falls deeply in love with Princess Pea and meets his cruel fate. The second book introduces another creature who differs from his peers--Chiaroscuro, a rat who instead of loving the darkness of his home in the dungeon, loves the light so much he ends up in the castle&amp;amp; in the queen's soup. The third book describes young Miggery Sow, a girl who has been "clouted" so many times that she has cauliflower ears. Still, all the slow-witted, hard-of-hearing Mig dreams of is wearing the crown of Princess Pea. The fourth book returns to the dungeon-bound Despereaux and connects the lives of mouse, rat, girl, and princess in a dramatic denouement.&lt;br /&gt;Children whose hopes and dreams burn secretly within their hearts will relate to this cast of outsiders who desire what is said to be out of their reach and dare to break "never-to-be-broken rules of conduct." Timothy Basil Ering's pencil illustrations are stunning, reflecting DiCamillo's extensive light and darkness imagery as well as the sweet, fragile nature of the tiny mouse hero who lives happily ever after. (Ages 9 and older) --Karin Snelson --This text refers to the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a class="product" href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/0763617229/ref=dp_proddesc_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;n=283155"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hardcover&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; edition.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;From School Library Journal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Grade 3 Up-A charming story of unlikely heroes whose destinies entwine to bring about a joyful resolution. Foremost is Despereaux, a diminutive mouse who, as depicted in Ering's pencil drawings, is one of the most endearing of his ilk ever to appear in children's books. His mother, who is French, declares him to be "such the disappointment" at his birth and the rest of his family seems to agree that he is very odd: his ears are too big and his eyes open far too soon and they all expect him to die quickly. Of course, he doesn't. Then there is the human Princess Pea, with whom Despereaux falls deeply (one might say desperately) in love. She appreciates him despite her father's prejudice against rodents. Next is Roscuro, a rat with an uncharacteristic love of light and soup. Both these predilections get him into trouble. And finally, there is Miggery Sow, a peasant girl so dim that she believes she can become a princess. With a masterful hand, DiCamillo weaves four story lines together in a witty, suspenseful narrative that begs to be read aloud. In her authorial asides, she hearkens back to literary traditions as old as those used by Henry Fielding. In her observations of the political machinations and follies of rodent and human societies, she reminds adult readers of George Orwell. But the unpredictable twists of plot, the fanciful characterizations, and the sweetness of tone are DiCamillo's own. This expanded fairy tale is entertaining, heartening, and, above all, great fun.Miriam Lang Budin, Chappaqua Public Library, NYCopyright 2003 Reed Business Information, Inc. --This text refers to the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a class="product" href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/0763617229/ref=dp_proddesc_2?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;n=283155"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hardcover&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; edition&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/537952265703810298-990641765551359113?l=ratethereview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ratethereview.blogspot.com/feeds/990641765551359113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=537952265703810298&amp;postID=990641765551359113' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/537952265703810298/posts/default/990641765551359113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/537952265703810298/posts/default/990641765551359113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ratethereview.blogspot.com/2008/12/tale-of-desperaux-by-kate-dicamillo.html' title='The Tale of Desperaux by Kate DiCamillo'/><author><name>The Reviewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04364068125838876963</uri><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e_ay9j5bVjg/SVp4Fro3cjI/AAAAAAAAABg/CEFLcuo8byk/s72-c/tale+of+de.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-537952265703810298.post-418090448796475333</id><published>2008-12-22T09:43:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T10:02:28.445-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the maze of bones'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rick riordan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='39 clues'/><title type='text'>The Maze of Bones by Rick Riordan</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e_ay9j5bVjg/SU_V5H7uLQI/AAAAAAAAABY/2zE1IKbc_KY/s1600-h/maze+of+bones.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282676065287679234" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e_ay9j5bVjg/SU_V5H7uLQI/AAAAAAAAABY/2zE1IKbc_KY/s320/maze+of+bones.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.the39clues.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Book 1: The Maze of Bones&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;by Rick Riordan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It’s no secret that I enjoy young adult books a little too much. For th most part there is a minimum of romance drama or sex that can drive a story down. As I have said before and probably will continue to say until I have no breath left I love &lt;em&gt;Rick Riordan&lt;/em&gt;. All of his YA books are fun, fast and expect the reader to have a good vocabulary. There is no annoying attempt at slang or kiddie language that changes by the week. That said I found a new Rick Riordan book that I read cover to cover when I should have been sleeping. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Maze of Bones is not just a book. It’s a game, too. Like dungeons and dragons was a book series with a matching game component. Only this time there are prizes to win, which because the state decides its workers shouldn't view a lot of really good sites, I don’t have access to and cant tell you what they are. I will be trying later this week to log on at the library so I can try the game myself. Back to the book. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He first book in The 39 Clues series is about the brother sister orphans of Amy and Dan Cahill, who upon the death of their grandmother find that they are part of a long and gloried family with links to most of the major names in history. Their task is to find the thirty-nine clues left around the world and figure out the family secret, which will not only save the family but also, [drum roll!] the WORLD! But the have to fight not only themselves but not so nice family members who see them as a threat. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read this book in one night and then reread it again this morning at work when I should have been doing something else. What can I say? Its fun. Its fast. Its funny. I loved it. Unfortunately, the whole series will not be written by Riordan so it will be a toss-up if I enjoy each book as much as I enjoyed the first. Oh well. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I didn’t have to return it to the library I would have given it to one of my nephews for Christmas to see what they thought. Instead I will have to ask for reader feedback. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Did you read the book? What did you think? Hard questions, I know. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Editorial Reviews&lt;br /&gt;From Publishers WeeklyStarred Review.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Built around a ripe conceit—wealthy matriarch scatters cryptic clues to a mysterious fortune around the globe—this first installment in a projected 10-book series is tons of fun. Lead-off hitter Riordan (The Lightning Thief) mixes just the right proportions of suspense, peril and puzzles in a fast-paced read (Riordan mapped the narrative arc for all 10 volumes, but other high-profile authors will be writing for the series, too). Likable orphans Amy and Dan Cahill have moxie (plus Dan can memorize numbers instantly) and frailties (Amy hates crowds). As the siblings compete with less honorable members of the Cahill clan, all distantly related to Benjamin Franklin, to win the fortune by collecting all 39 clues (only two are found in this first book), they learn about their dead parents, each other and world history. The humor is spot on—one uncle is credited with inventing the microwave burrito. The only flaw? The story does not end so much as drop off a cliff. (The second book, One False Note by Gordon Korman, is set to arrive in December.) While waiting, readers can collect cards, each of which contains evidence, and play the online game (www.the39clues.com), for which Scholastic is offering over $100,000 in prizes. This ought to have as much appeal to parents as it does to kids—it's Webkinz without the stuffed animals, and a rollicking good read. Ages 9–12. (Sept.) Copyright © Reed Business Information, a division of Reed Elsevier Inc. All rights reserved. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/537952265703810298-418090448796475333?l=ratethereview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ratethereview.blogspot.com/feeds/418090448796475333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=537952265703810298&amp;postID=418090448796475333' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/537952265703810298/posts/default/418090448796475333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/537952265703810298/posts/default/418090448796475333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ratethereview.blogspot.com/2008/12/maze-of-bones-by-rick-riordan.html' title='The Maze of Bones by Rick Riordan'/><author><name>The Reviewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04364068125838876963</uri><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e_ay9j5bVjg/SU_V5H7uLQI/AAAAAAAAABY/2zE1IKbc_KY/s72-c/maze+of+bones.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-537952265703810298.post-621158907726832122</id><published>2008-12-12T12:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T12:48:30.941-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Grip of the Shadow Plague'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fablehaven'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brandon Mull'/><title type='text'>Fablehaven: Grip of the Shadow Plague by Brandon Mull</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e_ay9j5bVjg/SULNuVA8BuI/AAAAAAAAABQ/b4gSEL5C3UY/s1600-h/fablehaven.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279007909030397666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 128px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 187px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e_ay9j5bVjg/SULNuVA8BuI/AAAAAAAAABQ/b4gSEL5C3UY/s320/fablehaven.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fablehaven.com/"&gt;Fablehaven&lt;/a&gt;: Grip of the Shadow Plague by Brandon Mull&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2008 – Shadow Mountain Publishing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Lately, I have found that I really enjoy young adult books. Especially the series. My current favorites are the &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Fablehaven&lt;/span&gt; series by Brandon Mull and the &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Percy Jackson&lt;/span&gt; books by Rick Riordan. I have read quite a few young adult books and I get disheartened when I read ones that are patronizing or try to be hip and current but come off as if my great-grandmother tried to talk slang to me. I can understand why my students didn't enjoy reading if they had to slog through piles of patronizing crap to get to one decently written book. It is with great joy that I read the third book in the Fablehaven series. This book is by far my favorite of the three. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;The series centers around a brother and sister, Kendra and Seth, who find out that there grandparents are caretakers of a secret reserve where mythical and magical creatures abound. They are the latest in a long line of protectors of this sanctuary, protecting its inhabitants from both internal and outside enemies. There are centaurs, water nymphs, fairies and brownies as well as other magical creatures that the two have to fight or defend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;I read this book almost without stopping. It was fast – paced, fun and challenging. There are plenty of plot twists and battle scenes to interest even the most reluctant reader. It boasts both a male and female lead character, and this book has a little bit of romance, to lure the girls. My only complaint is that some of the characters do not seem to learn or grow as the story progresses, which is unfair to the reader who is watching the two main characters mature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;I wait breathlessly until the fourth installment comes out in April 2009~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A few customer reviews from &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;amazon.com&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Picking up where the last novel left off, Kendra and Seth are still at Fablehaven with their grandparents. Suspicions have been cast on the Sphinx and his loyalties. Kendra has been recruited as a Knight, and the family agrees that she should infiltrate with hopes of claiming the next artifact before the Sphinx can get to it. And Fablehaven is under attack by a mysterious darkness that is spreading extremely fast. Can Seth and the rest of his family and friends discover the cause and stop it before all of Fablehaven is lost? Each installment in the Fablehaven series has been more action-packed and exciting than the next. Grip of the Shadow Plague has a fast-paced plot where danger and intrigue run rampant. New and interesting characters appear. Dark secrets and betrayals are uncovered. And more mysteries unfold. Kendra and Seth are ordinary children who find themselves in extraordinary circumstances. Fablehaven is full of mystery and wonder that comes alive. Kendra's humility and wisdom is admirable. And Seth's enthusiasm and bravery is inspirational. Fablehaven is easily on par with the Harry Potter series. And if you've been waiting for something to fill the HP loss, look no further. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Sorenson kids are only a few weeks from heading home and starting school when a new threat to Fablehaven makes the likelihood of going home anytime soon unlikely. Creatures of light on the preserve begin to turn dark. Along with that Kendra's abilities imparted by the kisses of hundreds of fairies in book one seem to be evolving to such an extend that she could be a target of the Society of the Evening Star if she goes home. As if that is not enough, she is invited to become a Knight of the Dawn, an organization pledged to protect magical preserves. Traveling to meet them, then on a secret mission to another preserve, and the growing threat within Fablehaven fill this volume of the the Fablehaven series with some of the best writing, action, and story-telling of the series so far. Valuable lessons for kids and families are deftly woven into this volume, like the others, without being preachy. The action is even more intense so small kids will not be ready for this, but adolescents and teens will love this one, too. I can't wait to see what happens in volume 4! Brandon Mull is becoming a favorite at our house. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/537952265703810298-621158907726832122?l=ratethereview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ratethereview.blogspot.com/feeds/621158907726832122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=537952265703810298&amp;postID=621158907726832122' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/537952265703810298/posts/default/621158907726832122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/537952265703810298/posts/default/621158907726832122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ratethereview.blogspot.com/2008/12/fablehaven-grip-of-shadow-plague-by.html' title='Fablehaven: Grip of the Shadow Plague by Brandon Mull'/><author><name>The Reviewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04364068125838876963</uri><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e_ay9j5bVjg/SULNuVA8BuI/AAAAAAAAABQ/b4gSEL5C3UY/s72-c/fablehaven.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-537952265703810298.post-260268229324862360</id><published>2008-12-08T13:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T13:10:39.854-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Carolyn Parkhurst'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lost and Found'/><title type='text'>Lost and Found by Carolyn Parkhurst</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Lost and Found&lt;/span&gt; by Carolyn Parkhurst&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277528886403302546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 55px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 82px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e_ay9j5bVjg/ST2Mj4XuhJI/AAAAAAAAABI/JnqOG775N1s/s320/lostand+found.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;I don’t know what to say about this book. I liked it. That much I can say with certainty. But I don’t know why. Most times I can easily isolate a character or a scene that was the turning point for me. No such luck now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;The book has an interesting, and in these modern times, inevitable, setting; the characters of the book are on a reality show scavenger hunt. Each pairing has the necessary interesting twist that TV viewers demand but unfold, mostly for the reader. I found myself enjoying most of the characters, not so much the ones that the book declared the main characters, but the other contestants on the show. Who doesn’t love ex-gays trying to be straight? Or childhood TV stars trying to reclaim their former glory? In a lot of ways, this book was like watching reality TV but better. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;The ending left a little to be desired. Maybe I am the only one who likes neat endings but I really would have liked to learn more about the fate of the other characters in the book, not the mother- daughter team who were the main protagonists. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lost and Found&lt;/em&gt; is a great story, an enjoyable rainy day read.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;From the Publisher:&lt;br /&gt;New from the author of the New York Times bestseller, The Dogs of Babel, seven unlikely couples scour the globe searching for love, treasure, fame, family--and themselves--in an astonishing new novel.&lt;br /&gt;Seven oddly matched pairs--a mother and daughter, two business partners, two flight attendants, a born-again Christian couple, two former child stars, and other unlikely couples--are thrown together to compete in a high-stakes, televised contest. It is the new reality show, Lost and Found, a global scavenger hunt whose initial purpose is entertainment, but with each challenge, the drama builds as the number of players is whittled down.&lt;br /&gt;Laura signed on to try to reconnect with her recalcitrant teenage daughter, Cassie. But Cassie knows they were only selected because of a secret she hides, one the show's producers hope will be revealed as the pressures of the competition mount. Justin and Abby aim to use the million-dollar prize to spread their message of faith, but they soon find the game putting their marriage to the test. Juliet and Dallas, deep in the "where-are-they-now" stage of stardom, just hope to spark some life back into their flagging careers.&lt;br /&gt;But as the game escalates, tensions mount, temptations beckon, and the bonds between teammates begin to fray. The question is not only who will capture the final prize, but at what cost?&lt;br /&gt;Author Biography: Carolyn Parkhurst is the author of the bestseller The Dogs of Babel. She holds an MFA in creative writing from American University. She lives in Washington, DC with her husband and their son. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Publishers Weekly:&lt;br /&gt;Parkhurst's novel of a disparate group of people traveling the globe on an Amazing Race-like reality game show shines on audio. The alternating points of view work especially well when read aloud: each chapter is told in first person by a different character, and Brown's superb narration makes it feel as though the characters are telling their intimate stories directly into the listener's ear. Brown does not create drastically different voices for the characters; instead, she makes her voice a bit higher or a bit deeper or adds a touch of an accent. The strength of her performance is that she truly acts out the roles, becoming each character and using her voice to convey his or her essence and personality. Characters include Cassie, whose eye-rolling teenage sarcasm hides insecurity and vulnerability; prim, judgmental Justin, a supposedly reformed homosexual preaching how religion has saved him, and his Southern wife, Abby, who's not nearly as convinced that she can leave lesbianism behind; down-to-earth New Yorker Carl; and self-centered, manipulative former child star Juliet. Lost and Found is an entertaining book that works even better in the audio format. Simultaneous release with the Little, Brown hardcover (Reviews, Apr. 10). (June) Copyright 2006 Reed Business Information.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/537952265703810298-260268229324862360?l=ratethereview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ratethereview.blogspot.com/feeds/260268229324862360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=537952265703810298&amp;postID=260268229324862360' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/537952265703810298/posts/default/260268229324862360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/537952265703810298/posts/default/260268229324862360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ratethereview.blogspot.com/2008/12/lost-and-found-by-carolyn-parkhurst.html' title='Lost and Found by Carolyn Parkhurst'/><author><name>The Reviewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04364068125838876963</uri><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e_ay9j5bVjg/ST2Mj4XuhJI/AAAAAAAAABI/JnqOG775N1s/s72-c/lostand+found.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-537952265703810298.post-2756496934295369492</id><published>2008-12-02T11:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T11:12:05.220-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lydia Bennet&apos;s Story'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jane Odiwe'/><title type='text'>Lydia Bennet's Story by Jane Odiwe</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e_ay9j5bVjg/SS2jIwR0PQI/AAAAAAAAABA/gInhqNR_rlc/s1600-h/lydia+bennets+story.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273050109514628354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 128px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 172px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e_ay9j5bVjg/SS2jIwR0PQI/AAAAAAAAABA/gInhqNR_rlc/s320/lydia+bennets+story.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Lydia Bennet’s Story&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;By Jane Odiwe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;2008 - Sourcebooks Landmark&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must admit that I have been getting pretty sick of the Austen books. I have read all the ones that cross my hand and very rarely, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;VERY RARELY&lt;/span&gt;, do I find one that I enjoy. It seems that some of these authors get so caught up in continuing the story of the Jane and Darcy and Lizzy and Bingley that they don’t take the time to create a thoughtful and entertaining story. At least to me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On that note, I&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;loved&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; this book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I fully expected to hate this book. I expected to finish it and thank my lucky stars that I only had one Austen related book on my desk. I was sad when this book ended.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Of all the Bennet sisters I always liked Lydia. She seemed like she would be fun to be around. What young girl doesn’t like to party every once in a while? However, we never really learned much about her. She was given to the reader as a silly, thoughtless and self-concerned girl who didn't warrant much consideration by the original Austen. What Odiwe has given us, in this go round, is a girl like any other. She is young, naïve, trusting and foolish. She doesn’t understand consequence at all. At the end of the book the reader is left with a woman, a woman who knows her own heart and goals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This book started slow. The first thirty pages were torture but once past the introductory pages it picked up pace. The reader travels all over England with Lydia as she straightens out her life and tries to free herself from Wickham. Wickham is everything he is in Pride and Prejudice and a really delicious character to hate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is with great reluctance that I pass this book on to a friend. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Lydia Bennet’s Story&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; is a book that I would love to be able to revisit whenever I needed a fun book on a rainy afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Reading! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;From the Publisher:&lt;br /&gt;Lydia Bennet is the flirtatious, wild and free-wheeling youngest daughter. Her untamed expressiveness and vulnerability make her fascinating to readers who'll love this imaginative rendering of Lydia's life after her marriage to the villainous George Wickham. Will she mature or turn bitter? Can a girl like her really find true love?In Lydia Bennet's Story we are taken back to Jane Austen's most beloved novel, Pride and Prejudice, to a Regency world seen through Lydia's eyes where pleasure and marriage are the only pursuits. But the road to matrimony is fraught with difficulties and even when she is convinced that she has met the man of her dreams, complications arise. When Lydia is reunited with the Bennets, Bingleys, and Darcys for a grand ball at Netherfield Park, the shocking truth about her husband may just cause the greatest scandal of all ..."A breathtaking Regency romp!"-Diana Birchall, author of Mrs. Darcy's Dilemma &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Publishers Weekly:&lt;br /&gt;In this pleasant addition to the growing microgenre of Austen knockoffs, Odiwe pays nice homage to Austen's stylings and endears the reader to the formerly secondary character, spoiled and impulsive Lydia Bennet. Odiwe begins partway through the original tale, with Lydia heading to Brighton. Shifting between a third-person narrative and Lydia's first-person journal entries, Odiwe grants readers unfettered access to Lydia as she flirts with her many beaus and falls hard for George Wickham, with whom she elopes. After the pair is married and settled in Newcastle, Lydia has a hard time keeping her jealousy in check as George, a notorious flirt, does not change his ways. Her marital discontent leads to frequent visits to her sisters, and it's during one of these visits that a massive scandal befalls the Wickham household. In a pleasantly foreshadowed if too abrupt conclusion, a slightly matured Lydia finds true happiness in the most unlikely of places. It won't convert anybody who doesn't already worship at the church of Jane, but devotees will enjoy. (Oct.)Copyright © Reed Business Information, a division of Reed Elsevier Inc. All rights reserved. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/537952265703810298-2756496934295369492?l=ratethereview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ratethereview.blogspot.com/feeds/2756496934295369492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=537952265703810298&amp;postID=2756496934295369492' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/537952265703810298/posts/default/2756496934295369492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/537952265703810298/posts/default/2756496934295369492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ratethereview.blogspot.com/2008/12/lydia-bennets-story-by-jane-odiwe.html' title='Lydia Bennet&apos;s Story by Jane Odiwe'/><author><name>The Reviewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04364068125838876963</uri><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e_ay9j5bVjg/SS2jIwR0PQI/AAAAAAAAABA/gInhqNR_rlc/s72-c/lydia+bennets+story.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-537952265703810298.post-3172396966140051195</id><published>2008-11-28T13:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T13:59:00.877-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Karin Aberbanel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthing the Elephant'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bruce Freeman'/><title type='text'>Birthing the Elephant by Karin Abarbanel and Bruce Freeman</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;Birthing the Elephant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by Karin Abarbanel and Bruce Freeman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e_ay9j5bVjg/SS2fXfBfeyI/AAAAAAAAAA4/16LXMX8Diws/s1600-h/birthing+the+elephant.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273045964534283042" style="WIDTH: 115px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 115px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e_ay9j5bVjg/SS2fXfBfeyI/AAAAAAAAAA4/16LXMX8Diws/s320/birthing+the+elephant.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2008 - Ten Speed Press&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have started two small businesses in the past. The first was a tutoring company that serviced only No Child Left Behind students and the other was a cosmetics retailer. I loved each company for different reasons and while they did NOT fail, and are actually both going strong this book would have said me a lot of heartache and tears. Aberbanel and Freeman have taken a lot of what goes wrong with opening a small business and made these problems easier to navigate and resolve without losing your business and all your money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This book is written for women entrepreneurs who have an idea but no idea what to do with that idea. Each stage of business development is patiently and thoroughly covered, which in such a small book (only 200 pages long) is amazing. The two best features are the resources at the end of the book and quick tips. The quick tips serve as a gentle reminder of points in the chapter that are important to remember. The resources are invaluable. While only a few pages there are quite a number of resources that I wish I had known about when I started thinking about my first business.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Women considering opening a franchise business would find a lot of helpful information at &lt;a href="http://www.bizymoms.com/"&gt;http://www.bizymoms.com/&lt;/a&gt;com, for example.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE this book! I got a free copy that I had to return (didn't really want to do that!) but immediately went out and bought a copy of my own. Even if you aren't opening a business this book would be a great and useful addition to any library.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have read this book or have started a small business send me an email and tell me about your experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY READING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Publishers's Summary&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Customized for the female entrepreneur's unique psychological experience of launching a business, BIRTHING THE ELEPHANT goes beyond logistics to prepare women for the emotional challenges they will face, with expert advice on reshaping one's business identity, giving up the paycheck mentality, anticipating problems, and avoiding costly mistakes. This supportive handbook gives the small-business owner the staying power to survive and succeed in the business of her dreams.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul style="FONT-STYLE: italic; LIST-STYLE-TYPE: square"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A female entrepreneur's guide to navigating the psychological aspects of launching and building a business during the critical first 18 months. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Women-owned businesses are increasing at twice the rate of other startups, with 500,000 launches each year. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;With a foreword by cosmetics guru Bobbi Brown.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;From Publishers Weekly&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Starting your own business is tough, but learning to think like an entrepreneur is half the battle, say small-business consultants Abarbanel and Freeman. Part portable success coach, part step-by-step guide through the life cycle of a small-business launch, the book presents real-life stories—from the famous, such as makeup entrepreneur Bobbi Brown and stylish maternity-wear pioneer Liz Lange, to startups in the worlds of baking, filmmaking and high tech software. A great deal of space is given to tools for developing the emotional mind frame to succeed outside the comfort of the traditional workplace, and the authors devote particular attention to commitment, courage, persistence and other traits. Later chapters delve into the nitty-gritty of asset assessment, money management, support systems, success strategies and common pitfalls. This information is backed up with handy chapter-closing quick tips, checklists, action steps, real-life examples and a helpful resource guide. With the number of women-owned businesses growing in the U.S. at the rate of one every 60 seconds—roughly 600,000 launches a year, according to the authors—the audience for this positive, cheerful, practical book should be substantial. (Mar.)&lt;br /&gt;Copyright © Reed Business Information, a division of Reed Elsevier Inc. All rights reserved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Product Description&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the largest growing group of entrepreneurs, women need encouragement and guidance to push past those make-or break first 18 months. While most start-up guides address the practicalities of launching a business, "Birthing the Elephant" prepares women for the psychological and emotional challenges they will face, with expert advice on reshaping one's business identity, giving up the pay check mentality, anticipating problems, and avoiding costly mistakes. This supportive handbook gives the small-business owner the staying power to survive and succeed in the business of her dreams.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/537952265703810298-3172396966140051195?l=ratethereview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ratethereview.blogspot.com/feeds/3172396966140051195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=537952265703810298&amp;postID=3172396966140051195' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/537952265703810298/posts/default/3172396966140051195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/537952265703810298/posts/default/3172396966140051195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ratethereview.blogspot.com/2008/11/birthing-elephant-by-karin-abarbanel.html' title='Birthing the Elephant by Karin Abarbanel and Bruce Freeman'/><author><name>The Reviewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04364068125838876963</uri><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e_ay9j5bVjg/SS2fXfBfeyI/AAAAAAAAAA4/16LXMX8Diws/s72-c/birthing+the+elephant.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-537952265703810298.post-8136017111333599253</id><published>2008-11-21T08:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T11:09:20.593-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Zoe Heller'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Believers'/><title type='text'>The Believers by Zoe Heller</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Believers&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; by Zoe Heller&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e_ay9j5bVjg/SR2oJEYxSwI/AAAAAAAAAAk/iNFgufIqmWg/s1600-h/the+believers+book+cover.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e_ay9j5bVjg/SR2qhmRGEpI/AAAAAAAAAAs/vIu_lVbb63w/s1600-h/the+believers+book+cover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268554633278001810" style="WIDTH: 127px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 193px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e_ay9j5bVjg/SR2qhmRGEpI/AAAAAAAAAAs/vIu_lVbb63w/s320/the+believers+book+cover.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;March 2009; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;HarperCollins&lt;/span&gt; Publishers&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I started off not liking this book. To be honest I despised the characters, hated them for their self-indulgence and prejudices for all they protested to be anti-discriminatory. They seemed to have little insight into themselves. But when I read the book again, and maybe, to be honest, I grew up a little, they seemed like people I know. We are born with the gift of insight and self-review; if we choose not to use that is our own problem. It &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;doesn&lt;/span&gt;’t make us bad people, just willfully ignorant. This lack of insight by the characters made them much more sad to me but also much more real. I felt for Audrey, trying to keep her family intact and moving forward, when she &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;didn&lt;/span&gt;’t know how to be a loving caring mother. I felt for Joel who needed to feel young and alive by creating a child with his mistress and then leaving his wife to pick up the pieces when he died. I cried for Lenny, the adopted son, who did not have enough faith in himself to make a life-saving decision. The characters that you feel the most dislike for are the ones that you champion at the end of the novel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This book is a sad commentary on modern life. For all of our modern conveniences we really are asking ourselves the same questions that our forefathers asked themselves. How does one deal with infidelity? How does one rediscover dampened religious beliefs and incorporate them into an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;uncooperative&lt;/span&gt; family? How does one go about reinventing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;themselves&lt;/span&gt;? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The most pleasurable thing about this book is that the characters &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;aren&lt;/span&gt;’t static. Those that start out as bullies and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;villains&lt;/span&gt; at the beginning of the book are championed at the end of the book. I began the book not &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;liking&lt;/span&gt; Audrey at all, wanting to blame her for the family’s problems but when the book ended I cried for her. It is not easy to care for your children and have to stand by as they direct their own life. There were times that she was brutal and cold but children cannot be babied forever. Especially grown children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do have one bone to pick with this book. I don’t think that the character of Lenny was as developed as the characters and I would have liked to learn more about him. What we do get is great reading but in the end really not much insight at all.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;OTHER REVIEWS:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;From the Publisher&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;When New York radical lawyer Joel Litvinoff is felled by a sudden, massive stroke, his wife, Audrey, uncovers a secret that forces her to re-examine both her belief in him and her commitment to their forty-year marriage. Meanwhile, her ne’er-do-well adopted son, Lenny, is back on drugs again and her daughters, Karla and Rosa, are grappling with their own dilemmas. Rosa, a disillusioned revolutionary socialist, has found herself increasingly beguiled by the world of Orthodox Judaism; now she is being pressed to make a commitment and must decide if she is really ready to forsake all her cherished secular values for a Torah-observant life. Karla, an unhappily married hospital social worker and union activist, falls into a tumultuous affair with a conservative newstand proprietor: can she really love a man whose politics she reviles? And how to choose between a life of duty and principle and her own happiness?&lt;br /&gt;The highly anticipated new novel from the author of the acclaimed What Was She Thinking? Notes On a Scandal (which was shortlisted for the Man Booker Prize and adapted into an Oscar-nominated film) delivers on every level: with wit, heart, and -- as always with Zoë Heller --tremendous intelligence and verve. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Publishers Weekly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Heller (What Was She Thinking?; Notes on a Scandal) puts to pointed use her acute observations of human nature in her third novel, a satire of 1960s idealism soured in the early 21st century. Audrey and Joel Litvinoff have attempted to pass on to their children their lefty passions-despite Audrey's decidedly bourgeois attitude and attorney Joel's self-satisfied heroism, including the defense of a suspected terrorist in 2002 New York City. When Joel has a stroke and falls into a coma, Audrey grows increasingly nasty as his secrets surface. The children, meanwhile, wander off on their own adventures: Rosa's inherited principles are beleaguered by the unpleasant realities of her work with troubled adolescents; Karla, her self-image crushed by Audrey, has settled into an uncomfortable marriage and the accompanying pressure to have children; and adopted Lenny, the best metaphor for the family's troubles, dawdles along as a drug addict and master manipulator. Though some may be initially put off by the characters' coldness-the Litvinoffs are a severely screwed-up crew-readers with a certain mindset will have a blast watching things get worse. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mar.)Copyright © Reed Business Information, a division of Reed Elsevier Inc. All rights reserved.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/537952265703810298-8136017111333599253?l=ratethereview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ratethereview.blogspot.com/feeds/8136017111333599253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=537952265703810298&amp;postID=8136017111333599253' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/537952265703810298/posts/default/8136017111333599253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/537952265703810298/posts/default/8136017111333599253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ratethereview.blogspot.com/2008/11/believers-by-zoe-heller.html' title='The Believers by Zoe Heller'/><author><name>The Reviewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04364068125838876963</uri><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e_ay9j5bVjg/SR2qhmRGEpI/AAAAAAAAAAs/vIu_lVbb63w/s72-c/the+believers+book+cover.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-537952265703810298.post-254670952139751428</id><published>2008-11-17T11:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T16:17:58.068-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anthea Paul'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Real Girls Eat'/><title type='text'>Real Girls Eat by Anthea Paul</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e_ay9j5bVjg/SRx66I876UI/AAAAAAAAAAc/J37T_jBWfm8/s1600-h/real+girls+eat+book.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268220803370707266" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left; width: 296px; height: 320px;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e_ay9j5bVjg/SRx66I876UI/AAAAAAAAAAc/J37T_jBWfm8/s320/real+girls+eat+book.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It must be common knowledge that I am on a diet and I love to read. Cookbooks keep popping up everywhere I go, people leave them in my car when I’m at work, and my favorite librarian piles them up on the counter when I visit. It’s getting out of control. When I got home from the library last night I realized she had slipped me a copy of &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Real Girls Eat&lt;/span&gt; by Anthea Paul (2005 Everbest Printing Co.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s okay for what it is; a book about food, nutrition and cooking aimed at teenage girls. It is a little heavy on organic and “natural” food, which has never really factored into my food related thoughts. I’m most likely wrong, and I’m sure someone will correct me, but I really only concern myself about the price. I don’t care if a bird is free-range, hand fed or whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There’s some good wisdom in this book, especially if you have never learned to cook, if you eat a lot of fast food or don’t know anything about nutrition. The food groups are presented early in the book with a list of serving suggestions and nutrients. Paul has given the reader the breakdown of serving sizes for each of the food groups. Did you know that for fruit a serving is a &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;medium sized apple, banana, orange, etc, ½ cup (3 oz) cooked or poached or chopped fruit, or ¾ cup (6 fl. Oz) fruit juice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;? I didn’t. I wanted to know so now I now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;What ticks me off&lt;/span&gt; is that there is no nutritional information included with the recipes. I know that the book is geared toward young girls who should not be considering a diet, counting calories or obsessing over fat content but for everyone else give a little info or a link to where we can find that info. That would have been nice. The book is a little hard to read. Varying fonts and colors make it hard to follow at times. It is VERY colorful with loads of pictures which made the book a lot of fun to look at.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For future reference for all you cookbook writers out there there are a few things a cookbook needs to have to be welcome in my house. Pictures, easy to read font and &lt;strong&gt;NUTRITIONAL&lt;/strong&gt; information!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here’s a recipe I enjoyed. It’s easy and yummy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;em&gt;Lychee Slushy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e_ay9j5bVjg/SRx6a54QBHI/AAAAAAAAAAU/EGr2u0kVRCg/s1600-h/lychee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268220266748576882" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left; width: 108px; height: 145px;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e_ay9j5bVjg/SRx6a54QBHI/AAAAAAAAAAU/EGr2u0kVRCg/s320/lychee.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Shopping List:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;13 oz can lychees in syrup (for core choose light syrup)&lt;br /&gt;Fresh mint&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;How to make it:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The night before you want to eat this, empty contents of the can into a durable plastic or ziplock bag or Tupperware freezer container. Seal tightly and place in freezer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24 hours later, remove from freezer 10 minutes before churning so it has a chance to soften.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Place in blender and whiz quickly in spurts. You may need to use a wooden spoon (when stopping the blender naturally!) to quickly mix the chunks if the blender isn’t getting through them. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Scoop out into your serving bowls and garnish with fresh mint. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/537952265703810298-254670952139751428?l=ratethereview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ratethereview.blogspot.com/feeds/254670952139751428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=537952265703810298&amp;postID=254670952139751428' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/537952265703810298/posts/default/254670952139751428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/537952265703810298/posts/default/254670952139751428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ratethereview.blogspot.com/2008/11/real-girls-eat-by-anthea-paul.html' title='Real Girls Eat by Anthea Paul'/><author><name>The Reviewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04364068125838876963</uri><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e_ay9j5bVjg/SRx66I876UI/AAAAAAAAAAc/J37T_jBWfm8/s72-c/real+girls+eat+book.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-537952265703810298.post-5557667578576017734</id><published>2008-11-12T09:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T09:30:17.322-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Avi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Seer of Shadows'/><title type='text'>The Seer of Shadows by Avi</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;The Seer of Shadows&lt;/span&gt; by &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Avi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267824160534300994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 185px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 276px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e_ay9j5bVjg/SRsSKfPeCUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/lk67AchKruE/s320/seer+of+shadows+book+cover.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;authors website:&lt;a href="http://www.avi-writer.com/"&gt;http://www.avi-writer.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Synopsis:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Horace Carpetine is an apprentice to MR. Middleditch, self-styled “Society Photographer” in 1872 New York. When forced to deceive a client, the evil Mrs. Von Macht and her husband, Horace finds himself with the ability to bring ghost’s to life through photography. Horace brings to life the angry and vengeful ghost of Eleanora Von Macht, niece of Mr. and Mrs. Von Macht. With the help of Pegg, “sister” of Eleanora Horace must stop the destructive ghost from exacting revenge on those who wronged her in life. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Review:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I normally hate ghost stories and mysteries. Why? Because I never seem to understand how the protagonist figures out who did it and how, even though it most usually is clearly laid out for me. That said, I LOVED this book! It was a brilliantly written novel that didn’t shy from including the political, racial and social climates of the time. It is not condescending, which is completely abhorrent in children focused literature, and forces a reader of any age to actively employ their vocabulary. The book is a great late night read. It has just enough suspense to keep the reader going but not so much that you have to put the book down. As an adult I found The Seer of Shadows to be a page-turner. I did not put down the book until I was finished and promptly restarted it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I only recently began reading Avi and I am so mad at myself for not discovering him earlier. He blends history with good story telling so effortlessly. For example:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“My name is Horace Carpetine. I was born in New York City and spent my youth there. Perfectly happy years they were too, though my childhood occurred during the vast upheaval known as the Civil War. And I can assure you there was nothing civil about that conflict, certainly not in New York City.” (ch.2, para. 1)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not everyday that I find myself wanting to learn more about the history of photography!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Book Blurb:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;From the Publisher&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Newbery Medalist Avi weaves one of his most suspenseful and scary tales—about a ghost who has to be seen to be believed and must be kept from carrying out a horrifying revenge.&lt;br /&gt;The time is 1872. The place is New York City. Horace Carpetine has been raised to believe in science and rationality. So as apprentice to Enoch Middleditch, a society photographer, he thinks of his trade as a scientific art. But when wealthy society matron Mrs. Frederick Von Macht orders a photographic portrait, strange things begin to happen.&lt;br /&gt;Horace's first real photographs reveal a frightful likeness: it's the image of the Von Machts' dead daughter, Eleanora.&lt;br /&gt;Pegg, the Von Machts' black servant girl, then leads him to the truth about who Eleanora really was and how she actually died. Joined in friendship, Pegg and Horace soon realize that his photographs are evoking both Eleanora's image and her ghost. Eleanora returns, a vengeful wraith intent on punishing those who abused her.&lt;br /&gt;Rich in detail, full of the magic of early photography, here is a story about the shadows, visible and invisible, that are always lurking near. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Publishers Weekly&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Newbery Medalist Avi (Crispin: The Cross of Lead) sets this intriguing ghost story in 19th-century New York City, where a photographer's apprentice has a horrifying run-in with a spirit bent on revenge. In the fall of 1872, 14-year-old narrator Horace Carpetine reluctantly becomes involved in his employer's scheme to dupe a superstitious client, wealthy Mrs. Von Macht. The plan is to make a tidy profit by producing a double exposure and offering her an unusual portrait, one incorporating a superimposed image of her dead daughter, Eleanora. Events depart from the expected when the ghost of Eleanora literally enters the picture, and Horace discovers his ability to capture departed souls on film. Suspense builds as the Von Machts' servant, Pegg, reveals secrets about the Von Macht family and explains that Eleanor's angry spirit, brought back into the world through the camera lens, may want revenge on both Mrs. Von Macht and her husband. Mirroring both the style and themes of gothic novels of the period, the story takes ghastly and ghostly turns that challenge Horace's belief in reason. Details about photographic processes add authenticity, while the book's somber ending will leave spines tingling. Ages 8-12. (Apr.)&lt;br /&gt;Copyright © Reed Business Information, a division of Reed Elsevier Inc. All rights reserved.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/537952265703810298-5557667578576017734?l=ratethereview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ratethereview.blogspot.com/feeds/5557667578576017734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=537952265703810298&amp;postID=5557667578576017734' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/537952265703810298/posts/default/5557667578576017734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/537952265703810298/posts/default/5557667578576017734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ratethereview.blogspot.com/2008/11/seer-of-shadows-by-avi.html' title='The Seer of Shadows by Avi'/><author><name>The Reviewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04364068125838876963</uri><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e_ay9j5bVjg/SRsSKfPeCUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/lk67AchKruE/s72-c/seer+of+shadows+book+cover.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
