<?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-8165912987635315160</id><updated>2012-01-25T10:20:52.023-05:00</updated><category term='1 star'/><category term='Christian fiction'/><category term='2.5 stars'/><category term='review'/><category term='fiction'/><category term='YA'/><category term='5 stars'/><category term='historical fiction'/><category term='4 stars'/><category term='memoir'/><title type='text'>Streetcorner Library</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://streetcornerlibrary.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165912987635315160/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetcornerlibrary.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Streetcorner Child</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16050325786241488385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SR2dZJSrBLQ/TPcQxkGKngI/AAAAAAAAAJU/wi7BdGFCpAc/S220/14%2Bst.%2Blucia.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>53</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8165912987635315160.post-8589071055382017129</id><published>2011-12-07T20:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-07T21:41:44.911-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Girls in White Dresses by Jennifer Close</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6uxMPidSoew/TuAdaR3KViI/AAAAAAAAAMM/sm4THONENg0/s1600/Girls%2Bin%2BWhite%2BDresses.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6uxMPidSoew/TuAdaR3KViI/AAAAAAAAAMM/sm4THONENg0/s200/Girls%2Bin%2BWhite%2BDresses.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683575067050137122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flap Copy from ARC: &lt;em&gt;"... Close follows Isabella, Mary and Lauren as they struggle through those dizzying years of early adulthood.  While everyone around them seems to be planning a wedding or basking in professional success, our protagonists are grappling with blind dates ("What about me says 'Set me up with an obese person?'"), chasing away ghosts from the past ("Bridget Carlson was the kind of friend you couldn't get rid of"), and learning that sometimes beauty is in the eye of the beholder ("Our friend Ellen dates ugly boys").  Through boozy family holidays, on-the-job flirtations, disastrous ski vacations, and hungover bridal showers, "Girls in White Dresses" pulls us deep inside the circle of these friends, perfectly capturing the wild frustrations and soaring joys of modern life." &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't have much positive to say about this novel ... in fact my experience of the book was so different from that of so many other reviewers that I almost wonder if we didn't read the same book?! These girls, immersed as they are in the murky and bizarre period of life known as one's twenties, should have been funny, interesting and at the very least memorable.  As it was, the individual characters were so bland that at times I had a hard time remembering which was which or whose story was whose. They had such low self-esteem and such stereotypical and offensive prejudices against friends and strangers alike that I just felt sorry for them, and for myself for bothering to continue to read. Where are the intelligent stories about strong, funny, realistic women? Why does so much 'chick-lit' have to be stupid? Argh. Don't waste your time on this one - I give it 1 star.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8165912987635315160-8589071055382017129?l=streetcornerlibrary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://streetcornerlibrary.blogspot.com/feeds/8589071055382017129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://streetcornerlibrary.blogspot.com/2011/12/girls-in-white-dresses-by-jennifer.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165912987635315160/posts/default/8589071055382017129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165912987635315160/posts/default/8589071055382017129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetcornerlibrary.blogspot.com/2011/12/girls-in-white-dresses-by-jennifer.html' title='Girls in White Dresses by Jennifer Close'/><author><name>Streetcorner Child</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16050325786241488385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SR2dZJSrBLQ/TPcQxkGKngI/AAAAAAAAAJU/wi7BdGFCpAc/S220/14%2Bst.%2Blucia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6uxMPidSoew/TuAdaR3KViI/AAAAAAAAAMM/sm4THONENg0/s72-c/Girls%2Bin%2BWhite%2BDresses.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8165912987635315160.post-3629283836480332372</id><published>2011-12-06T16:54:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-07T20:58:40.730-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Silver Sparrow by Tayari Jones</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UQB2Vtac09c/Tt6dytF6QLI/AAAAAAAAAMA/Qe3oSZTsrEg/s1600/Silver%2BSparrow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UQB2Vtac09c/Tt6dytF6QLI/AAAAAAAAAMA/Qe3oSZTsrEg/s200/Silver%2BSparrow.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683153274211549362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Flap Copy: &lt;em&gt;"Set in a middle-class neighborhood in Atlanta in the 1980s, the novel revolves around James Witherspoon's two families: the public one and the secret one.  When the daughters from each family meet and form a friendship, only one of them knows they are sisters - a relationship destined to explode. As Jones explores the backstories of her rich yet flawed characters, she reveals the joy, and the destruction, they brought to one another's lives.  And at the heart of it all are the two girls whose lives are at stake - portrayed with raw authenticity as they seek love, demand attention, and try to imagine themselves as women."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This book was not exactly what I was expecting when I first picked it up.  The writing is excellent, though the story is heartbreaking.  Jones divided the novel into two halfs: the first is Dana's story, in her own words, of life as a secret daughter in a secret family; the second is Chaurisse's much more mundane tale of life in what she sees as a normal family.  Dana's experiences are awful, as are (in my opinion) the adults in her life who enable and create her negative environment.  Though Chaurisse is not directly to blame for the way that Dana is treated, her very existence as the public daughter nearly destroys her hidden sister's dreams.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jones tells an engaging story, one that made me want to keep reading.  I was truly disappointed by the Epilogue however, which left me with a bad taste in my mouth and less respect for the characters than I had previously held. I give 'Silver Sparrow' 3.5 stars - I'd recommend it, but be prepared for a little disappointment in your fellow man.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8165912987635315160-3629283836480332372?l=streetcornerlibrary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://streetcornerlibrary.blogspot.com/feeds/3629283836480332372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://streetcornerlibrary.blogspot.com/2011/12/silver-sparrow-by-tayari-jones.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165912987635315160/posts/default/3629283836480332372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165912987635315160/posts/default/3629283836480332372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetcornerlibrary.blogspot.com/2011/12/silver-sparrow-by-tayari-jones.html' title='Silver Sparrow by Tayari Jones'/><author><name>Streetcorner Child</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16050325786241488385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SR2dZJSrBLQ/TPcQxkGKngI/AAAAAAAAAJU/wi7BdGFCpAc/S220/14%2Bst.%2Blucia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UQB2Vtac09c/Tt6dytF6QLI/AAAAAAAAAMA/Qe3oSZTsrEg/s72-c/Silver%2BSparrow.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8165912987635315160.post-8151748013530785798</id><published>2011-11-24T02:21:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-24T02:32:09.525-05:00</updated><title type='text'>You Against Me by Jenny Downham</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DaMfv2IhAuI/Ts3xxobYOKI/AAAAAAAAAL0/qqc-rFS0YRk/s1600/You%2BAgainst%2BMe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DaMfv2IhAuI/Ts3xxobYOKI/AAAAAAAAAL0/qqc-rFS0YRk/s200/You%2BAgainst%2BMe.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5678460540152199330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flap Copy from ARC: &lt;em&gt;"If someone hurts your sister and you're any kind of man, you seek revenge, right?  If you're brother's accused of a terrible crime but says he didn't do it, you defent him, don't you? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Mikey's sister claims a boy assaulted her, his world begins to fall apart.  When ELlie's brother is charged with the offense, her world begins to unravel.  When Mikey and Ellie meet, two worlds collide." &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This well-written novel addresses the very real issue of sexual assault in high school. I believe it was an accurate representation of what it would be like for a high school girl who got drunk at a party and was taken advantage of, only to face people who either don't believe her or believe she invited the assault because of the way she chose to act and dress. One surprising element to me was that it seemed all the high school kids were on her side, and against the accused assailant; I would think it would be more split and he would have people in his camp as well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The writing here is casual and easy to read even if the subject matter is not; the author definitely invited you to be an up-close observer of the action. The novel featured well-flushed-out main characters that were distinct and had a clearly defined role in the plot. The best character by far was Ellie, the sister of the alleged assailant (Tom); her being torn between what she knows she saw and the story her brother and parents have told her to tell is very real and a bit heart-wrenching -- she's only a kid, and has to decide between telling the truth and saving her beloved older brother. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was disappointed by how the parents of the accused rapist are portrayed - never once do they ever act as though their son did anything wrong, they never ask him if he actually did it, they never seem upset - only angry at their daughter for not being willing to blindly follow the family's story. They were infuriating (presumably by design) and I found it very difficult to relate to them as characters. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A good read about an intense subject - I give it 4 stars.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8165912987635315160-8151748013530785798?l=streetcornerlibrary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://streetcornerlibrary.blogspot.com/feeds/8151748013530785798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://streetcornerlibrary.blogspot.com/2011/11/you-against-me-by-jenny-downham.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165912987635315160/posts/default/8151748013530785798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165912987635315160/posts/default/8151748013530785798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetcornerlibrary.blogspot.com/2011/11/you-against-me-by-jenny-downham.html' title='You Against Me by Jenny Downham'/><author><name>Streetcorner Child</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16050325786241488385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SR2dZJSrBLQ/TPcQxkGKngI/AAAAAAAAAJU/wi7BdGFCpAc/S220/14%2Bst.%2Blucia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DaMfv2IhAuI/Ts3xxobYOKI/AAAAAAAAAL0/qqc-rFS0YRk/s72-c/You%2BAgainst%2BMe.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8165912987635315160.post-5781576770917980818</id><published>2011-09-15T05:01:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-15T18:22:19.560-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Gap Year by Sarah Bird</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lDy36HzwMOo/TfmovP4Hd6I/AAAAAAAAALs/-FeIYYskLUM/s1600/Gap%2BYear.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lDy36HzwMOo/TfmovP4Hd6I/AAAAAAAAALs/-FeIYYskLUM/s200/Gap%2BYear.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618707539790624674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Description from ARC: This is a novel &lt;em&gt;"about love that can both bind family members together and make them free, set in that precarious moment before your child leaves home for college. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cam Lightsey, lactation consultant, is a single mom, a suburban misfit who's given up her rebel dreams to set her only child on an upward path. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aubrey Lightsey, a pretty, shy girl who plays clarinet, is ready to explode from wanting her 'real' life to begin. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Aubrey meets Tyler Moldenhauer, football idol of students and teachers alike, the fuse is lit.  Aubrey metastasizes into Cam's worst teen nightmare: full of secrets and silences, uninterested in college.  Worse, on the sly she's in touch with her father, who left when she was two to join NEXT! - a celebrity-ridden cult - where he's a headline grabber.  As the novel unfolds - with emotional fireworks, humor, and edge-of-your-seat suspense - the dreams of daughter, mother and father chart an inevitable, but perhaps not fatal, collision ... &lt;/em&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started this book expecting a standard chick-lit-esque story of a teenage girl yearning to escape the nest and her over-protective mother who can't let go. While that plotline does exist within the book, Sarah Bird has crafted a delightful novel with so many more nuances and layers than that first bare-bones description could convey. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The novel is told from both Cam's (the mom) and Aubrey's (the daughter) perspectives; it also shifts in time over the course of Aubrey's senior year of high school.  Aubrey's voice is especially well-done - Bird clearly has a very strong awareness of the realities of late adolescence!  I found all of the characters to be interesting and well-written, from Cam, the lactaction-consultant/single mom, to Dori, her ageing hippie friend, to Aubrey and Tyler, two teenagers struggling to become individuals in the shadow of so many people's great expectations. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This book was, at turns, laugh-out-loud funny, tender, and even heartbreaking.  I think Bird got to the heart of the tough relationship between mother and daughter, and the painful reality that sometimes what we most desperately want is unachievable, and may not be the right thing for us anyway.  She explores the many 'gaps' in our lives, and how normal families try to fill them, with gentle humor and compassion. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the first book I've read by Sarah Bird, but it won't be the last. I give it 4 stars.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8165912987635315160-5781576770917980818?l=streetcornerlibrary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://streetcornerlibrary.blogspot.com/feeds/5781576770917980818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://streetcornerlibrary.blogspot.com/2011/09/gap-year-by-sarah-bird.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165912987635315160/posts/default/5781576770917980818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165912987635315160/posts/default/5781576770917980818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetcornerlibrary.blogspot.com/2011/09/gap-year-by-sarah-bird.html' title='The Gap Year by Sarah Bird'/><author><name>Streetcorner Child</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16050325786241488385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SR2dZJSrBLQ/TPcQxkGKngI/AAAAAAAAAJU/wi7BdGFCpAc/S220/14%2Bst.%2Blucia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lDy36HzwMOo/TfmovP4Hd6I/AAAAAAAAALs/-FeIYYskLUM/s72-c/Gap%2BYear.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8165912987635315160.post-5525152410839034857</id><published>2011-06-07T14:50:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-07T17:05:13.114-04:00</updated><title type='text'>When God Was a Rabbit by Sarah Winman</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sqpXtSfUtTo/Te6BYC50cOI/AAAAAAAAALc/QJwCtcMabvc/s1600/WHen%2BGod%2BWas%2Ba%2BRabbit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sqpXtSfUtTo/Te6BYC50cOI/AAAAAAAAALc/QJwCtcMabvc/s200/WHen%2BGod%2BWas%2Ba%2BRabbit.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615568035473813730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Flap Copy from ARC: &lt;em&gt;" ... Sarah Winman has written the story of a memorable young heroine, Elly, and her loss of innocence - a magical portrait of growing up and the pull and power of family ties.  From Essex and Cornwall to the streets of New York, from 1968 to the events of 9/11, 'When God Was a Rabbit' follows the evolving bond of love and secrets between Elly and her brother, Joe, and her increasing concern for an unusual best friend, Jenny Penny, who has secrets of her own."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To quote the publisher, "this is a book about a brother and a sister. It's a book about secrets and starting over, friendship and family, triumph and tragedy, and everything in between.  More than anything, it's a book about love in all its forms."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Winman's debut novel is divided in two - a humorous look at Elly's childhood relationships and trials, and a much more serious tackling of her adult life and the fractured connections she struggles to maintain.  Winman has created quite a cast of characters - from Joe, Elly's moody gay brother who would do anything to protect his little sister, to Nancy, the glamorous Hollywood-actress aunt whose bountiful and loving personality are the glue that keeps the family together, to Arthur and Ginger, elderly best friends who enter the family as guests at their bed-and-breakfast and never leave.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The tone of the book is certainly more serious than not, as Elly, Joe and Elly's best friend Jenny Penny struggle with abuse, sexual uncertainty, family drama and the stress of separation. Winman has defintely captured the pain and awkardness of lost innocence while stepping outside the standard coming-of-age mold. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The characters' voices are clear, and I really enjoyed Winman's descriptive, literal writing style - there were multiple moments where I couldn't help but laugh out loud. At the same time, I found certain elements of the plot to be unrealistic - honestly, how many bizarre turns of fortune can one family experience? I would have rated the novel higher had I found it to be more believable - as it is, I give it 3 stars for being well-written and creative. I definitely look forward to reading more from Sarah Winman in the future.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8165912987635315160-5525152410839034857?l=streetcornerlibrary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://streetcornerlibrary.blogspot.com/feeds/5525152410839034857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://streetcornerlibrary.blogspot.com/2011/06/when-god-was-rabbit-by-sarah-winman.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165912987635315160/posts/default/5525152410839034857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165912987635315160/posts/default/5525152410839034857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetcornerlibrary.blogspot.com/2011/06/when-god-was-rabbit-by-sarah-winman.html' title='When God Was a Rabbit by Sarah Winman'/><author><name>Streetcorner Child</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16050325786241488385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SR2dZJSrBLQ/TPcQxkGKngI/AAAAAAAAAJU/wi7BdGFCpAc/S220/14%2Bst.%2Blucia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sqpXtSfUtTo/Te6BYC50cOI/AAAAAAAAALc/QJwCtcMabvc/s72-c/WHen%2BGod%2BWas%2Ba%2BRabbit.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8165912987635315160.post-6219141065754196380</id><published>2011-06-03T01:50:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-03T03:01:09.704-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Heat Wave by Nancy Thayer</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lgGMchmj-a4/TeiGiMCN4UI/AAAAAAAAALU/lHoJUct8Adg/s1600/Heat%2BWave.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lgGMchmj-a4/TeiGiMCN4UI/AAAAAAAAALU/lHoJUct8Adg/s200/Heat%2BWave.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613884857421521218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Product Description from Amazon.com: &lt;em&gt;"Making the startling discovery that her family finances are in dire straits is only the latest shock endured by Carley Winsted after her husband’s sudden death from a heart attack. Resisting her in-laws’ well-meaning overtures to take in Carley and her two daughters, the young widow instead devises a plan to keep her family in their beloved home, a grand historic house on the island of Nantucket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The solution is right at Carley’s front door: transforming her expensive, expansive house into a bed-and-breakfast. Not everyone, however, thinks this plan prudent or quite respectable — especially not Carley’s mother-in-law. Further complicating a myriad of challenges, a friend forces Carley to keep a secret that, if revealed, will undo families and friendships. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When her late husband’s former law partner keeps showing up at the most unexpected times, Carley must cope with an array of mixed feelings. And then, during a late-summer heat wave, the lives of Carley and her friends and family will be forever changed in entirely unexpected ways.&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, let me specify that I received an ARC of this book - the above description comes from amazon.com because the description inside the ARC is clearly of a MUCH earlier version of the book, when the story was intended to take a very different turn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This novel would make a great beach read, despite beginning with a sad premise (that the heroine (Carley) has just been widowed and finds herself in dire financial straits.)  I think Thayer does a great job of introducing complex, interesting female characters - I'm just not sure she does a great job with the follow-through.  The trajectory of this novel was highly predictable, and I think cheapened my experience as a reader - as though the author didn't give me enough credit to appreciate a more complex storyline, or the real problems and stresses that the characters would most likely face in real life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall the story is light, a little fluffy and insubstantial for my taste. I enjoyed reading the book, and it was certainly a quick read, but I just wanted more from the story and from the characters - I wanted them to wow or surprise me in some way, and it never happened. I think Thayer has a knack for character creation, I hope she takes it one step farther next time. I give this book 2.5 stars.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8165912987635315160-6219141065754196380?l=streetcornerlibrary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://streetcornerlibrary.blogspot.com/feeds/6219141065754196380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://streetcornerlibrary.blogspot.com/2011/06/heat-wave-by-nancy-thayer.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165912987635315160/posts/default/6219141065754196380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165912987635315160/posts/default/6219141065754196380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetcornerlibrary.blogspot.com/2011/06/heat-wave-by-nancy-thayer.html' title='Heat Wave by Nancy Thayer'/><author><name>Streetcorner Child</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16050325786241488385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SR2dZJSrBLQ/TPcQxkGKngI/AAAAAAAAAJU/wi7BdGFCpAc/S220/14%2Bst.%2Blucia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lgGMchmj-a4/TeiGiMCN4UI/AAAAAAAAALU/lHoJUct8Adg/s72-c/Heat%2BWave.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8165912987635315160.post-7656013158192898419</id><published>2011-06-02T14:54:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-02T14:54:00.730-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Promise Me: How a Sister's Love Launched the Global Movement to End Breast Cancer... by Nancy Brinker</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IEfZjQuYyVQ/TeXipFm49uI/AAAAAAAAALI/9RJWvxyaYs8/s1600/Promise%2BMe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IEfZjQuYyVQ/TeXipFm49uI/AAAAAAAAALI/9RJWvxyaYs8/s200/Promise%2BMe.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613141706094999266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Flap Copy from ARC: &lt;em&gt;"Growing up in postwar Peoria, Illinois, Suzy and Nancy Goodman were inseparable, with the elegant, socially poised Suzy serving as younger sister Nancy's best friend and role model in the grand adventure of life.  Then, in 1977, at thirty-four, Suzy was diagnosed with breast cancer. Three years later, having endured uninformed doctors, multiple surgeries, and several grueling courses of chemotherapy and radiation, she died.  In one of the sisters' last conversations, Suzy begged Nancy to do something to stop the suffering. "Promise me, Nanny," she said. "Promise me you won't let it go on like this."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her heart broken, Nancy promised. "I swear, Suzy. Even if it takes the rest of my life."&lt;br /&gt;At that moment, Susan G. Komen for the Cure was born. &lt;br /&gt;Armed with only $200 and a shoebox filled with names, Nancy embarked on her thirty-year quest to change the way the world thought about, spoke about, and treated breast cancer - a quest that took on added urgency when she herself was diagnosed with the disease.  Through it all, she was aided by her husband, Norman Brinker, whose dynamic approach to business became Nancy's model for running her foundation ... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nancy was luckier than Suzy: she survived breast cancer and went on to turn SGK into the most influential health charity in the world.  To date, SGK has contributed some $1.5 billion for cutting=edge research and community programs.  And thanks to a sister's love, a diagnosis of breast cancer is no longer a death sentence."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Promise Me" is at heart the story of a family in motion - from Nancy and Suzy's early years together, to their young adulthood and the individual growth they shared, to Suzy's unexpected and tragic illness and death, to the promise Nancy made and was unable to forget, to Nancy's second marriage and the strength and resources that relationship afforded. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the start, Nancy and Suzy are two very different sisters being raised in a household with one common theme - that support of and service to others is the only true path to happiness and fulfillment. The girls are brought up smothered with love and family, but with a sense of duty to the less fortunate and the less appreciated. That attitude, instilled in them both by their incredible mother, shapes both women as they mature and become wives, mothers and active members of their communities. When Suzy is diagnosed with breast cancer, and her sad prognosis becomes clear to the family, Suzy extracts a promise from her baby sister - that Nancy will make it better for other women, that she will do everything in her power to change the experience of breast cancer for women everywhere - from the social silence to the drab hospital waiting room, Nancy must bring women's needs to the forefront of scientific research. The promise is made, though Nancy at first has no idea how to proceed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suzy's death is the catalyst for Nancy's action, and the first breath of life for Susan G. Komen for the Cure. The remainder of the book summarizes the various actions and goals of the organization, with personal vignettes peppered throughout. Nancy's relationship with her second husband, Norman Brinker, is explored in detail as he was a motivating and educating force in her efforts at building and then maintaining a successful non-profit organization. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This book is full of life, full of a sense of purpose but without a holier-than-thou attitude regarding that greater purpose. I think Brinker's strengh and personality are evident on every page, as are her intelligence and wide breadth of knowledge on all subjects relating to breast cancer. I found her 'memoir' to be honest, uplifting and also strongly grounded in reality - her voice is strong, her message clear, yet her vulnerability as a sister and a woman are embraced. I highly recommend this book, I want to share it with my sister right away.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8165912987635315160-7656013158192898419?l=streetcornerlibrary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://streetcornerlibrary.blogspot.com/feeds/7656013158192898419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://streetcornerlibrary.blogspot.com/2011/06/promise-me-how-sisters-love-launched.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165912987635315160/posts/default/7656013158192898419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165912987635315160/posts/default/7656013158192898419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetcornerlibrary.blogspot.com/2011/06/promise-me-how-sisters-love-launched.html' title='Promise Me: How a Sister&apos;s Love Launched the Global Movement to End Breast Cancer... by Nancy Brinker'/><author><name>Streetcorner Child</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16050325786241488385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SR2dZJSrBLQ/TPcQxkGKngI/AAAAAAAAAJU/wi7BdGFCpAc/S220/14%2Bst.%2Blucia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IEfZjQuYyVQ/TeXipFm49uI/AAAAAAAAALI/9RJWvxyaYs8/s72-c/Promise%2BMe.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8165912987635315160.post-2961738729998963209</id><published>2011-06-01T14:47:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-01T14:47:00.349-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I Could Love You by William Nicholson</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-q-8Awv_pUK8/TeXg7BP02cI/AAAAAAAAALA/K7WdmjoRG_I/s1600/I%2BCould%2BLove%2BYou.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-q-8Awv_pUK8/TeXg7BP02cI/AAAAAAAAALA/K7WdmjoRG_I/s200/I%2BCould%2BLove%2BYou.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613139815138908610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Flap Copy from ARC: &lt;em&gt;"Belinda decides that she wouldn't feel too guilty having an affair, but then finds out that her husband has beein doing more than thinking about it.  Meg loves Belinda's husband, Tom, but Matt, Meg's plumber, loves Meg.  Jack wants Chloe, but all he can get is Alice, and Alice feels like she can't get anybody.  Art and love intersect in this tragic tale of growing up and growing old, and the question is asked: can attaining happiness ever be as simple as we want it to be?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This novel is quite reminiscent of the movie 'Love Actually' - set in and around London during the Christmas holiday season, a cast of interconnected characters spanning all age groups seeks meaning in love and life. Nicholson has reasonable success making the characters' voices distinct, though for the first section of the novel I did have a hard time keeping track of which people were related, which were just friends and which ones were the most unknown. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The middle aged-group are battling the monotony of monogamy and the challenges of childrearing; the adolescents are either over-sexed or under-experienced, trying to navigate the complexities of sex and relationships; the oldest character has given up on life, feeling a lack of recognition of himself in the world, while the youngest child is desperately seeking attention and love in all the wrong places. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nicholson places his novel soundly in modernity, referencing and also mocking our obsession with things like Facebook and also tackling our perception of art, both traditional and modern. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I enjoyed this book, I found myself engaged in the characters' struggles and rooting for some and against others. I think Nicholson has an entertaining novel here that does a good job of capturing the way people often overthink their lives to an almost comical degree. I wish that some of the characters had been more developed, I wanted more from Matt the plumber and from Meg, his live interest - I think they might have been the most interesting stories in the book and their non-resolution left me a little wanting. But in general, I liked the book, it was an enjoyable read - I give it 3 stars.&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8165912987635315160-2961738729998963209?l=streetcornerlibrary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://streetcornerlibrary.blogspot.com/feeds/2961738729998963209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://streetcornerlibrary.blogspot.com/2011/06/i-could-love-you-by-william-nicholson.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165912987635315160/posts/default/2961738729998963209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165912987635315160/posts/default/2961738729998963209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetcornerlibrary.blogspot.com/2011/06/i-could-love-you-by-william-nicholson.html' title='I Could Love You by William Nicholson'/><author><name>Streetcorner Child</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16050325786241488385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SR2dZJSrBLQ/TPcQxkGKngI/AAAAAAAAAJU/wi7BdGFCpAc/S220/14%2Bst.%2Blucia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-q-8Awv_pUK8/TeXg7BP02cI/AAAAAAAAALA/K7WdmjoRG_I/s72-c/I%2BCould%2BLove%2BYou.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8165912987635315160.post-2158126626900972532</id><published>2011-06-01T02:38:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-01T02:46:38.928-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Friendship Bread by Darien Gee</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cA1ufu7RzzM/TeXfEhIVRpI/AAAAAAAAAK4/a_RfAaD0acQ/s1600/Friendship%2BBread.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cA1ufu7RzzM/TeXfEhIVRpI/AAAAAAAAAK4/a_RfAaD0acQ/s200/Friendship%2BBread.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613137779292980882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Description from 'Amazon.com': &lt;em&gt;"Friendship Bread begins with the mysterious present of starter bread batter and expands to show how the smallest gifts can change entire lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Julia Evarts has sustained a tragedy of heartbreaking proportions. She manages to care for her little daughter, but she can’t tolerate being near her once-beloved sister Livvy. Her marriage to her husband Mark hangs by a thread. Julia’s grief and estrangement is a constant torture for her. She can no longer find joy in her life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hannah de Brisay is a talented cellist who has devoted herself to her art from the age of three. She’s young, vibrant, and celebrated, when a back injury prevents her from playing professionally again. Philippe, her partner in marriage and in music, sticks her in the charming town of Avalon while he is away--playing, in all senses of the word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Madeline Davis has also had her share of sorrow. She’s older, though, and perhaps even wiser. Certainly she knows, as this captivating book shows, that nurturing others often helps you heal yourself. In her small tea salon, these women come together and begin the slow alchemy of friendship and personal transformation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Much more happens, too: an ambitious journalist named Edie causes problems for everyone in town; a sexy architect named Vivian works very hard to seduce Julia’s husband Mark; and Connie Coll loses her job as a Laundromat attendant with surprising consequences. Other residents of Avalon make delightful cameos as they deal with their unexpected gifts of Friendship Bread. Some are happy about it. Some aren’t."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read this book in one sitting during a 3 hour train ride. It was light, pleasant and certainly engaging. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The story begins when a woman with tragedy in her past and apathy in her present receives an anonymous gift - a bag of 'Amish Friendship Bread' starter. From that moment, we are drawn into the tiny Illinois town of Avalon, where life-long residents and newcomers of all description will find their lives entwined through the giving and receiving of these strange, gooey bags of batter. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the premise of the book is a little hokey, and the trajectories of each woman's story is predictable, but even so I really enjoyed reading it! I found myself rooting for the women, hoping that each would gain the intended 'right' perspective from the making and sharing of their baked goods.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gee's power of description is subtle and strong - there were times when I could almost smell the baking cinnamon through the pages. She brought women of all varieties to life throughout the story, and truly showed them as distinct individuals with whom I could really relate. Her male characters are under-developed but I think that was intentional, as for the most part they played relatively inconsequential roles in the story - only Mark, the husband of the very first recipient, is given much room to tell his story - but then, his story is integral to the movement of the plot. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really enjoyed this book, much more than I expected to - in general, "women's fiction" is not my cup of tea. I give it 4 stars, and definitely recommend it as a light and airy read.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8165912987635315160-2158126626900972532?l=streetcornerlibrary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://streetcornerlibrary.blogspot.com/feeds/2158126626900972532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://streetcornerlibrary.blogspot.com/2011/06/friendship-bread-by-darien-gee.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165912987635315160/posts/default/2158126626900972532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165912987635315160/posts/default/2158126626900972532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetcornerlibrary.blogspot.com/2011/06/friendship-bread-by-darien-gee.html' title='Friendship Bread by Darien Gee'/><author><name>Streetcorner Child</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16050325786241488385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SR2dZJSrBLQ/TPcQxkGKngI/AAAAAAAAAJU/wi7BdGFCpAc/S220/14%2Bst.%2Blucia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cA1ufu7RzzM/TeXfEhIVRpI/AAAAAAAAAK4/a_RfAaD0acQ/s72-c/Friendship%2BBread.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8165912987635315160.post-4258022634602360051</id><published>2011-04-23T03:41:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-23T03:47:29.612-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Backseat Saints by Joshilyn Jackson</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SR2dZJSrBLQ/TFpdIFG2GTI/AAAAAAAAAIg/GY0qlmuVPdE/s1600/Backseat+Saints.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SR2dZJSrBLQ/TFpdIFG2GTI/AAAAAAAAAIg/GY0qlmuVPdE/s200/Backseat+Saints.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501812288177707314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Flap Copy: &lt;em&gt;"Ro Grandee is the perfect Texas housewife. She's determined to be nothing like her long-missing mother - the one who left her with only a heap of old novels and her father's fists for company - so Ro keeps quiet and takes her husband's punches like a lady.  But Ro wasn't always this way.  Underneath her pastel skirts and hidden bruises lies Rose Mae Lolley, teenage spitfire, Alabama heartbreaker, and a crack shot with a pistol.  Rose Mae is resurrected when a gypsy's tarot cards foretell doom for dutiful Ro: her handsome husband is going to kill her. Unless she kills him first. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Armed with only her wit, her pawpy's ancient .45, and her dog Fat Gretel, Rose Mae hightails it out of Texas.  In a journey that is by turns harrowing and exhilerating, she uncovers long-buried truths about her family and herself, running from the man who will never let her go, on a mission to find the mother who did."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came into this book with high hopes - I've loved Jackson's previous novels and was looking forward to another gripping story. I was not disappointed. From the start, the plot grabs you, while Jackson's voice sparkles with wit even in the face of some serious subjects. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rose Mae, a good Southern Catholic girl, is the main character, though her alter-egos Mrs. Ro Grandee and Ivy Rose Wheeler play equally into the movement of the plot. Rose Mae was abandoned by her mother and left to her abusive, alcoholic father. Ro is Thom Grandee's beautiful, perfect punching bag of a wife. Ivy Rose has reached the end of her tether, and is running both from her husband and from her past. Rose, like most people, lives as a complex mix of all three and constantly seeks some order in her mind and in her life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think Jackson has a gift for developing characters in such a way that draws the reader in, post-reading, makes the characters difficult to shake.  Often stories of abuse can seem a little tired or predictable - Jackson took a difficult topic and gave it such an appealing, human voice that I was audibly rooting for her as I read. I highly recommend this book, 4 stars!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8165912987635315160-4258022634602360051?l=streetcornerlibrary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://streetcornerlibrary.blogspot.com/feeds/4258022634602360051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://streetcornerlibrary.blogspot.com/2011/04/backseat-saints-by-joshilyn-jackson.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165912987635315160/posts/default/4258022634602360051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165912987635315160/posts/default/4258022634602360051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetcornerlibrary.blogspot.com/2011/04/backseat-saints-by-joshilyn-jackson.html' title='Backseat Saints by Joshilyn Jackson'/><author><name>Streetcorner Child</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16050325786241488385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SR2dZJSrBLQ/TPcQxkGKngI/AAAAAAAAAJU/wi7BdGFCpAc/S220/14%2Bst.%2Blucia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SR2dZJSrBLQ/TFpdIFG2GTI/AAAAAAAAAIg/GY0qlmuVPdE/s72-c/Backseat+Saints.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8165912987635315160.post-8058861187742115343</id><published>2011-04-21T16:06:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-21T16:17:47.270-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Miles from Ordinary by Carol Lynch Williams</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lW4ghQzS3oM/TbCQs66ZmUI/AAAAAAAAAKw/LKoodspqa4k/s1600/Miles%2Bfrom%2BOrdinary.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lW4ghQzS3oM/TbCQs66ZmUI/AAAAAAAAAKw/LKoodspqa4k/s200/Miles%2Bfrom%2BOrdinary.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598133438224374082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Flap Copy from ARC: &lt;em&gt;"Thirteen-year-old Lacey wakes to a beautiful summer morning excited to begin her new job at the library, just as her mother is set to start work at the local grocery store.  Lacey hopes that her mother's ghosts have finally been laid to rest; after all, she seems so much better these days, and they really do need the money.  But as the hours tick by and memories come flooding back, a day full of hope spins terrifyingly out of control ..."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I loved Carol Lynch Williams' 'The Chosen One' when I read it a couple of years ago - 'Miles from Ordinary' certainly rose to the challenge of meeting and exceeding my expectations for Williams' next work. At the start of the book, thirteen-year-old Lacey has very reasonable hopes for her summer - jobs for herself and for her mom, and the chance to make a real friend for herself, someone who might share and understand her life. The book chronicles one day, from hopeful morning through to desperate and tragic evening, and captures with haunting realism the desperation Lacey feels when her mother disappears and her day - and life - fall apart. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Williams has a real knack for writing adolescence with honesty and tenderness - Lacey is a well-developed, nuanced character and I acutely felt her pain and distress through Williams' prose. I highly recommend this book, for YA and mature readers alike - 5 stars!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8165912987635315160-8058861187742115343?l=streetcornerlibrary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://streetcornerlibrary.blogspot.com/feeds/8058861187742115343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://streetcornerlibrary.blogspot.com/2011/04/miles-from-ordinary-by-carol-lynch.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165912987635315160/posts/default/8058861187742115343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165912987635315160/posts/default/8058861187742115343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetcornerlibrary.blogspot.com/2011/04/miles-from-ordinary-by-carol-lynch.html' title='Miles from Ordinary by Carol Lynch Williams'/><author><name>Streetcorner Child</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16050325786241488385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SR2dZJSrBLQ/TPcQxkGKngI/AAAAAAAAAJU/wi7BdGFCpAc/S220/14%2Bst.%2Blucia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lW4ghQzS3oM/TbCQs66ZmUI/AAAAAAAAAKw/LKoodspqa4k/s72-c/Miles%2Bfrom%2BOrdinary.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8165912987635315160.post-8390092070687870902</id><published>2011-04-15T01:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-15T01:59:00.563-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Wrecker by Summer Wood</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jBl7i2Tt1HQ/TafeCkUIbaI/AAAAAAAAAKo/Vqr01vtEjYQ/s1600/Wrecker.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jBl7i2Tt1HQ/TafeCkUIbaI/AAAAAAAAAKo/Vqr01vtEjYQ/s200/Wrecker.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595685197720350114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Flap Copy from ARC: &lt;em&gt;"It's June 1965 when Wrecker enters the world.  The war is waging in Vietnam, San Francisco is tripping toward flower power, and Lisa Fay, Wrecker's birth mother, is knocked nearly sideways by life as a single parent in a city she can barely manage to navigate on her own.  Three years later, she's in prison, and Wrecker is left to bounce around in the system before he's shipped off to live with distant relatives in the wilds of Humboldt County, California.  When he arrives he's scared and angry, ready to explode at the least thing, and quick to flee.  'Wrecker' is the story of this boy and the motley group of isolated eccentrics who come together to raise him, and become a family along the way."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summer Wood's novel tells the story of Wrecker, a destructive 3-year old who ends up in the custody of his uncle after his mother goes to prison.  When Uncle Len realizes he can't care for a child on his own, he turns to his neighbors - a motley group of women who've escaped their own lives and heartaches and started fresh at Bow Farm.  The plot follows Wrecker as he grows, but this book is about much more than one boy's journey into adulthood - Wood captures the essence of family in the most unconventional of packages, and really brings home the notion that love comes in all shapes, sizes and demonstrative forms. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some other reviewers felt removed from the characters and found it hard to relate to their problems - I disagree, I think Wood's characters are well-developed.  By the end of the novel, I felt that I knew each backstory, knew their problems and their joys. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think 'Wrecker' is a great portrait of family life, and the myriad ways that people change their lives for and because of the other people in their lives.  Once I started reading, I was reluctant to put the book down.  I give it 4 stars!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8165912987635315160-8390092070687870902?l=streetcornerlibrary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://streetcornerlibrary.blogspot.com/feeds/8390092070687870902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://streetcornerlibrary.blogspot.com/2011/04/wrecker-by-summer-wood.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165912987635315160/posts/default/8390092070687870902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165912987635315160/posts/default/8390092070687870902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetcornerlibrary.blogspot.com/2011/04/wrecker-by-summer-wood.html' title='Wrecker by Summer Wood'/><author><name>Streetcorner Child</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16050325786241488385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SR2dZJSrBLQ/TPcQxkGKngI/AAAAAAAAAJU/wi7BdGFCpAc/S220/14%2Bst.%2Blucia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jBl7i2Tt1HQ/TafeCkUIbaI/AAAAAAAAAKo/Vqr01vtEjYQ/s72-c/Wrecker.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8165912987635315160.post-6797669356527778819</id><published>2011-01-20T17:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-20T17:17:50.101-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Whole Wide Beauty by Emily Woof</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SR2dZJSrBLQ/TK69rx9wioI/AAAAAAAAAJI/oDVJ50V2K7U/s1600/The+Whole+Wide+Beauty.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SR2dZJSrBLQ/TK69rx9wioI/AAAAAAAAAJI/oDVJ50V2K7U/s200/The+Whole+Wide+Beauty.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525562352674572930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Flap Copy: &lt;em&gt;"David Freeman, the charismatic and renowned director of the Broughton Poetry Foundation, has always been more interested in his work than family, and his daughter feels the wound of his neglect.  David's intense passion for his work masks a complicated inner world, and his already fraught relationship with Katherine is further threatened when she falls in love with his protege, the poet Stephen Jericho.  Years earlier, Katherine abandoned her career as a dancer, and she is muffled by motherhood and a conventional marriage; with the affair, she senses freedom.  As she falls in love and her marriage starts to come apart, she begins to question the depth of the romance.  Her emotional journey leads her back to the north of England where she was brought up, to her father, and to her younger self, the passionate dancer."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;David is struggling to maintain his faltering poetry foundation, while his daughter is adrift after giving up her life as a dancer to become a wife and mother. The two have a distant and tense relationship, made worse by David's long-held secret and Katherine's new affair with David's favorite young poet, married-with-children Stephen Jericho. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The affair awakens a new passion in them both, leading Stephen to creative productivity and Katherine to a new sense of self. Meanwhile, David is diagnosed with cancer and must devote himself even more whole-heartedly to finding a wealthy benefactor for the Foundation, which pulls him even farther from his family. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woof's writing is sparse, her emotions buried deep under the surface of her characters' stiff outer personalities. The story here was not wildly compelling, but the characters' rich inner worlds and tumultuous ups and downs did make for a moving drama of love and family. I guess the plot doesn't matter so much, if the characters can carry the tale.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8165912987635315160-6797669356527778819?l=streetcornerlibrary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://streetcornerlibrary.blogspot.com/feeds/6797669356527778819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://streetcornerlibrary.blogspot.com/2011/01/whole-wide-beauty-by-emily-woof.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165912987635315160/posts/default/6797669356527778819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165912987635315160/posts/default/6797669356527778819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetcornerlibrary.blogspot.com/2011/01/whole-wide-beauty-by-emily-woof.html' title='The Whole Wide Beauty by Emily Woof'/><author><name>Streetcorner Child</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16050325786241488385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SR2dZJSrBLQ/TPcQxkGKngI/AAAAAAAAAJU/wi7BdGFCpAc/S220/14%2Bst.%2Blucia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SR2dZJSrBLQ/TK69rx9wioI/AAAAAAAAAJI/oDVJ50V2K7U/s72-c/The+Whole+Wide+Beauty.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8165912987635315160.post-6158730604903891551</id><published>2011-01-20T15:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-20T15:13:39.786-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweet Dates in Basra by Jessica Jiji</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SR2dZJSrBLQ/TFpgCwsY-3I/AAAAAAAAAIw/7psRhw4hZbs/s1600/Sweet+Dates+in+Basra.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SR2dZJSrBLQ/TFpgCwsY-3I/AAAAAAAAAIw/7psRhw4hZbs/s200/Sweet+Dates+in+Basra.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501815495333575538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Flap Copy from ARC: &lt;em&gt;"When two Iraqi families - one Jewish and one Muslim - break through a wall in their adjoining courtyard to accomodate a shared water pipe, two young boys, from two very different cultures, begin passing notes through the hole.  As the world disintegrates around them, these boys become fast friends and their families become a microcosm of the brotherhood many Jewish and Muslim families nurtured during the era following Iraq's independence.  In that period of promise and peril, the Jewish boy succumbs to a romance as timeless and fraught as Romeo and Juliet when he falls in love with, and compromises, a beautiful Marsh Arab maid, whos emother is determined to preserve her daughter's honor in a land where its loss is punishable by death. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Set during the tumultuous years surrounding World War II, this book is the redemptive story of an unlikely friendship and a forbidden love amid two converging worlds as well as a powerful reminder that human solidarity holds the potential for deliverance."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I began this book, I was afraid that my complete ignorance of the history of Iraq during WWII would hinder my enjoyment of the story - I worried that I would need background knowledge I didn't have. I needn't have been concerned. Jiji seamlessly wound a history lesson into her story of forbidden love, educating the reader while at the same time spinning a creative tale of fmaily and friendship. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kathmiya, a young teen sent to town from the marshes to work as a maid and earn money for the family, cannot understand why her father doesn't love her as much as her sister, or why he will not permit her to marry and live a normal life. In her loneliness, she turns to a friendship with Sharif, a young Jewish boy, though it would mean a death sentence were anyone to discover their relationship. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The novel starts with a barrage of characters that take a bit of time to sort out; once the family trees are clear, however, Jiji's story is a depiction of culture both beautiful and terrible. The ending is unexpected, as is Jiji's lack of sentimentality - her voice is strong and delivers a vibrant read.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8165912987635315160-6158730604903891551?l=streetcornerlibrary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://streetcornerlibrary.blogspot.com/feeds/6158730604903891551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://streetcornerlibrary.blogspot.com/2011/01/sweet-dates-in-basra-by-jessica-jiji.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165912987635315160/posts/default/6158730604903891551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165912987635315160/posts/default/6158730604903891551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetcornerlibrary.blogspot.com/2011/01/sweet-dates-in-basra-by-jessica-jiji.html' title='Sweet Dates in Basra by Jessica Jiji'/><author><name>Streetcorner Child</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16050325786241488385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SR2dZJSrBLQ/TPcQxkGKngI/AAAAAAAAAJU/wi7BdGFCpAc/S220/14%2Bst.%2Blucia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SR2dZJSrBLQ/TFpgCwsY-3I/AAAAAAAAAIw/7psRhw4hZbs/s72-c/Sweet+Dates+in+Basra.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8165912987635315160.post-7920596141503119602</id><published>2010-12-21T23:42:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-22T04:02:33.747-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Weird Sisters by Eleanor Brown</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SR2dZJSrBLQ/TRGDvG2ZIjI/AAAAAAAAAKE/4hdnyKXgEbg/s1600/Weird%2BSisters.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SR2dZJSrBLQ/TRGDvG2ZIjI/AAAAAAAAAKE/4hdnyKXgEbg/s200/Weird%2BSisters.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553364660840374834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Flap Copy from ARC: &lt;em&gt;"The Andreas family is one of readers - books are their passion and their solace.  The father is a bit eccentric.  A renowned professor who communicates almost exclusively in Shakespearean verse, he named all three of his daughters for great Shakespearean women: Rosalind (Rose), Bianca (Bean), and Cordelia (Cordy.)  As a result, they find that they have a lot to live up to. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each of the sisters has found her life nothing like what she had thought it would be - and when they are suddenly faced with their parents' frailty and their own disappointments and setbacks, their usual quicl salve of a book can't solve what ails them.  When they each return to their childhood home - ostensibly to take care of their ailing mother, but really to lick their wounds - they are dismayed to find the others there ... To their surprise, the three discover that they are more similar than they ever imagined, and their childhood town and their sisterly bond offer much more than they ever expected."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Andreas family certainly has more quirks than most, but in many ways they are a normal family - three sisters with individual problems and insecurities, a scholarly father who can't separate his work from his life, and a loving but absentminded mother who has her own issues to handle.  Rose is the eldest, with all the fears that come from losing the attention and honor of being the only child. Bean is the quintessential middle child, desperate for attention and seeking it in all the wrong places - with disastrous results. And Cordy, the baby of the group, has always been indulged and is finding out now, more than a little too late, that she needs to stand on her own two feet. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brown's writing style is funny and lyrical; her understanding of Shakespeare and her clever insertions of his lines throughout the characters' dialogue turned this family story into a literate delight.  The omniscient narrator (apparently the three sisters speaking as one voice) took a little getting used to, but Brown's skillful combination of flashbacks and the present day wove a complete and entertaining tale of family life in the face of widely varied obstacles.  I definitely recommend this novel with 3.5 stars - I mean really, who can resist a little iambic pentameter?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8165912987635315160-7920596141503119602?l=streetcornerlibrary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://streetcornerlibrary.blogspot.com/feeds/7920596141503119602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://streetcornerlibrary.blogspot.com/2010/12/weird-sisters-by-eleanor-brown.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165912987635315160/posts/default/7920596141503119602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165912987635315160/posts/default/7920596141503119602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetcornerlibrary.blogspot.com/2010/12/weird-sisters-by-eleanor-brown.html' title='The Weird Sisters by Eleanor Brown'/><author><name>Streetcorner Child</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16050325786241488385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SR2dZJSrBLQ/TPcQxkGKngI/AAAAAAAAAJU/wi7BdGFCpAc/S220/14%2Bst.%2Blucia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SR2dZJSrBLQ/TRGDvG2ZIjI/AAAAAAAAAKE/4hdnyKXgEbg/s72-c/Weird%2BSisters.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8165912987635315160.post-8274904243844561507</id><published>2010-12-04T03:43:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-04T04:06:47.325-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Night Road by Kristin Hannah</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SR2dZJSrBLQ/TPoDwdOnY9I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/y5V4ldl86rE/s1600/Night%2BRoad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 121px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SR2dZJSrBLQ/TPoDwdOnY9I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/y5V4ldl86rE/s200/Night%2BRoad.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546750022074721234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Product Description from Amazon.com: "&lt;em&gt;Jude Farraday is a happily married, stay-at-home mom who puts everyone’s needs above her own. Her twins, Mia and Zach, are bright and happy teenagers. When Lexi Baill enters their lives, no one is more supportive than Jude. A former foster child with a dark past, Lexi quickly becomes Mia’s best friend. Then Zach falls in love with Lexi and the three become inseparable. But senior year of high school brings unexpected dangers. In an instant, Jude's idyllic life is shattered and her close-knit community is torn apart. People - and Jude - demand justice, and when the finger of blame is pointed, it lands solely on eighteen-year-old Lexi Baill. In a heartbeat, their love for each other will be shattered, the family broken. Lexi gives up everything that matters to her - the boy she loves, her place in the family, the best friend she ever had - while Jude loses even more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Lexi returns, older and wiser, she demands a reckoning. Long buried feelings will rise again, and Jude will finally have to face the woman she has become. She must decide whether to remain broken or try to forgive both Lexi … and herself."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read this book in one evening, staying up late because I couldn't put it down.  Hannah's descriptions are vivid and her characters are real - I felt as though their struggles were my own; their emotional upheaval affected me and kept me turning the pages.  Lexi, Zach and Mia felt like people I had always known; Jude was just like so many moms I knew in high school. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were moments in the story that were predictable, for sure (it's hard to write a rich kid/poor kid relationship without falling into at least a couple of standard literary traps) but I definitely found myself surprised more often than not. When tragedy struck, I could truly feel the fabric of these characters' lives ripping apart. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hannah raises profound questions about motherhood, friendship, identity, loss and forgiveness. I know the product description hints to a chick-lit story aimed mostly at women - and yes, I do believe women are more likely to respond to the story and it's players, but I do not want to label this novel as chick-lit - Hannah deserves the credit for crafting a truly enjoyable, finely nuanced and complex work of literary fiction. I give this book 5 stars, and strongly recommend that readers scoop it up when it hits the shelves in March 2011.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8165912987635315160-8274904243844561507?l=streetcornerlibrary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://streetcornerlibrary.blogspot.com/feeds/8274904243844561507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://streetcornerlibrary.blogspot.com/2010/12/night-road-by-kristin-hannah.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165912987635315160/posts/default/8274904243844561507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165912987635315160/posts/default/8274904243844561507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetcornerlibrary.blogspot.com/2010/12/night-road-by-kristin-hannah.html' title='Night Road by Kristin Hannah'/><author><name>Streetcorner Child</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16050325786241488385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SR2dZJSrBLQ/TPcQxkGKngI/AAAAAAAAAJU/wi7BdGFCpAc/S220/14%2Bst.%2Blucia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SR2dZJSrBLQ/TPoDwdOnY9I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/y5V4ldl86rE/s72-c/Night%2BRoad.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8165912987635315160.post-7500551834956602063</id><published>2010-12-01T22:44:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-01T23:16:11.372-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Trespass by Rose Tremain</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SR2dZJSrBLQ/TPcXwyKGm7I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/oPgiY7moFkA/s1600/Trespass.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SR2dZJSrBLQ/TPcXwyKGm7I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/oPgiY7moFkA/s200/Trespass.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545927592995363762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Flap Copy from ARC: &lt;em&gt;"In a silent valley in Southern France stands an isolated stone farmhouse, the Mas Lunel. Aramon, the owner, is so haunted by his violent past that he's become incapable of all meaningful action, letting his hunting dogs starve and his land go to ruin.  Meanwhile, his sister Audrun, alone in her modern bungalow within sight of the Mas Lunel, dreams of exacting retribution for the unspoken betrayals that have blighted her life.  Into this closed world comes Anthony Verey, a wealthy but disillusioned antiques dealer from London.  When he sets his sights on the Mas, a frightening an unstoppable series of consequences is set in motion."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This book tells a dark tale of the trespasses we visit upon one another, as well as those we commit against the land we walk and the world in which we live.  On the one hand are Aramon and Audrun, on the other Anthony Verey and his sister Veronica. The lives of these four intersect when Anthony travels to France to visit Veronica, and then sets his sights on buying the Mas Lunel. All of these characters are over sixty years old, and all are living as much in a more vibrant past as in their dismal present day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tremain's prose is haunting, her language lyrical and descriptive and at the same time somehow sparse. The darkness in her characters' hearts is palpable to the reader, as is their growing despair. I found the novel to be at times unrelentingly grim, however, and though I was engaged in the story, I was more than ready to finish and shelve the book. I give it 3 stars - for the quality of the writing and for the power of the haunting feelings I was left with long after I was finished reading.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8165912987635315160-7500551834956602063?l=streetcornerlibrary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://streetcornerlibrary.blogspot.com/feeds/7500551834956602063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://streetcornerlibrary.blogspot.com/2010/12/trespass-by-rose-tremain.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165912987635315160/posts/default/7500551834956602063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165912987635315160/posts/default/7500551834956602063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetcornerlibrary.blogspot.com/2010/12/trespass-by-rose-tremain.html' title='Trespass by Rose Tremain'/><author><name>Streetcorner Child</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16050325786241488385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SR2dZJSrBLQ/TPcQxkGKngI/AAAAAAAAAJU/wi7BdGFCpAc/S220/14%2Bst.%2Blucia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SR2dZJSrBLQ/TPcXwyKGm7I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/oPgiY7moFkA/s72-c/Trespass.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8165912987635315160.post-4462585903962525395</id><published>2010-05-13T16:29:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-14T01:30:05.136-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='YA'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fiction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='4 stars'/><title type='text'>She's So Dead to Us by Kieran Scott</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/41CSOJDhUoL._SL160_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 106px; height: 160px;" src="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/41CSOJDhUoL._SL160_.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Flap Copy from ARC: &lt;em&gt;"Ally Ryan would rather be in Maryland.  She would rather be anywhere, in fact, than Orchard Hill, site of her downfall.  Well, not hers exactly, but when your father's hedge fund goes south and all your friends lose their trust funds, things don't look so sunny for you.  So her mother moved them away to flee the shame.  But now they're moving back.  Back to the country club, new car every year, family came over on the Mayflower lifestyle that Ally has outgrown.  But there are bright sides.  Like gorgeous Jake Graydon.  Ally and Jake instantly like each other, but it won't be easy for them to be together - not if his friends (her former friends) have anything to say about it.  Is Ally ready to get thrown back into the drama of the life she left behind?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This novel may be geared at teenagers but I thoroughly enjoyed it too, and I'm quite a few years out of high school! Scott alternates narration from both Ally's and Jake's point of view, keeping the voices real, believable and very endearing.  I could feel Ally's embarassment, and her anger, and just the unfairness of it all, as though it were happening to me.  Jake's emotions were very real too - the pressure of following his friends' lead, the desire to be the cool kid but also nice at the same - his teenage-boy-angst was palpable, and cringe-worthy.  Scott did an excellent job with characterization and dialogue, while keeping the story light and highly entertaining.  I would absolutely recommend this book, 4 stars!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8165912987635315160-4462585903962525395?l=streetcornerlibrary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://streetcornerlibrary.blogspot.com/feeds/4462585903962525395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://streetcornerlibrary.blogspot.com/2010/05/shes-so-dead-to-us-by-kieran-scott.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165912987635315160/posts/default/4462585903962525395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165912987635315160/posts/default/4462585903962525395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetcornerlibrary.blogspot.com/2010/05/shes-so-dead-to-us-by-kieran-scott.html' title='She&apos;s So Dead to Us by Kieran Scott'/><author><name>Streetcorner Child</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16050325786241488385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SR2dZJSrBLQ/TPcQxkGKngI/AAAAAAAAAJU/wi7BdGFCpAc/S220/14%2Bst.%2Blucia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8165912987635315160.post-5576100419296133144</id><published>2010-05-12T15:42:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-14T01:27:23.580-04:00</updated><title type='text'>City Boy by Edmund White</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/518obF8qKiL._SL160_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 106px; height: 160px;" src="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/518obF8qKiL._SL160_.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Flap Copy: &lt;em&gt;"When Edmund White left the Midwest after college he had an opportunity to pursue a Ph.D. at Harvard.  Instead, he followed a lover to New York City. &lt;em&gt;'City Boy' &lt;/em&gt; chronicles the remarkable life he made for himself in the 1960s and '70s, in a city economically devastated but incandescent with art and ideas ... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recalling life in a more sordid Manahattan, in an era of transformation, White records his ambitions and desires, remembers lovers and literary heroes, and displays the wit, candor and generosity that have defined his unique voice over the decades."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I received this book in November and tried to read it then but couldn't get through it. I picked it up twice more before finally finishing it, and after all that effort to read the book I'm a little disappointed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;White spins an engaging story, mixing comic anecdotes with serious reflection on himself and his peers at a time of great change in their lives - but I just wasn't interested. An excessive amount of name dropping turned me off from the very beginning, and the rest of the book did little to change my impressions.  I think White has a lot of interesting things to say, and overall is an insightful and talented writer - clearly, since he overcame the early writers' block he describes in the book to publish 23 books - but his prose here was clumsy, often repetitive and even gossipy in tone. I thought I would like that casual, 'have I got a story for you' feel - instead it made the book a difficult one for me to finish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I understand that White's life and writing have been vastly impacted by the time and place in which his adult life began - there were times, however, many times throughout the book, where entire paragraphs read like a roster of the literary and cultural icons of his time. Good for him, for meeting and observing all of those people. But was that all he had to write about?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8165912987635315160-5576100419296133144?l=streetcornerlibrary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://streetcornerlibrary.blogspot.com/feeds/5576100419296133144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://streetcornerlibrary.blogspot.com/2010/05/city-boy-by-edmund-white.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165912987635315160/posts/default/5576100419296133144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165912987635315160/posts/default/5576100419296133144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetcornerlibrary.blogspot.com/2010/05/city-boy-by-edmund-white.html' title='City Boy by Edmund White'/><author><name>Streetcorner Child</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16050325786241488385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SR2dZJSrBLQ/TPcQxkGKngI/AAAAAAAAAJU/wi7BdGFCpAc/S220/14%2Bst.%2Blucia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8165912987635315160.post-5610555979188802652</id><published>2010-04-01T13:00:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-01T16:48:09.935-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='5 stars'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='YA'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='review'/><title type='text'>Gemma by Meg Tilly</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/41CWp91lPWL._SL160_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 108px; height: 160px;" src="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/41CWp91lPWL._SL160_.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Description from Amazon.com: &lt;em&gt;"After Hazen Wood kidnaps 12 year-old Gemma Sullivan, the two embark upon a cross-country journey that tests the limits of Gemma's endurance. In graphic scenes of physical and sexual violence, Hazen tries to destroy the young girl's will. It is only Gemma's childlike resilience and fertile imagination that protect her from the worst of the abuse she suffers. And in the end, the healing power of unconditional love gives Gemma the courage to speak out against her abuser at last--reclaiming her dignity as a human being." &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been hard for me to write a review of this novel - I read it several months ago, and my visceral reaction to it remains strong, but I've had trouble putting that feeling into words. Gemma is a smart, tough, creative 12-year-old who we quickly learn has been regularly raped since age 8 by her mother's low-life boyfriend.  At the beginning of the book he sells her for $100 to another child molester, Hazen Wood, who becomes obsessed and kidnaps Gemma, taking her on a cross-country abuse and torture spree.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The story is told from alternating points-of-view, first Gemma then Hazen, which adds an element of raw truth to Tilly's well-written prose. Gemma's voice is quiet, shy - she survives solely on the basis of her vivid imagination; Hazen, meanwhile, is violent and obsessed, and sick too - he alternates between hurting Gemma and wanting to comfort her. The descriptions of Gemma's abuse are graphic and horrifying; the awful glimpses into the mind of her abuser are terrifying too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This book was hard to read, and impossible to put down.  I give Tilly 5 stars, but caution the sensitive reader - the images depicted herein will not quickly fade.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8165912987635315160-5610555979188802652?l=streetcornerlibrary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://streetcornerlibrary.blogspot.com/feeds/5610555979188802652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://streetcornerlibrary.blogspot.com/2010/04/gemma-by-meg-tilly.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165912987635315160/posts/default/5610555979188802652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165912987635315160/posts/default/5610555979188802652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetcornerlibrary.blogspot.com/2010/04/gemma-by-meg-tilly.html' title='Gemma by Meg Tilly'/><author><name>Streetcorner Child</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16050325786241488385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SR2dZJSrBLQ/TPcQxkGKngI/AAAAAAAAAJU/wi7BdGFCpAc/S220/14%2Bst.%2Blucia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8165912987635315160.post-5045685228462060179</id><published>2010-01-27T22:12:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T09:26:01.018-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2.5 stars'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fiction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='review'/><title type='text'>The Only True Genius in the Family by Jennie Nash</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.book-club-queen.com/images/the-only-true-genius-in-the-family-by-jennie-nash-45983.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 104px; height: 160px;" src="http://www.book-club-queen.com/images/the-only-true-genius-in-the-family-by-jennie-nash-45983.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Flap Copy: &lt;em&gt;"Claire's father always said that in their family, genius skipped a generation.  Maybe he was right.  The daughter of a legendary landscape photographer and the mother of a painter whose career is about to take off, Claire has carved out a practical living as a commercial photographer.  It may not earn her glory, but it's paid for a good life in a beautiful house on the beach. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When her father suddenly dies, Claire loses faith in the work she has devoted her life to - and worse, begins to feel jealous of her daughter's success.  But as she helps prepare a retrosopective of her famous father's photographs, Claire uncovers revelations about him that change everything she believes about herself as a mother, a daughter, and an artist ..."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This book was a quick read, and I found myself grateful for that.  I think Nash took on two very real problems - grieving for the death of a parent while still trying to parent one's own children, and struggling as an adult to find a place in the world and in one's own life - but she let the characters slip too deeply into cliched speech and behavior.  It's very interesting to consider the ways in which parents injure their children, often without realizing, and the ways that childhood events linger in memory and influence adult behavior. But in my opinion Nash's characters were more annoying than compelling, their dialogue stilted and their emotions overdrawn. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nash's exploration of the nature of creativity was definitely the most interesting aspect of this book for me - she questions whether we are all born with a seed within us that some people are just better equipped (or enabled) to express, or whether some people have genius and some just don't.  Claire is a successful commercial photographer, but compared to her father's iconic work her successes seem insubstantial.  She is haunted by his greatness, as well as by her daughter's seeming genius - did she get left out of the creative gene pool?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This book had potential, and definitely tackled some interesting questions; I just don't think Nash executed her ideas to the best of her intentions.  The novel wasn't bad, but it wasn't great either - I give it 2.5 stars, I think I could find much better chick lit or family drama without too much effort.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8165912987635315160-5045685228462060179?l=streetcornerlibrary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://streetcornerlibrary.blogspot.com/feeds/5045685228462060179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://streetcornerlibrary.blogspot.com/2010/01/only-true-genius-in-family-by-jennie.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165912987635315160/posts/default/5045685228462060179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165912987635315160/posts/default/5045685228462060179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetcornerlibrary.blogspot.com/2010/01/only-true-genius-in-family-by-jennie.html' title='The Only True Genius in the Family by Jennie Nash'/><author><name>Streetcorner Child</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16050325786241488385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SR2dZJSrBLQ/TPcQxkGKngI/AAAAAAAAAJU/wi7BdGFCpAc/S220/14%2Bst.%2Blucia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8165912987635315160.post-4277316248572224785</id><published>2010-01-26T12:00:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T09:35:32.481-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='5 stars'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='review'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='historical fiction'/><title type='text'>Alice I Have Been by Melanie Benjamin</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bLQmU-aUsfc/Srw-PJ5GqxI/AAAAAAAABiU/rOnsKxprkck/s400/Alice+I+Have+Been.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 104px; height: 160px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bLQmU-aUsfc/Srw-PJ5GqxI/AAAAAAAABiU/rOnsKxprkck/s400/Alice+I+Have+Been.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Flap Copy from ARC: &lt;em&gt;"Who was Alice Pleasance Liddell?  Eighty-year-old Alice mines her way to the heart of this question - speaking of the implacable mother who raised her, of the prince who loved her, of the sons she sent off to war, of the love affair that shattered her life.  She reflects upon her halcyon days in Oxford: days of great privilege and greater tragedy, of being courted by royalty, and of finding life beyond the rabbit hole in a tumultuous but astonishing journey. In a novel that blends fact and fiction, a feather in the winds of literary history is ensnared as a woman reminisces about a lifetime spend trying to escape Wonderland - and of at last learning to embrace it."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who doesn't have a childhood memory of &lt;em&gt;Alice's Adventures in Wonderland&lt;/em&gt; - the book or the Disney movie or both - few works of literature are so widely beloved. Benjamin's tale, told from the viewpoint of an elderly Alice looking back on a life lived in the shadow of her childhood self, was a poignant and engrossing look at the life of Alice Liddell, the 'real' Alice in Wonderland. I never knew more than that the book was inspired by a real girl - reading this novel made me want to learn more about the history of the original work. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think Benjamin truly captured the essence of Alice's voice throughout the book, as an adult looking back at herself, her family and friends and trying to remember the people and events she has spent most of her life trying to forget. I felt for Alice, trapped in a house with an austere, uncaring mother, a distant father and a manipulative older sister; she was always the odd one out, struggling to find her place.  She knew she didn't fit in; she knew that she was different, that she viewed the world differently than her peers -- it was this difference, which she longed to celebrate, that drew the attention of Charles Dobson and set in motion a chain of events that would change Alice's life forever. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This novel was a great read, a story about a story that I've always wished to further understand.  Though the complete truth about the relationship between Dodson and Liddell will never be known, this well-imagined tale captured my interest and also my heart. One of the best books I've read this year - I highly recommend it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8165912987635315160-4277316248572224785?l=streetcornerlibrary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://streetcornerlibrary.blogspot.com/feeds/4277316248572224785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://streetcornerlibrary.blogspot.com/2010/01/alice-i-have-been-by-melanie-benjamin.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165912987635315160/posts/default/4277316248572224785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165912987635315160/posts/default/4277316248572224785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetcornerlibrary.blogspot.com/2010/01/alice-i-have-been-by-melanie-benjamin.html' title='Alice I Have Been by Melanie Benjamin'/><author><name>Streetcorner Child</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16050325786241488385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SR2dZJSrBLQ/TPcQxkGKngI/AAAAAAAAAJU/wi7BdGFCpAc/S220/14%2Bst.%2Blucia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bLQmU-aUsfc/Srw-PJ5GqxI/AAAAAAAABiU/rOnsKxprkck/s72-c/Alice+I+Have+Been.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8165912987635315160.post-3339028945862148318</id><published>2010-01-25T19:15:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T10:27:58.841-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='memoir'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='review'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='4 stars'/><title type='text'>Someday My Prince Will Come by Jerramy Fine</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.jerramyfine.com/images/jerramy_fine_paperback2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 105px; height: 161px;" src="http://www.jerramyfine.com/images/jerramy_fine_paperback2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Flap Copy: &lt;em&gt;"Jerramy Fine wants to be a princess.  At age six, she announces that she is going to meet and marry the Queen of England's grandson and as she gets older, not once does she change her mind.  But growing up with hippie parents in the middle of a rodeo-loving farm town makes finding her prince a bigger challenge than Jerramy ever bargained for.  How can she prepare to lead a royal life when she's surrounded by nothing but tofu and tractors?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jerramy spends her childhood writing love letters to Buckingham Palace, and years later, when her sense of destiny finally brings her to London, she dives headfirst into a whirlwind of champagne-fueled society parties in search of her royal soul mate.  She drinks way too many martinis and kisses far too many Hugh Grant look-alikes, but life in England is not the fairy tale she hoped it would be.  Her flatmates are lunatics, London is expensive, and British boys (despite their cute accents) are infuriating.  Sure, she's rubbing shoulders with Princess Anne, Earl Spencer and the Duchess of York - but will she ever meet her prince&lt;/em&gt;?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This entertaining memoir had me at times laughing out loud, cringing with empathy and dreaming of my own royal future.  Though I'm not sure I fully support her 20-year quest to marry a prince, I can't fault that level of dedication and tenacity - Fine is a girl and then a woman on a mission, never letting widely varied setbacks deter her from her dream.  Fine's wry humor and honest voice carry the book, which often seems more like fiction than memoir - I'm so glad it wasn't! Fine's spot-on descriptions of life in London - from her prison of a dorm to her crazy flatmates and her bizarre social life - were even funnier because I knew they were true ... they also eerily mimicked some of my own experiences as a grad student at LSE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I highly recommend this book to anyone looking for a little romance, a lot of laughter and big dreams.  Though I wish that Fine could have turned such intense devotion to a cause more worthy in my mind than finding the perfect man, I love her for the effort and for the resulting hilarious read.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8165912987635315160-3339028945862148318?l=streetcornerlibrary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://streetcornerlibrary.blogspot.com/feeds/3339028945862148318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://streetcornerlibrary.blogspot.com/2010/01/someday-my-prince-will-come-by-jerramy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165912987635315160/posts/default/3339028945862148318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165912987635315160/posts/default/3339028945862148318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetcornerlibrary.blogspot.com/2010/01/someday-my-prince-will-come-by-jerramy.html' title='Someday My Prince Will Come by Jerramy Fine'/><author><name>Streetcorner Child</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16050325786241488385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SR2dZJSrBLQ/TPcQxkGKngI/AAAAAAAAAJU/wi7BdGFCpAc/S220/14%2Bst.%2Blucia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8165912987635315160.post-652345959256478502</id><published>2010-01-21T15:05:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T10:43:55.489-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1 star'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christian fiction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='review'/><title type='text'>Saving Cicadas by Nicole Seitz</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SR2dZJSrBLQ/S1i1II0i7ZI/AAAAAAAAAGs/DxX966jff50/s1600-h/Saving+Cicadas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 104px; height: 160px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SR2dZJSrBLQ/S1i1II0i7ZI/AAAAAAAAAGs/DxX966jff50/s200/Saving+Cicadas.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429288502206590354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Book description: &lt;em&gt;"When single mother Priscilla Lynn Macy learns she's having another child unexpectedly, she packs the family into the car to escape. Eight-year-old Janie and Rainey Dae, her seventeen-year-old sister with special needs, embark on the last family vacation they'll ever take with Poppy and Grandma Mona in the back seat. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The trip seems aimless until Janie realizes they are searching for the father who left them years ago. When they can't find him, they make their way to Forest Pines, SC. Priscilla hasn't been to her family home in many years and finds it a mixed blessing of hope, buried secrets, and family ghosts. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Through eyes of innocence, Janie learns the hard realities of life and the difficult choices grownups make. And she must face disturbing truths about the people she loves in order to carry them in the moments that matter most."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are reasons that I avoid reading Christian fiction - this book encompasses all of those reasons, and then some.  I was extremely disappointed with this novel, which did not bill itself as Christian-themed, but rather as a Southern family drama. Seitz did write some interesting characters, people whose lives I could have been interested in learning more about; her overly simplistic handling of Priscilla's unplanned pregnancy, however, and her preachy, anti-abortion message that read like bad propoganda completely turned me off even the most compelling moments in the novel - not that there were many to begin with.  Add to these elements a lot of off-putting talk about God and angels and 'surprise' plot twists that were wholly predictable and you get a dull novel that I couldn't wait to finish. The book description and marketing plan should absolutely indicate the heavy-handed Christian content so that readers can make a more informed purchasing decision.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8165912987635315160-652345959256478502?l=streetcornerlibrary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://streetcornerlibrary.blogspot.com/feeds/652345959256478502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://streetcornerlibrary.blogspot.com/2010/01/saving-cicadas-by-nicole-seitz.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165912987635315160/posts/default/652345959256478502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165912987635315160/posts/default/652345959256478502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetcornerlibrary.blogspot.com/2010/01/saving-cicadas-by-nicole-seitz.html' title='Saving Cicadas by Nicole Seitz'/><author><name>Streetcorner Child</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16050325786241488385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SR2dZJSrBLQ/TPcQxkGKngI/AAAAAAAAAJU/wi7BdGFCpAc/S220/14%2Bst.%2Blucia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SR2dZJSrBLQ/S1i1II0i7ZI/AAAAAAAAAGs/DxX966jff50/s72-c/Saving+Cicadas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8165912987635315160.post-8111237095448051200</id><published>2010-01-12T12:00:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T10:29:36.295-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2.5 stars'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fiction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='review'/><title type='text'>Shadow Baby by Alison McGhee</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.alisonmcghee.com/images/shadowb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 105px; height: 161px;" src="http://www.alisonmcghee.com/images/shadowb.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Flap Copy: &lt;em&gt;"Eleven-year-old Clara winter (she prefers the lowercase and she has her reasons) is struggling to find the truth about her imssing father and twin sister, but her mother refuses to reveal any information.  When Clara begins interviewing her elderly neighbor Georg Kominsky for a school assignment, she finds that he is equally reticent about his own concealed history.  Precocious and imaginative, Clara invents Mr. Kominsky's history just as she invents lives for the people missing from her own shadowy past.  In this remarkable story of family and friendship, the unlikely pair of Clara and Mr. Kominsky embarks on a journey that leads them to discover what matters most in life and to find the scattered pieces of themselves."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really, really wanted to like this book. I was a shy, quirky kid and lived a lot of the time in my own head. I had an elderly neighbor who was not only my mentor but for most of my childhood absolutely my best friend and confidante, a lady who, like Georg Kominsky did for Clara, helped me find myself.  But I could not get through &lt;em&gt;Shadow Baby&lt;/em&gt; with any ease - I found reading more than a few pages to be like pulling teeth. And it wasn't the story's fault, I certainly related to it and was interested by the overall lack of plot and the overwhelming focus on internal monologue and inventive storytelling. McGhee's writing was engaging, if at times a bit repetitive.  But there was something missing, something crucial that made me struggle with every page. It was like the story had all the right components, but no life.  Clara wasn't cutely precocious, she was annoyingly so. Her mother's complete lack of empathy was such a stereotypical view of the struggling single mom, it didn't do her or her own tragic experiences any justice. The only character I found redeeming was Georg, and we barely saw or knew him, we only knew Clara's overly precious ideas about him.  I give this book 2.5 stars, I think McGhee could have done a lot better.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8165912987635315160-8111237095448051200?l=streetcornerlibrary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://streetcornerlibrary.blogspot.com/feeds/8111237095448051200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://streetcornerlibrary.blogspot.com/2010/01/shadow-baby-by-alison-mcghee.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165912987635315160/posts/default/8111237095448051200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165912987635315160/posts/default/8111237095448051200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetcornerlibrary.blogspot.com/2010/01/shadow-baby-by-alison-mcghee.html' title='Shadow Baby by Alison McGhee'/><author><name>Streetcorner Child</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16050325786241488385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SR2dZJSrBLQ/TPcQxkGKngI/AAAAAAAAAJU/wi7BdGFCpAc/S220/14%2Bst.%2Blucia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8165912987635315160.post-3725037529219505954</id><published>2010-01-11T18:10:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T10:31:18.305-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='5 stars'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fiction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='review'/><title type='text'>People of the Book by Geraldine Brooks</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://cortfreelib.files.wordpress.com/2008/07/brooks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 105px; height: 161px;" src="http://cortfreelib.files.wordpress.com/2008/07/brooks.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Flap Copy: &lt;em&gt;"In 1996, a rare book expert is offered the job of a lifetime: analysis and conservation of a mysterious, beautifully illuminated Hebrew manuscript created in fifteenth-century Spain and recently saved from destruction during the shelling of Sarajevo's libraries.  When Hanna Heath, a caustic Aussie loner with a passion for her work, discovers a series of tiny artifacts in the book's ancient binding - an insect-wing fragment, wine stains, salt crystals, a white hair - she begins to unlock the mysteries of the book's eventful past and to uncover the dramatic stories of those who created it and those who risked everything to protect it."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This wonderful book captivated me from start to finish. A work of fiction, it tracks the journey of the Sarajevo Haggadah through time and around the globe. Brooks presents the book's possible past as a series of narratives, each told from a different perspective and a different place in time; she personalizes this truly remarkable work of art and history and gives life to the remarkable resilience of the book's creators and its protectors. As Hanna Heath dissects various artifacts found in the manuscript and wonders at their provenance she also discovers her own family history, making a personal journey that Brooks managed to keep realistic as well as compelling.  She also captured the heart and spirit of the city of Sarajevo and its people in brief real-time glimpses throughout the narrative - if I hadn't already lived there and seen the Haggadah muself, this book would have made me consider that unlikely vacation.  I highly recommend this book, 5 gold stars!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8165912987635315160-3725037529219505954?l=streetcornerlibrary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://streetcornerlibrary.blogspot.com/feeds/3725037529219505954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://streetcornerlibrary.blogspot.com/2010/01/people-of-book-by-geraldine-brooks.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165912987635315160/posts/default/3725037529219505954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165912987635315160/posts/default/3725037529219505954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetcornerlibrary.blogspot.com/2010/01/people-of-book-by-geraldine-brooks.html' title='People of the Book by Geraldine Brooks'/><author><name>Streetcorner Child</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16050325786241488385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SR2dZJSrBLQ/TPcQxkGKngI/AAAAAAAAAJU/wi7BdGFCpAc/S220/14%2Bst.%2Blucia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8165912987635315160.post-5976734063684725624</id><published>2009-10-15T16:00:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T10:42:22.107-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='5 stars'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fiction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='review'/><title type='text'>The Promised World by Lisa Tucker</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://cdn.sheknows.com/articles/PromisedWorld_Cover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 105px; height: 161px;" src="http://cdn.sheknows.com/articles/PromisedWorld_Cover.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Flap Copy from ARC: &lt;em&gt;"On a March afternoon, while Lila Cole is working in her quiet office, her twin brother, Billy, points an unloaded rifle out of a hotel window across from an elementary school, closing down a city block.  "Suicide by police" was obviously Billy's intended result, but the aftermath of his death brings shock after shock for Lila when she discovers that her twin - the person she thought she was closer to than anyone in the world - was not only estranged from his wife, but also charged with endangering the life of his middle child and namesake, eight-year-old William."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This engrossing tale delves deep into the power of memory and the often blurry lines between actual events and the stories we're told about those events.  The focus of the book are Lila and Billy, a set of unusually close fraternal twins whose lives and stories are enwtined more than anyone can imagine. After Billy's death Lila completely breaks down, leaving her husband Patrick - a man who has always valued reason and logic over emotion - to sift through what he knows and what he is told to piece together the truth about Lila and Billy's childhood. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Often poignant and incredibly readable, this novel was very well-written and I highly recommend it with 5 stars. Every family has its secrets, some more so than others - I think Tucker truly captured the quiet darkness that exists deep in the recesses of the human mind. She also tackled the very interesting topic of twins and the unique bonds they share, sometimes to the detriment of their other relationships. This book will make you think; it'll make you call your sibling or your mom; it will certainly make you want to read more from Lisa Tucker.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8165912987635315160-5976734063684725624?l=streetcornerlibrary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://streetcornerlibrary.blogspot.com/feeds/5976734063684725624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://streetcornerlibrary.blogspot.com/2009/10/promised-world-by-lisa-tucker.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165912987635315160/posts/default/5976734063684725624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165912987635315160/posts/default/5976734063684725624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetcornerlibrary.blogspot.com/2009/10/promised-world-by-lisa-tucker.html' title='The Promised World by Lisa Tucker'/><author><name>Streetcorner Child</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16050325786241488385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SR2dZJSrBLQ/TPcQxkGKngI/AAAAAAAAAJU/wi7BdGFCpAc/S220/14%2Bst.%2Blucia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8165912987635315160.post-1018827006361787087</id><published>2009-10-14T21:47:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T10:42:54.074-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='review'/><title type='text'>The Day the Falls Stood Still by Cathy Marie Buchanan</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SR2dZJSrBLQ/SrpcLy5keZI/AAAAAAAAAF0/e7pp-3RWBEw/s1600-h/The+Day+the+Falls+Stood+Still.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SR2dZJSrBLQ/SrpcLy5keZI/AAAAAAAAAF0/e7pp-3RWBEw/s200/The+Day+the+Falls+Stood+Still.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384717662186404242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Flap Copy from ARC: &lt;em&gt;"The year is 1915, the dawn of the hydroelectric era in Niagra Falls.  Seventeen-year-old Bess Heath has led a life of comfort and ease as the younger daughter of the director of the Niagra Power Company.  But when a tragedy leaves her beautiful sister dead and her family disgraced, Bess's life is transformed beyond imagination.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At a time when the stunts of daredevils are as much fodder for town gossip as her own family's plight, when fortunes are made and lost as quickly as lives disappear, Bess must navigate suddenly unfamiliar territory.  There to help her is Tom Cole, a handsome, rough-hewn riverman with a mystical ability to predict the whims of the river and the falls.  His daring rescues render him a local hero - while launching a string of events that casts him as a threat to the power companies and puts Bess and Tom's future together to risk."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Set in Canadian Niagra between 1915 and 1923, Buchanan's debut novel is a historical, naturalist love story.  With some characters and events loosely based on true historic figures and a looming and powerful Falls dominating nearly every page, this novel was certainly interesting but fell a little short on plot strength towards the end.  I liked Bess and Tom, and was certainly rooting for them to succeed in life and love.  I thought Tom especially was very well drawn - I found his deep and abiding relationship with the river and the falls to be both fascinating and a little chilling - that he was based on a real riverman of the era made him even more appealing. Their lives were perhaps overfull of tragic events, but I think that the realities of the era lend themselves well to such drama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think Buchanan's writing is clear and strong, and her characters are well-voiced. She captured the life of the times as well as the history and power of the Falls; she also incorporated a strong environmental message that would have been important then and still resonates now. I enjoyed the book, and would definitely recommend it with 3.5 stars - be prepared however, for a rushed and perhaps overly simple ending which in my opinion greatly reduced the impact of the novel as a whole.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8165912987635315160-1018827006361787087?l=streetcornerlibrary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://streetcornerlibrary.blogspot.com/feeds/1018827006361787087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://streetcornerlibrary.blogspot.com/2009/10/day-falls-stood-still-by-cathy-marie.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165912987635315160/posts/default/1018827006361787087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165912987635315160/posts/default/1018827006361787087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetcornerlibrary.blogspot.com/2009/10/day-falls-stood-still-by-cathy-marie.html' title='The Day the Falls Stood Still by Cathy Marie Buchanan'/><author><name>Streetcorner Child</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16050325786241488385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SR2dZJSrBLQ/TPcQxkGKngI/AAAAAAAAAJU/wi7BdGFCpAc/S220/14%2Bst.%2Blucia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SR2dZJSrBLQ/SrpcLy5keZI/AAAAAAAAAF0/e7pp-3RWBEw/s72-c/The+Day+the+Falls+Stood+Still.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8165912987635315160.post-4990235533199920319</id><published>2009-09-11T12:52:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T10:42:54.074-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='review'/><title type='text'>Testimony by Anita Shreve</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SR2dZJSrBLQ/SqqCqN2mijI/AAAAAAAAAFc/6m8rjBxKFeU/s1600-h/Testimony.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SR2dZJSrBLQ/SqqCqN2mijI/AAAAAAAAAFc/6m8rjBxKFeU/s200/Testimony.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380256366632274482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Flap Copy: &lt;em&gt;"Enter a world upended by the repercussions of a single impulsive action. At an exclusive New England boarding school, a sex scandal unleashes a storm of shame and recrimination.  The men, women, and teenagers affected - among them the headmaster, struggling to contain the scandal before it destroys the school; a well-liked scholarship student and star basketball player, grappling with the consequences of his mistakes; his mother, confronting her own forbidden temptations; and a troubled teenage girl eager to put the past behind her - speak out to relate the events of one fateful night and its aftermath."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a tragic yet wonderful book about the ways in which several intertwined lives can be derailed, or worse, destroyed, in one thoughtless moment. The narrative is told from several different points of view and travels back and forth through a limited period of time - this tactic might have been confusing from a lesser author, but Shreve kept each voice so clear and distinct that I had no trouble falling seamlessly into the many stories being told. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The idea of teenagers and sex isn't new, nor is it often particularly interesting - here, though, the story was less about sex and more about reason and consequence, about the fine lines between action and reaction.  Four students and one night had the power to change the course of history for themselves, their parents and their school at large - a power they never considered nor ever seemed fully to realize throughout the story. Shreve captured the various characters and kept them rich and true to life, and though I had a feeling early on where the story would end, I couldn't put it down until I got there and saw for myself.  I highly recommend this book - 5 stars!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8165912987635315160-4990235533199920319?l=streetcornerlibrary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://streetcornerlibrary.blogspot.com/feeds/4990235533199920319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://streetcornerlibrary.blogspot.com/2009/09/testimony-by-anita-shreve.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165912987635315160/posts/default/4990235533199920319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165912987635315160/posts/default/4990235533199920319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetcornerlibrary.blogspot.com/2009/09/testimony-by-anita-shreve.html' title='Testimony by Anita Shreve'/><author><name>Streetcorner Child</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16050325786241488385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SR2dZJSrBLQ/TPcQxkGKngI/AAAAAAAAAJU/wi7BdGFCpAc/S220/14%2Bst.%2Blucia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SR2dZJSrBLQ/SqqCqN2mijI/AAAAAAAAAFc/6m8rjBxKFeU/s72-c/Testimony.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8165912987635315160.post-1812420469877375024</id><published>2009-09-08T14:22:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T10:42:54.075-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='review'/><title type='text'>The Private Papers of Eastern Jewel by Maureen Lindley</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SR2dZJSrBLQ/SqaifdTvM0I/AAAAAAAAAFU/xJbJR7gKasQ/s1600-h/Private+Papers+of+Eastern+Jewel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SR2dZJSrBLQ/SqaifdTvM0I/AAAAAAAAAFU/xJbJR7gKasQ/s200/Private+Papers+of+Eastern+Jewel.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379165466267693890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Flap Copy from ARC: &lt;em&gt;"Peking, 1914.  When the eight-year-old princess Eastern Jewel is caught spying on her father's liason with a servant girl, she is banished from the palace, sent to live with a powerful family in Japan.  Renamed Yoshiko Kawashima, she quickly falls in love with her adoptive country, where she earns a scandalous reputation, taking fencing lessons, smoking opium and entertaining numerous lovers.  Sent to Mongolia to become an obedient wife, Yoshiko mounts a daring escape and eventually finds her way back to Peking high society - this time with orders from the Japanese secret service."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, I wish this book had been billed as pure fiction, rather than 'based on a true story'. I'm not sure how much truth Lindley managed to include in her story - I'm not sure that very much truth is actually known about Eastern Jewel.  While her life and story would be riveting to explore, this novel seems taken entirely from Lindley's imagination and relies far too heavily on the princess and her supposed sexual exploits to fuel every plot twist. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The book is well-written and was a fast and enjoyable read, but I'm left with a definite distaste for Lindley's portrayal of life in Asia during such a tumultuous historical period.  Eastern and Western characters alike are presented as stereotyped caricatures of real people, while the placement of plot points in actual history seemed disjointed - time is skewed, as 'years passed' but Eastern Jewel had only aged one year. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I give Lindley 3 stars for her vivid descriptions and smooth, easy writing style, but I wish she'd chosen pure fiction and left claims to historical accuracy for another genre.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8165912987635315160-1812420469877375024?l=streetcornerlibrary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://streetcornerlibrary.blogspot.com/feeds/1812420469877375024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://streetcornerlibrary.blogspot.com/2009/09/private-papers-of-eastern-jewel-by.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165912987635315160/posts/default/1812420469877375024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165912987635315160/posts/default/1812420469877375024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetcornerlibrary.blogspot.com/2009/09/private-papers-of-eastern-jewel-by.html' title='The Private Papers of Eastern Jewel by Maureen Lindley'/><author><name>Streetcorner Child</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16050325786241488385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SR2dZJSrBLQ/TPcQxkGKngI/AAAAAAAAAJU/wi7BdGFCpAc/S220/14%2Bst.%2Blucia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SR2dZJSrBLQ/SqaifdTvM0I/AAAAAAAAAFU/xJbJR7gKasQ/s72-c/Private+Papers+of+Eastern+Jewel.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8165912987635315160.post-3944620665319930116</id><published>2009-09-01T13:49:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T10:42:54.075-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='review'/><title type='text'>The Maze Runner by James Dashner</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SR2dZJSrBLQ/Sp1mfcRdwRI/AAAAAAAAAFM/RO6qxTV6Fx0/s1600-h/The+Maze+Runner.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SR2dZJSrBLQ/Sp1mfcRdwRI/AAAAAAAAAFM/RO6qxTV6Fx0/s200/The+Maze+Runner.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376566220501664018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Flap Copy from ARC: &lt;em&gt;"When Thomas wakes up in the lift, the only thing he can remember is his first name.  He has no recollection of his parents, his home, or how he got where he is.  His memory is blank.  But he's not alone.  When the lift's doors open, Thomas finds himself surrounded by kids who welcome him to the Glade, a large expanse enclosed by stone walls. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just like Thomas, the Gladers don't know why or how they got to the Glade.  All they know is that every morning, for as long as anyone can remember, the stone doors to the maze that surrounds them have opened.  Every night, for just as long, they've closed tight.  Every thirty days a new boy is delivered in the lift.  And no one wants to be stuck in the maze after dark.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Gladers were expecting Thomas's arrival.  But the next day, a girl is sent up - the first girl ever to arrive in the Glade.  And more surprising yet is the message she delivers.  The Gladers have always been convinced that if they can solve the maze that surrounds the Glade, they might find their way home ... wherever that may be.  But it's looking more and more as if the maze is unsolvable.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And something about the girl's arrival is starting to make Thomas feel different.  Something is telling him that he just might have some answers - if he can only find a way to retrieve the dark secrets locked within his own mind."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kudos to Dashner for writing a fast-paced and riveting young adult novel, one that kept me questioning right along with the characters and still guessing at the end. &lt;em&gt;The Maze Runner&lt;/em&gt; is an easy and engaging read and I highly recommend it for teens and adults alike - 4 stars.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That being said, I am extremely frustrated by the abrupt ending both to the adventure and to the book itself.  I understand there's a trilogy, but I want each book to function as well as a stand-alone read, either with some resolution or with an actual ending. I was so caught up in the boys' struggle, so ready for them to solve the Maze, or at least escape it, and then suddenly we're at an epilogue, written from a different narrative point-of-view, and I'm left only with clear foreshadowing of events to come in later books. But what about this book? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found Dashner's writing to be clear and age appropriate, and his character development was very good, especially considering that none of the kids actually have any memories of themselves before the Glade - he still created distinct and realistic personality traits and flaws. But I was disappointed at the end of my reading - I will certainly look for the next book in the series, but I wish I felt like I had truly finished this one!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8165912987635315160-3944620665319930116?l=streetcornerlibrary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://streetcornerlibrary.blogspot.com/feeds/3944620665319930116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://streetcornerlibrary.blogspot.com/2009/09/maze-runner-by-james-dashner.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165912987635315160/posts/default/3944620665319930116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165912987635315160/posts/default/3944620665319930116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetcornerlibrary.blogspot.com/2009/09/maze-runner-by-james-dashner.html' title='The Maze Runner by James Dashner'/><author><name>Streetcorner Child</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16050325786241488385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SR2dZJSrBLQ/TPcQxkGKngI/AAAAAAAAAJU/wi7BdGFCpAc/S220/14%2Bst.%2Blucia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SR2dZJSrBLQ/Sp1mfcRdwRI/AAAAAAAAAFM/RO6qxTV6Fx0/s72-c/The+Maze+Runner.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8165912987635315160.post-5144609621146921505</id><published>2009-08-12T15:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T10:42:54.075-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='review'/><title type='text'>Mercury in Retrograde by Paula Froelich</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SR2dZJSrBLQ/Sn59eehgpBI/AAAAAAAAAFE/CUgQvUZ3GZo/s1600-h/Mercury+in+Retrograde.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SR2dZJSrBLQ/Sn59eehgpBI/AAAAAAAAAFE/CUgQvUZ3GZo/s200/Mercury+in+Retrograde.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367865768415372306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Flap Copy from ARC: &lt;em&gt;"In this debut novel, the lives of three women intersect when they each decide to move into the same SoHo apartment building.  Penelope Mercury is an intrepid reporter at the New York Telegraph who spends her days pounding the pavement in every borough to meet the unreasonable demands of her boss.  She aspires to covering courtroom drama for the paper, but on one disastrous day, instead of being promited, she gets fired.  Lena 'Lipstick Carcrash' Lippencrass is an Upper East Side socialite who works at the high fashion magazine Y and loses her perfect apartment after her wealthy parents cut her off from her trust fund.  And Dana Gluck is a corporate lawyer on the verge of becoming a partner who has seen her marriage and prospects for motherhood disappear, leaving her almost comatose with depression. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As these three very different women become friends, they soon discover that having their carefully planned lives fall to pieces might have been the best thing that could have ever happened to them."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite a mildly formulaic feel and a very happy but a little too pat ending, I was surprised at how thoroughly I enjoyed reading this book. Three down-on-their-luck women end up in the same SoHo apartment building and rebuild their lives largely through their helpful and often hilarious interactions with one another. Each character is well-conceived and carefully drawn, and watching them wrestle with personal and professional failures (and eventually successes!)was made highly engaging by Froelich's strong and confident prose. This book is definitely worth the read, and proves that even when the stars are aligned against you, anything can happen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8165912987635315160-5144609621146921505?l=streetcornerlibrary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://streetcornerlibrary.blogspot.com/feeds/5144609621146921505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://streetcornerlibrary.blogspot.com/2009/08/mercury-in-retrograde-by-paula-froelich.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165912987635315160/posts/default/5144609621146921505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165912987635315160/posts/default/5144609621146921505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetcornerlibrary.blogspot.com/2009/08/mercury-in-retrograde-by-paula-froelich.html' title='Mercury in Retrograde by Paula Froelich'/><author><name>Streetcorner Child</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16050325786241488385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SR2dZJSrBLQ/TPcQxkGKngI/AAAAAAAAAJU/wi7BdGFCpAc/S220/14%2Bst.%2Blucia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SR2dZJSrBLQ/Sn59eehgpBI/AAAAAAAAAFE/CUgQvUZ3GZo/s72-c/Mercury+in+Retrograde.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8165912987635315160.post-5224773939747947673</id><published>2009-08-11T17:45:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T10:42:54.075-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='review'/><title type='text'>American Wife by Curtis Sittenfeld</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SR2dZJSrBLQ/SnaGaL1bdgI/AAAAAAAAAE8/-QvoWyxxpkY/s1600-h/American+Wife.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SR2dZJSrBLQ/SnaGaL1bdgI/AAAAAAAAAE8/-QvoWyxxpkY/s200/American+Wife.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365623790470133250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Flap Copy: &lt;em&gt;"On what might become one of the most significant days in her husband's presidency, Alice Blackwell considers the strange and unlikely path that has led her to the White House - and the repercussions of a life lived, as she believes, "almost in opposition to itself."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A kind, bookish only child born in the 1940s, Alice learned the virtues of politeness early on from her stolid parents and small Wisconsin hometown.  Alice candidly describes her modest upbringing and the tragedy that shaped her identity; she recalls her early adulthood as a librarian, and her surprising courtship with the man who swept her off her feet; she tells of the crisis that almost ended their marriage; and she confides the privileges and difficulties of being first lady, a role that is uniquely cloistered yet public, secretive yet exposed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As her husband's presidency enters its second term, Alice finds herself increasingly conflicted.  Ultimately she must confront contradictions years in the making and face questions nearly impossible to answer."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Curtis Sittenfeld's novel, loosely based on the life of Laura Bush but clearly more full of fiction than reality, was interesting and frustrating at the same time.  Divided into four parts that represent the major periods in Alice's life, the book explores a coming-of-age in Riley, Wisconsin, the steady life of a public school librarian, the early days of married life and then finally the mystique of the White House. The first parts of the book were definitely more engaging and better written - by the time we hit the grat denouement, I was so tired of Alice and Charlie that I couldn't have cared less. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My biggest frustration came from the face that Alice is a study in contradictions, some too implausible for me to bear.  She's a well-read, intelligent woman who makes every effort never to speak for herself.  She is actively passive, always holding back, soothing ruffled feathers and letting her own thoughts and needs fall by the wayside.  She is a liberal Democrat who marries into a staunchly Republican family and somehow supports her husband's political ambitions. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a complex look at marriage, loyalty, responsibility and choice, Sittenfeld's third novel succeeds and even shines. But as a story that should engage and question the reader, the book falls a bit short.  Still worth the read though, if only for the voyeuristic thrill of a novel that may contain just a bit of truth!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8165912987635315160-5224773939747947673?l=streetcornerlibrary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://streetcornerlibrary.blogspot.com/feeds/5224773939747947673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://streetcornerlibrary.blogspot.com/2009/08/american-wife-by-curtis-sittenfeld.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165912987635315160/posts/default/5224773939747947673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165912987635315160/posts/default/5224773939747947673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetcornerlibrary.blogspot.com/2009/08/american-wife-by-curtis-sittenfeld.html' title='American Wife by Curtis Sittenfeld'/><author><name>Streetcorner Child</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16050325786241488385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SR2dZJSrBLQ/TPcQxkGKngI/AAAAAAAAAJU/wi7BdGFCpAc/S220/14%2Bst.%2Blucia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SR2dZJSrBLQ/SnaGaL1bdgI/AAAAAAAAAE8/-QvoWyxxpkY/s72-c/American+Wife.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8165912987635315160.post-4897331719410195145</id><published>2009-07-31T13:00:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T10:42:54.076-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='review'/><title type='text'>The Actor and the Housewife by Shannon Hale</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SR2dZJSrBLQ/SlzwQhSTrbI/AAAAAAAAAEk/Rk4CZ6YUyhs/s1600-h/The+Actor+and+the+Housewife.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SR2dZJSrBLQ/SlzwQhSTrbI/AAAAAAAAAEk/Rk4CZ6YUyhs/s200/The+Actor+and+the+Housewife.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358421823267777970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Flap Copy: &lt;em&gt;"Mormon Housewife Becky Jack is seven months pregnant with her fourth child when she meets celebrity heartthrob Felix Callahan. A few hours, one elevator ride, and one alcohol-free dinner later something has happened, though nothing has happened ... It isn't sexual. It isn't even quite love. But soon Felix shows up in Salt Lake City to visit and before they know what's hit them, Felix and Becky are best friends - talk-on-the-phone, drop-everything-in-an-emergency, laugh-out-loud-at-stupid-jokes best friends. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Becky's loving and devoted husband, Mike, is mostly unconcerned. Her children roll their eyes. Her large extended family and neighbors gossip endlessly. But Felix and Becky have something special, something unusual, something that seems from the outside - and sometimes from the inside too - completely impossible to sustain."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since finishing this book (which I did very easily, it's a quick and entertaining read) I have been struggling with how to review it. On the one hand, it's a fun tale about a normal woman who has the unlikely good fortune to meet her celebrity crush and actually find a meaningful friendship with him. Their banter is witty and their improbable friendship weathers the occasional storm just like any relationship, with spousal jealousies, the demands of work and family and general differences of opinion getting in the way. The story is often laugh-out-loud funny, and the characters are endearing in their own strange ways. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, there were many times while reading that I wanted to just shake the book, or the characters within it, for the completely unrealistic moral overtones that I found leaping from most of the pages. Are there really people out there who believe it impossible for married women to have male friends, or vice versa? Are there families out there who would stage minor interventions because a sibling had a friend and the rest feared for her moral soul? I have no problem with storylines that contain religion or spirituality, but I want the devotion to seem realistic, I want to believe that the characters are people of faith, but real people. With this book I'm just not sure I bought it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All that being said, I definitely recommend this book - it's not your standard chick-lit, the main character being far less independent than most heroines of the genre - if nothing else you'll have a good laugh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8165912987635315160-4897331719410195145?l=streetcornerlibrary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://streetcornerlibrary.blogspot.com/feeds/4897331719410195145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://streetcornerlibrary.blogspot.com/2009/07/actor-and-housewife-by-shannon-hale.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165912987635315160/posts/default/4897331719410195145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165912987635315160/posts/default/4897331719410195145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetcornerlibrary.blogspot.com/2009/07/actor-and-housewife-by-shannon-hale.html' title='The Actor and the Housewife by Shannon Hale'/><author><name>Streetcorner Child</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16050325786241488385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SR2dZJSrBLQ/TPcQxkGKngI/AAAAAAAAAJU/wi7BdGFCpAc/S220/14%2Bst.%2Blucia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SR2dZJSrBLQ/SlzwQhSTrbI/AAAAAAAAAEk/Rk4CZ6YUyhs/s72-c/The+Actor+and+the+Housewife.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8165912987635315160.post-200575505347278360</id><published>2009-07-30T16:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T10:42:54.076-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='review'/><title type='text'>The Crying Tree by Naseem Rakha</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SR2dZJSrBLQ/SnIB-UwotcI/AAAAAAAAAE0/_yB5czL7vSY/s1600-h/The+Crying+Tree.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SR2dZJSrBLQ/SnIB-UwotcI/AAAAAAAAAE0/_yB5czL7vSY/s200/The+Crying+Tree.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364352276387902914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Flap Copy from ARC: &lt;em&gt;"The quiet and contented life of Irene and Nate Stanley and their two children, Bliss and Shep, is turned on its head when Nate comes home one day to announce he's been offered a job as a deputy sheriff in Oregon.  Irene fights her husband about moving ... she cannot shake her misgivings about the move ... They are settling into their life in Oregon's high desert when tragedy strikes.  Fifteen-year-old Shep is brutally shot to death in their new home, and the family reels with the unspeakable loss ... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Irene waits, week after week, for justice; for the man who killed her son to be executed.  Those weeks turn into months, and then years.  All the while Irene and her famly become more alienated from one another and even themselves.  Ultimately, faced with a growing sense of depression and isolation, ... Irene makes an extraordinary decision to write a letter to her son's killer on death row.  What she doesn't expect is that he will write back and the two will engage in a secret correspondence for years."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In &lt;em&gt;The Crying Tree&lt;/em&gt; Naseem Rakha tells the story of a family destroyed by tragedy and fueled by emotion and vengeance, a mother, father and daughter trying desperately to find a way to live beyond their loss, and failing miserably. Individual grief makes them strangers to one another, allowing secrets to lie dormant for years and forcing each to live alone within the family unit.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the killer's execution is finally scheduled, Irene is faced with emotions she never expected - she hated this man so much, but through years of secret communication has come to view him differently.  When their hidden relationship comes to light, other family secrets are also revealed (though I had guessed to big secret fairly early in the novel, I think Rahka does a wonderful job building momentum and keeping the reader interested until the end) and each family member must seek a new kind of forgiveness. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm labeling this book a must-read - the character development is compelling and real, the plot moves at a good pace and the widely varied emotions are portrayed with heart-wrenching accuracy. Rahka took a difficult story of loss and a political argument about the death penalty and melded them into a very human tale that forces the reader to stop and think. Four stars - read this book, give it to a friend, and then discuss!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8165912987635315160-200575505347278360?l=streetcornerlibrary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://streetcornerlibrary.blogspot.com/feeds/200575505347278360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://streetcornerlibrary.blogspot.com/2009/07/crying-tree-by-naseem-rakha.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165912987635315160/posts/default/200575505347278360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165912987635315160/posts/default/200575505347278360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetcornerlibrary.blogspot.com/2009/07/crying-tree-by-naseem-rakha.html' title='The Crying Tree by Naseem Rakha'/><author><name>Streetcorner Child</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16050325786241488385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SR2dZJSrBLQ/TPcQxkGKngI/AAAAAAAAAJU/wi7BdGFCpAc/S220/14%2Bst.%2Blucia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SR2dZJSrBLQ/SnIB-UwotcI/AAAAAAAAAE0/_yB5czL7vSY/s72-c/The+Crying+Tree.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8165912987635315160.post-8035489784944764541</id><published>2009-07-14T14:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T10:42:54.076-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='review'/><title type='text'>Hollywood is Like High School with Money by Zoey Dean</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SR2dZJSrBLQ/Sk-WM66jVMI/AAAAAAAAAEU/Ax0P58heRoU/s1600-h/Hollywood+is+Like+High+School.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SR2dZJSrBLQ/Sk-WM66jVMI/AAAAAAAAAEU/Ax0P58heRoU/s200/Hollywood+is+Like+High+School.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354663630684247234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Flap Copy from ARC: &lt;em&gt;"Tewnty-four-year-old Taylor Henning has just landed her dream job as an assistant at a major movie studio.  But when her catty coworkers trick her into almost getting fired, she realizes that the old saying 'Hollywood is like school with money' just may be true.  The thing is, Taylor wasn't exactly a social butterfly in high school - how is she supposed to do any better the second time around?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's when she meets her boss's popular 16-year-old daughter, Quinn, and has an epiphany: Maybe this teenager can teach her how to use her queen bee tactics to succeed in the Hollywood popularity contest.  Quinn comes up with a plan to teach Taylor one lesson a week - everything from 'Fake it 'til you make it' to 'It's never your fault' - and soon Taylor finds herself winning the war against rival assistant Kylie.  Until, that is, she's directed to steal Kylie's boyfriend, and something happens that's not in the game plan: Taylor falls for the guy.  Now she must do the impossible - harness her inner mean girl while staying true to herself."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obviously the premise of this book first struck me as a knockoff of &lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;The Devil Wears Prada&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.  I was pleasantly surprised, however, to discover that this was not another tale of assistants putting up with impossibly awful bosses; rather, Taylor's boss was not the problem - she's the kind of classy lady you would want to work for - instead it was Taylor's fellow assistant who turned out to be the complete psycho. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taylor's character wasn't wildly appealing, but the story was funny, fast-paced and truly captured the lives of many assistants. I was interested, I wanted Taylor to prevail over her seemingly-insane roommate and her shallow judgemental co-workers - even when the story took some unrealistic turns, I was rooting for Taylor to win. I definitely recommend this book as a quick and fun summer read.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8165912987635315160-8035489784944764541?l=streetcornerlibrary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://streetcornerlibrary.blogspot.com/feeds/8035489784944764541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://streetcornerlibrary.blogspot.com/2009/07/hollywood-is-like-high-school-with.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165912987635315160/posts/default/8035489784944764541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165912987635315160/posts/default/8035489784944764541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetcornerlibrary.blogspot.com/2009/07/hollywood-is-like-high-school-with.html' title='Hollywood is Like High School with Money by Zoey Dean'/><author><name>Streetcorner Child</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16050325786241488385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SR2dZJSrBLQ/TPcQxkGKngI/AAAAAAAAAJU/wi7BdGFCpAc/S220/14%2Bst.%2Blucia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SR2dZJSrBLQ/Sk-WM66jVMI/AAAAAAAAAEU/Ax0P58heRoU/s72-c/Hollywood+is+Like+High+School.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8165912987635315160.post-631307829779070260</id><published>2009-07-13T15:10:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T10:42:54.076-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='review'/><title type='text'>The Chocolate Lover's Club by Carole Matthews</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SR2dZJSrBLQ/SluCgxxI4iI/AAAAAAAAAEc/dE4Z8r5I1s4/s1600-h/Chocolate+Lovers+Club.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SR2dZJSrBLQ/SluCgxxI4iI/AAAAAAAAAEc/dE4Z8r5I1s4/s200/Chocolate+Lovers+Club.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358019681314202146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Flap Copy:&lt;em&gt;"Some women are addicted to shopping; others can't get enough of champagne.  But there's one thing that Lucy Lombard can't live without, and that's chocolate - rich, creamy, delicious chocolate.  Sharing her passion are three other addicts: Autumn, Nadia and Chantal.  Together they form a select group known as the Chocolate Lovers' Club.  Whenever there's a crisis, they meet in their sanctuary, a cafe called Chocolate Heaven, and with a cheating boyfriend, a flirtatious boss, a gambling husband, and a loveless marriage, there's always plenty to discuss ... &lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;The Chocolate Lovers' Club&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; brings together four unforgettable women from totally different worlds united in their passion for chocolate."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love chocolate and I love good chick-lit, especially of the British variety, so I was ready and excited to dive in to this potentially delicious read. Unfortunately, good chocolate just isn't enough to carry a story when the characters are vapid, shallow and seem completely implausible as actual human beings. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The book definitely has some redeeming and hilarious moments - a fabulous break-up revenge scene and a plot-turned-caper to retrieve Chantal's stolen jewels - but it was so hard for me not to shake my head in disbelief at the way the characters acted and spoke that the good moments just didn't outweigh the bad.  I was especially turned off by Lucy, the narrator and convener of the Chocolate Lovers' Club. No self-respecting woman would actually stick with a cheating boyfriend for so long and actually be proud of herself for it, nor would true friends let such stupidity go on indefinitely.  And when her Crush shows interest in her she's about as awkward and moronic as a girl could be - and not just once, but over and over again. I appreciate characters drawn from reality, people whose lives aren't perfect and whose problems are real if sometimes mundane, but Lucy was over-the-top.  Chantal was the most appealing character for me, and her problems seemed the most legitimate, but even she possessed a fair amount of bizarre and unrealistic quirks that didn't fit together. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want to learn a million different types of chocolate, or drool over your book a bit, then this book is a worthwhile read. As far as chick-lit goes, however, I was really disappointed. I want to find women in books that strike me as people I might know, friends I might have - not women who make me cringe and give the worst name to the fairer sex.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8165912987635315160-631307829779070260?l=streetcornerlibrary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://streetcornerlibrary.blogspot.com/feeds/631307829779070260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://streetcornerlibrary.blogspot.com/2009/07/chocolate-lovers-club-by-carole.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165912987635315160/posts/default/631307829779070260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165912987635315160/posts/default/631307829779070260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetcornerlibrary.blogspot.com/2009/07/chocolate-lovers-club-by-carole.html' title='The Chocolate Lover&apos;s Club by Carole Matthews'/><author><name>Streetcorner Child</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16050325786241488385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SR2dZJSrBLQ/TPcQxkGKngI/AAAAAAAAAJU/wi7BdGFCpAc/S220/14%2Bst.%2Blucia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SR2dZJSrBLQ/SluCgxxI4iI/AAAAAAAAAEc/dE4Z8r5I1s4/s72-c/Chocolate+Lovers+Club.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8165912987635315160.post-1494339951113017793</id><published>2009-07-04T12:58:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T10:42:54.077-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='review'/><title type='text'>Sacred Hearts by Sarah Dunant</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SR2dZJSrBLQ/Sk-L4PzyJNI/AAAAAAAAAEM/CalO2o1AqXQ/s1600-h/Sacred+Hearts.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SR2dZJSrBLQ/Sk-L4PzyJNI/AAAAAAAAAEM/CalO2o1AqXQ/s200/Sacred+Hearts.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354652280399471826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Flap Copy from ARC:&lt;em&gt;"By the second half of the sixteenth century, the price of wedding dowries had risen so high that most Italian aristocratic families could afford to marry off only one daughter.  The remaining young women were dispatched into convents, and not all of them went willingly.  Santa Caterina's new novice sets in motion a chain of events that will shake the convent to its core. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Serafina, a willful, emotional, furious girl, has just been ripped from her proposed marriage and sent by her noble family to Santa Caterina.  During her first night inside, such is her violent, incandescent rage that the dispensary mistress, Suora Zuana, is sent to her cell to calm her with a draft of herbs.  Thus begins a complex relationship of trust and betrayal.  And while outside the convent walls the forces of the Counter-Reformation push for ever more repressive chances, Serafina's rebellious spirit challenges not only Zuana but many other nuns who have made peace with the isolated life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A rich, captivating, multifaceted love story, &lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Sacred Hearts&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; is a novel about power, creativity, passion - both secular and spiritual - and the indomitable spirit of women in an age when religious, political and social forces were all stacked against them.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This richly layered historical narrative provided a fascinating glimpse into an often-overlooked facet of Renaissance life. Serafina is willful, passionate and adamantly unwilling to accept her fate and a life in the convent.  While she plots her escape and creates a web of deception that only her advisor Zuana can penetrate, the rest of the convent struggles to reconcile her presence and her rebellion with the potential for glory that her renowned singing voice might bring them.  At the same time the abbess seeks desperately to remain a convent apart while the greater church invokes new restrictions on the tiny luxuries the nuns still enjoy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was engaged and invested while reading this book - at first I was thoroughly on Serafina's side; as the story wore on, I felt more and more for Zuana and her own struggles.  By the end of this complex retelling of a star-crossed lovers tale, I was both happy with the outcome and extraordinarily sad for all of the women involved.  I give Dunant and &lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Sacred Hearts&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; five stars and highly recommend it as an intense and thought-provoking read.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8165912987635315160-1494339951113017793?l=streetcornerlibrary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://streetcornerlibrary.blogspot.com/feeds/1494339951113017793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://streetcornerlibrary.blogspot.com/2009/07/sacred-hearts-by-sarah-dunant.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165912987635315160/posts/default/1494339951113017793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165912987635315160/posts/default/1494339951113017793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetcornerlibrary.blogspot.com/2009/07/sacred-hearts-by-sarah-dunant.html' title='Sacred Hearts by Sarah Dunant'/><author><name>Streetcorner Child</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16050325786241488385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SR2dZJSrBLQ/TPcQxkGKngI/AAAAAAAAAJU/wi7BdGFCpAc/S220/14%2Bst.%2Blucia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SR2dZJSrBLQ/Sk-L4PzyJNI/AAAAAAAAAEM/CalO2o1AqXQ/s72-c/Sacred+Hearts.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8165912987635315160.post-5195850906638889164</id><published>2009-06-16T17:17:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T10:42:54.077-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='review'/><title type='text'>The Patron Saint of Butterflies by Cecilia Galante</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SR2dZJSrBLQ/Sjk7psl7QJI/AAAAAAAAAEE/-SWvNFx-LNs/s1600-h/Patron+Saint+of+Butterflies.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SR2dZJSrBLQ/Sjk7psl7QJI/AAAAAAAAAEE/-SWvNFx-LNs/s200/Patron+Saint+of+Butterflies.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348371620010082450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Description from Amazon.com: &lt;em&gt;"Agnes and Honey have always been best friends, but they haven’t always been so different. Agnes loves being a Believer. She knows the rules at the Mount Blessing religious commune are there to make her a better person. Honey hates Mount Blessing and the control Emmanuel, their leader, has over her life. The only bright spot is the butterfly garden she’s helping to build, and the journal of butterflies that she keeps. When Agnes’s grandmother makes an unexpected visit to the commune, she discovers a violent secret that the Believers are desperate to keep quiet. And when Agnes’s little brother is seriously injured and Emmanuel refuses to send him to a hospital, Nana Pete takes the three children and escapes the commune. Their journey begins an exploration of faith, friendship, religion and family for the two girls, as Agnes clings to her familiar faith while Honey desperately wants a new future."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a good thing business was slow at work while I was reading this book - I couldn't put it down.  Galante shares a glimpse into the world of a conservative religious commune with the clarity born of personal experience; the remarkable thing is that she keeps opinion out of the narrative, presenting the story without preaching to the reader.  The book's chapters alternate between Agnes' and Honey's points-of-view, giving the reader two very different sets of emotions and personalities, and two different private struggles. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This novel is a great find for young adults, highlighting the importance of friendships, honesty, and most importantly standing up for oneself. Galante's writing is crisp and unadorned, perfect for this kind of storytelling. I highly recommend this book, and look forward to reading more from Galante in the future!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8165912987635315160-5195850906638889164?l=streetcornerlibrary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://streetcornerlibrary.blogspot.com/feeds/5195850906638889164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://streetcornerlibrary.blogspot.com/2009/06/patron-saint-of-butterflies-by-cecilia.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165912987635315160/posts/default/5195850906638889164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165912987635315160/posts/default/5195850906638889164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetcornerlibrary.blogspot.com/2009/06/patron-saint-of-butterflies-by-cecilia.html' title='The Patron Saint of Butterflies by Cecilia Galante'/><author><name>Streetcorner Child</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16050325786241488385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SR2dZJSrBLQ/TPcQxkGKngI/AAAAAAAAAJU/wi7BdGFCpAc/S220/14%2Bst.%2Blucia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SR2dZJSrBLQ/Sjk7psl7QJI/AAAAAAAAAEE/-SWvNFx-LNs/s72-c/Patron+Saint+of+Butterflies.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8165912987635315160.post-8096975168912678784</id><published>2009-05-28T17:10:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T10:42:54.077-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='review'/><title type='text'>Neil Armstrong is My Uncle &amp; Other Lies Muscle Man McGinty Told Me by Nan Marino</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SR2dZJSrBLQ/Sh2vUmedASI/AAAAAAAAAD8/zxuCJ2iupdw/s1600-h/Neil+Armstrong.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340617501591798050" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SR2dZJSrBLQ/Sh2vUmedASI/AAAAAAAAAD8/zxuCJ2iupdw/s200/Neil+Armstrong.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Flap Copy from ARC:&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;" &lt;em&gt;'Muscle Man McGinty is a squirrely runt, a lying snake, and a pitiful excuse for a ten-year-old. The problem is that no one on Ramble Street knows it, but me.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tamara Ann Simpson is tired of all the lies. And boy, oh boy, can Muscle Man McGinty tell some whoppers! When he does the unthinkable and challenges the entire block to a game of kickball, Tamara knows she's found her opportunity to prove to everyonw what a wormy little liar Muscle Man really is. Of course things would be a lot easier if her best friend Kebsie Grobser were here to help her ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the summer of 1969 and the world is getting ready for a young man named Neil Armstrong to make history by walking on the moon. But change happens a bit more slowly in Massapequa Park, and it'll take one giant leap for Tamara to understand the likes of Muscle Man McGinty."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such a rich and entertaining young adult find! This slim novel has a bully for a narrator, a tall-tale-teller for an enemy and the summer of 1969 as its volatile setting. Tamara has a clear and honest voice - she made me feel the frustrations of her ten-year-old self as though they were my own. The story definitely delivers a few life lessons about loss and rushing to judgement, but does so quietly, without an overbearing moral voice. I really enjoyed this book and highly recommend it, for young adults and grown-ups alike.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8165912987635315160-8096975168912678784?l=streetcornerlibrary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://streetcornerlibrary.blogspot.com/feeds/8096975168912678784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://streetcornerlibrary.blogspot.com/2009/05/neil-armstrong-is-my-uncle-other-lies.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165912987635315160/posts/default/8096975168912678784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165912987635315160/posts/default/8096975168912678784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetcornerlibrary.blogspot.com/2009/05/neil-armstrong-is-my-uncle-other-lies.html' title='Neil Armstrong is My Uncle &amp; Other Lies Muscle Man McGinty Told Me by Nan Marino'/><author><name>Streetcorner Child</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16050325786241488385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SR2dZJSrBLQ/TPcQxkGKngI/AAAAAAAAAJU/wi7BdGFCpAc/S220/14%2Bst.%2Blucia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SR2dZJSrBLQ/Sh2vUmedASI/AAAAAAAAAD8/zxuCJ2iupdw/s72-c/Neil+Armstrong.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8165912987635315160.post-3093053671280466837</id><published>2009-05-20T19:01:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T10:42:54.078-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='review'/><title type='text'>Perfection by Julie Metz</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SR2dZJSrBLQ/ShSMjag1JWI/AAAAAAAAAD0/x5-GCV9zZpA/s1600-h/Perfection.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338045998381213026" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SR2dZJSrBLQ/ShSMjag1JWI/AAAAAAAAAD0/x5-GCV9zZpA/s200/Perfection.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Flap Copy from ARC: &lt;em&gt;"Julie Metz seemed to have the perfect life - an adoring if demanding husband, spirited daughter, a lovely old house in an idyllic town outside New York City - when in an instant, everything changed. Her charismatic, charming husband, Henry, suffered a pulmonary embolism and collapsed on the kitchen floor. Within hours he was dead, and Julie was a widow and single mother at forty-four. Just like that, what seemed like a perfect life melted away. But the worst was yet to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Six months after his death, Julie discovered that her husband of twelve years, the man who loved her and their six-year-old daughter ebulliently and devotedly, had been unfaithful throughout their marriage, going so far as to conduct an ongoing relationship with one of Julie's close friends."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Metz has produced a raw and moving memoir of her life as a grieving widow faced with the reality of her dead husband's infdelity. Her writing is honest and brave as she chronicles the unraveling of her marriage &lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;post&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; her husband's death - as evidence of each new woman comes to light, Metz acknowledges that there were signs along the way, signs she either misread or simply ignored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She approached her 'recovery' with zeal, contacting all of her husband's lovers, researching the sociology and psychology of infidelity and of human desire, but also with the very real shame, fear and dismay that anyone would feel in the same situation. Metz was more forgiving than I can imagine being, and there were times along the way that I found her self-questioning to be tedious, but overall I was rooting for her, hoping she would emerge at the end of the tunnel with a capacity for love and happiness that had previously been taken from her. This memoir is definitely worth the read - I give it 3.5 stars.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8165912987635315160-3093053671280466837?l=streetcornerlibrary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://streetcornerlibrary.blogspot.com/feeds/3093053671280466837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://streetcornerlibrary.blogspot.com/2009/05/perfection-by-julie-metz.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165912987635315160/posts/default/3093053671280466837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165912987635315160/posts/default/3093053671280466837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetcornerlibrary.blogspot.com/2009/05/perfection-by-julie-metz.html' title='Perfection by Julie Metz'/><author><name>Streetcorner Child</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16050325786241488385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SR2dZJSrBLQ/TPcQxkGKngI/AAAAAAAAAJU/wi7BdGFCpAc/S220/14%2Bst.%2Blucia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SR2dZJSrBLQ/ShSMjag1JWI/AAAAAAAAAD0/x5-GCV9zZpA/s72-c/Perfection.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8165912987635315160.post-3927190007620715542</id><published>2009-05-14T16:11:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T10:42:54.078-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='review'/><title type='text'>Palace Circle by Rebecca Dean</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SR2dZJSrBLQ/SegVCByAliI/AAAAAAAAADk/2sFi1LNg36M/s1600-h/Palace+Circle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SR2dZJSrBLQ/SegVCByAliI/AAAAAAAAADk/2sFi1LNg36M/s200/Palace+Circle.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325529683947722274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Description from Publisher's Weekly: &lt;em&gt;From London to Cairo, in the glittery world of high society before WWII, Dean taps into an exotic and distant world in her page-turning debut. After 18-year-old Virginia belle Delia marries older British aristocrat Ivor Conisborough, they decamp to London and get to work on producing an heir for the aging viscount. Delia is agog at her new friends in high places, but her idyll is trampled when she learns a painful secret about Ivor. Even so, Delia is endlessly infatuated with London, and she eventually has two girls, Petronella and Davina. The family, to Delia's chagrin, is relocated to Cairo on a long diplomatic mission ... Davina and Petronella, meanwhile, grow into young women who think of Cairo as home and fall in love with men they meet there."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really wanted to like this book, but ultimately I was just very disappointed.  Divided into 5 sections, one for each of the main characters, the story remained superficial and the characters for the most part poorly developed.  Though the narrative contains vast leaps forward in time, it still manages to drag. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most interesting elements of the book were its historical glimpses of the Windsor court and of society in colonial Egypt - it was these settings which drew me to the book in the first place. I'm not sure of Dean's historical accuracy, though, as she seems to take quite a bit of license with a variety of famous names and places.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suppose as a light-hearted period piece, &lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Palace Circle&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; succeeds, recounting one family's journey through time and war.  I give it 2.5 stars - for me, this book just didn't deliver all that it had promised.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8165912987635315160-3927190007620715542?l=streetcornerlibrary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://streetcornerlibrary.blogspot.com/feeds/3927190007620715542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://streetcornerlibrary.blogspot.com/2009/04/palace-circle-by-rebecca-dean.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165912987635315160/posts/default/3927190007620715542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165912987635315160/posts/default/3927190007620715542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetcornerlibrary.blogspot.com/2009/04/palace-circle-by-rebecca-dean.html' title='Palace Circle by Rebecca Dean'/><author><name>Streetcorner Child</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16050325786241488385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SR2dZJSrBLQ/TPcQxkGKngI/AAAAAAAAAJU/wi7BdGFCpAc/S220/14%2Bst.%2Blucia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SR2dZJSrBLQ/SegVCByAliI/AAAAAAAAADk/2sFi1LNg36M/s72-c/Palace+Circle.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8165912987635315160.post-851775367917971212</id><published>2009-05-14T14:23:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T10:42:54.078-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='review'/><title type='text'>The Sweetness at the Bottom of the Pie by Alan Bradley</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SR2dZJSrBLQ/Sgxhrybs3TI/AAAAAAAAADs/TOdB4ey6xQA/s1600-h/The+Sweetness+at+the+Bottom+of+the+Pie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SR2dZJSrBLQ/Sgxhrybs3TI/AAAAAAAAADs/TOdB4ey6xQA/s200/The+Sweetness+at+the+Bottom+of+the+Pie.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335747063427423538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Flap Copy from ARC: &lt;em&gt;"It is the summer of 1950 - and a series of inexplicable events has struck Buckshaw, the decaying English mansion that Flavia's family calls home. A dead bird is found on the doorstep, a postage stamp bizarrely pinned to its beack. Hours later, Flavia finds a man lying in the cucumber patch and watches him as he takes his dying breath. Then someone steals a slice of Mrs. Mullet's unspeakable custard pie that had been cooling on the kitchen window. Flavia sums it up: 'I wish I could say I was afraid, but I wasn't. Quite the contrary. This was by far the most interesting thing that had ever happened to me in my entire life ...'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the noose tightens, Flavia decides it is up to her - and her fully equipped Victorian laboratory - to piece together the clues and solve a murder."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Entertaining and quirky, this debut novel was well worth read.  I was immediately drawn to the precocious 11-year-old heroine, with her love of chemistry, her passionate obsession with poisons and her beloved bicycle named Gladys.  The book is filled with strange characters, Flavia's unsympathetic family among them - each encounter serves to further enhance the bizarre, almost surreal nature of Flavia's surroundings.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bradley's mystery plot unfolds at a good pace, with enough twists and turns to keep Flavia guessing - though I had it figured out pretty quickly, my enjoyment of the book came from watching Flavia reach the same conclusion.  Four stars, a highly recommended read!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8165912987635315160-851775367917971212?l=streetcornerlibrary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://streetcornerlibrary.blogspot.com/feeds/851775367917971212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://streetcornerlibrary.blogspot.com/2009/05/sweetness-at-bottom-of-pie-by-alan.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165912987635315160/posts/default/851775367917971212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165912987635315160/posts/default/851775367917971212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetcornerlibrary.blogspot.com/2009/05/sweetness-at-bottom-of-pie-by-alan.html' title='The Sweetness at the Bottom of the Pie by Alan Bradley'/><author><name>Streetcorner Child</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16050325786241488385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SR2dZJSrBLQ/TPcQxkGKngI/AAAAAAAAAJU/wi7BdGFCpAc/S220/14%2Bst.%2Blucia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SR2dZJSrBLQ/Sgxhrybs3TI/AAAAAAAAADs/TOdB4ey6xQA/s72-c/The+Sweetness+at+the+Bottom+of+the+Pie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8165912987635315160.post-1471985142834178327</id><published>2009-04-24T02:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T10:42:54.078-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='review'/><title type='text'>The Girl She Used to Be by David Cristofano</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SR2dZJSrBLQ/Sd1nTosNeGI/AAAAAAAAADM/cOX9FoyySpk/s1600-h/The+Girl+She+Used+to+Be.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322523921659820130" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SR2dZJSrBLQ/Sd1nTosNeGI/AAAAAAAAADM/cOX9FoyySpk/s200/The+Girl+She+Used+to+Be.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Flap Copy from ARC:&lt;em&gt;"When Melody Grace McCartney was six years old, she and her parents witnessed an act of violence so brutal that it changed their lives forever. The federal government lured them into the Witness Protection Program with the promise of safety, and they went gratefully. But the program took Melody's name, her home, her innocence and ultimately, her family. She's been May Adams, Karen Smith, Anne Johnson, and countless others - everyone but the one person she longs to be: herself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So when the feds spirit her off to begin yet another new life in another new town, she's stunned when a man confronts her and calls her by her real name. Jonathan Bovaro, the Mafioso sent to hunt her down, knows her - the real her - and it's a dangerous thrill that Melody can't resist. He insists that she's just a pawn in the government's war against the Bovaro family. But can she trust her life and her identity to this vicious stranger whose acts of violence are legendary?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This unusual glimpse into the Witness Protection Program was interesting and engagingly written, though I had some problems with its fundamental plot devices. The story grabbed me from the very beginning, with clever dialogue and quick surprises that kept me turning the pages. Melody was a well-written and quite loveable narrator -- Cristofano is to be highly commended for his ability truly to capture a woman's voice in such emotional and intelligent detail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yet, for all the highlights this novel held, I was ultimately disappointed. Other reviews seem to view the ending as realistic and honest - I, on the other hand, felt it was wildly unrealistic and also unsatisfying. Not that I expect a book to end with every character's problems solved and the story wrapped up - on the contrary, I much prefer novels whose characters suffer real problems with real, not-so-sexy solutions. But Melody and Jonathan were tortured yet false - I just didn't buy it, at the end of the day I guess I just didn't buy it. I was rooting for Melody, I thought Cristofano perfectly captured her uncertainty, the confused psyche that might allow her to have romantic feelings for her would-be assassin -- the romantic elements of the story was not my problem. But I finished reading and felt let-down, felt almost angry at the cop-out ending.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I give this book 3.5 stars -- it was thoroughly enjoyable and Cristofano is definitely an author to watch - I just wanted more from this particular book!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8165912987635315160-1471985142834178327?l=streetcornerlibrary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://streetcornerlibrary.blogspot.com/feeds/1471985142834178327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://streetcornerlibrary.blogspot.com/2009/04/girl-she-used-to-be-by-david-cristofano.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165912987635315160/posts/default/1471985142834178327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165912987635315160/posts/default/1471985142834178327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetcornerlibrary.blogspot.com/2009/04/girl-she-used-to-be-by-david-cristofano.html' title='The Girl She Used to Be by David Cristofano'/><author><name>Streetcorner Child</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16050325786241488385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SR2dZJSrBLQ/TPcQxkGKngI/AAAAAAAAAJU/wi7BdGFCpAc/S220/14%2Bst.%2Blucia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SR2dZJSrBLQ/Sd1nTosNeGI/AAAAAAAAADM/cOX9FoyySpk/s72-c/The+Girl+She+Used+to+Be.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8165912987635315160.post-2713275616980041499</id><published>2009-04-17T01:29:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T10:42:54.079-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='review'/><title type='text'>The Physick Book of Deliverance Dane by Katherine Howe</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SR2dZJSrBLQ/SegUtY7dtoI/AAAAAAAAADc/zVEiQgyspl4/s1600-h/Deliverance+Dane.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325529329384142466" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SR2dZJSrBLQ/SegUtY7dtoI/AAAAAAAAADc/zVEiQgyspl4/s200/Deliverance+Dane.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Flap Copy from ARC: &lt;em&gt;"Connie Goodwin should be spending her summer doing research for her Ph.D. dissertation in American History. But when her mother asks her to handle the sale of Connie's grandmother's abandoned home near Salem, she's compelled to help. One day, while exploring the dusty bookshelves in the study, Connie discovers an ancient key, and within the key is a brittle slip of paper with two words written on it: Deliverance Dane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Along with a handsome steeplejack named Sam, Connie begins to research Deliverance Dane. But even as the pieces fall into place, Connie is haunted by visions of long ago, and she fears that she is more tied to Salem's dark past than she could have ever imagined."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Howe's debut novel is truly wonderful, seamlessly blending the stories of a modern PhD student and the 17th century cunning woman she is researching. Rife with historical detail, romance, intrigue and ultimatley revelation, this novel was a quick and mesmerizing read. I've always been interested in stories (both fiction and non-) of the Salem witch trials, but this is the first in a long time to so thoroughly capture my attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both well-written and meticulously crafted, this novel is a must-read. The women in this book are real - witches who might truly walk among us - and their stories, loves and fears reflect the actual struggles of women both past and present. I give Katherine Howe and her &lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Deliverance Dane&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; 5 stars and a huge thumbs up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8165912987635315160-2713275616980041499?l=streetcornerlibrary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://streetcornerlibrary.blogspot.com/feeds/2713275616980041499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://streetcornerlibrary.blogspot.com/2009/04/physick-book-of-deliverance-dane-by.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165912987635315160/posts/default/2713275616980041499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165912987635315160/posts/default/2713275616980041499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetcornerlibrary.blogspot.com/2009/04/physick-book-of-deliverance-dane-by.html' title='The Physick Book of Deliverance Dane by Katherine Howe'/><author><name>Streetcorner Child</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16050325786241488385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SR2dZJSrBLQ/TPcQxkGKngI/AAAAAAAAAJU/wi7BdGFCpAc/S220/14%2Bst.%2Blucia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SR2dZJSrBLQ/SegUtY7dtoI/AAAAAAAAADc/zVEiQgyspl4/s72-c/Deliverance+Dane.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8165912987635315160.post-5823931634344533455</id><published>2009-04-08T22:46:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T03:32:40.024-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Believers by Zoe Heller</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SR2dZJSrBLQ/Sd1nGP1nDdI/AAAAAAAAADE/UxZIsMMoCec/s1600-h/The+Believers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322523691650059730" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SR2dZJSrBLQ/Sd1nGP1nDdI/AAAAAAAAADE/UxZIsMMoCec/s200/The+Believers.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Flap Copy from ARC: &lt;em&gt;"When New York radical lawyer Joel Litvinoff is felled by a stroke, his wife, Audrey, uncovers a secret that forces her to re-examine her ideas about him and their forty-year marriage. Joel's adult children will soon have to come to terms with this unsettling discovery themselves, but for the meantime, they are grappling with their own dilemmas ... "&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well-written though this book may have been, I found the characters and also the story to be annoying at best, extremely frustrating at worst. I give Heller credit for once again creating a rich, layered protagonist -- I loved her 'Notes on a Scandal' and was hoping that 'The Believers' would not disappoint.  But it did - I just found the characters to be so unlikeable, their thoughts and actions so distasteful, that it was hard to enjoy the book.  I was thoroughly engaged, I don't deny that Heller has written an intelligent, witty and brutally honest novel about contemporary society - I just didn't like it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Audrey is a shrew - mean-spirited, self-righteous and completely void of any moral compass. When her husband of forty years falls into a coma and the stories and secrets of his life come to light, she grows increasingly nasty.  Her children are another story.  At first I felt sorry for them, raised by two leftist ideologues who probably never should have had children.  But as their stories were illuminated I began to feel antagonistic towards them - Rosa, the priggish 'new Jew' whose exploration of her inherited faith is full of bitterness; Karla, the timid parental defender with no self-image and a fear of happiness; and Lenny, the adopted drug addict whose master manipulation of family and situation was the most accurate metaphor for the family's problems.  I just didn't like them.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not someone who needs to identify with a character in order to enjoy a book - I read for the sake of the writing more than for the story or its' characters. And I do believe that Heller has written a masterful novel about the nature of family, and more keenly the very nature of individual life.  But at the end of the day I found 'The Believers' hard to enjoy, I wanted it to be over so I wouldn't have to know these people anymore, so I wouldn't have to think about them.  So I suppose Heller succeeded in her ultimate task of capturing humanity at its worst ... but really, that's more than a little off-putting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8165912987635315160-5823931634344533455?l=streetcornerlibrary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://streetcornerlibrary.blogspot.com/feeds/5823931634344533455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://streetcornerlibrary.blogspot.com/2009/04/believers-by-zoe-heller.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165912987635315160/posts/default/5823931634344533455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165912987635315160/posts/default/5823931634344533455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetcornerlibrary.blogspot.com/2009/04/believers-by-zoe-heller.html' title='The Believers by Zoe Heller'/><author><name>Streetcorner Child</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16050325786241488385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SR2dZJSrBLQ/TPcQxkGKngI/AAAAAAAAAJU/wi7BdGFCpAc/S220/14%2Bst.%2Blucia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SR2dZJSrBLQ/Sd1nGP1nDdI/AAAAAAAAADE/UxZIsMMoCec/s72-c/The+Believers.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8165912987635315160.post-190156821211062442</id><published>2009-04-01T16:28:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T14:52:34.835-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Sima's Undergarments for Women</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SR2dZJSrBLQ/SdPZYwMPBeI/AAAAAAAAAC8/NbQFtOTUgaY/s1600-h/Sima"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319834604130993634" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SR2dZJSrBLQ/SdPZYwMPBeI/AAAAAAAAAC8/NbQFtOTUgaY/s200/Sima%27s+Undergarments+for+Women.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Flap Copy from ARC: &lt;em&gt;"There are some life-long quests that all women have in common -- meaningful work, true love, and a bra that doesn't leave red marks on your skin ... writer Ilana Stanger-Ross has created a secret underground New York sisterhood where women of every shape and creed can come to share their milestones, laugher, loves and losses against a backdrop of discount lingerie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the comfort of her Brooklyn basement bra shop, Sima Goldner teaches other women to appreciate their bodies, but feels betrayed by her own. Shamed by her infertility and a secret from her youth, she has given up on happiness and surrendered to a bitter marriage. But then Timna, a young Israeli with enviable cleavage, becomes the shop seamstress. As the two serve the colorful customers of the orthodox Jewish neighborhood, Sima finds herself awakened to adventure and romance. Years after giving up on their marriage, Sima and her husband, Lev, must decide if what they have is worth saving."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love love love this book, I couldn't put it down! It's beautifully written, alternating the humor and the tragedy of lives lived. Stanger-Ross has crafted rich, genuine characters - I felt Sima's silent emotional struggle as though it were my own, while Timna felt like so many young women I have known.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sima is a local wonder in her tiny basement lingerie shop, where "in a glance she could see their size, the back and the cup combined. '36-D,' she'd say ... In vain the women protested, 'but I'm a 34. I've always been.' [But] when on her advice they slipped back on their shirts to evaluate the shape a new bra gave, they inevitably agreed." Her loyal customers rely on her to fit them, their sisters and their daughters with the perfect underwear while at the same time hearing their joys and sorrows and providing meaningul advice. This role has been Sima's for so long that she has completely forgotten how to think about her own problems, her own needs -- until Timna arrives, a breath of fresh air for the shop and the daughter that Sima and her sad husband Lev never had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watching Timna explore New York and her own freedom and youth, Sima is forced to examine her own life and the secrets and shames she has held since adolescence - and ultimately to accept her husband and begin the task of rebuilding their love. With graceful, unselfconscious prose Stanger-Ross brings to life the hidden stories all around us. I give this book a rousing 5 stars -- read it and you'll want to share it with all the women in your life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8165912987635315160-190156821211062442?l=streetcornerlibrary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://streetcornerlibrary.blogspot.com/feeds/190156821211062442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://streetcornerlibrary.blogspot.com/2009/04/simas-undergarments-for-women.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165912987635315160/posts/default/190156821211062442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165912987635315160/posts/default/190156821211062442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetcornerlibrary.blogspot.com/2009/04/simas-undergarments-for-women.html' title='Sima&apos;s Undergarments for Women'/><author><name>Streetcorner Child</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16050325786241488385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SR2dZJSrBLQ/TPcQxkGKngI/AAAAAAAAAJU/wi7BdGFCpAc/S220/14%2Bst.%2Blucia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SR2dZJSrBLQ/SdPZYwMPBeI/AAAAAAAAAC8/NbQFtOTUgaY/s72-c/Sima%27s+Undergarments+for+Women.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8165912987635315160.post-6231542726780943811</id><published>2009-03-31T16:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T12:37:30.766-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Center of Everything by Laura Moriarty</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SR2dZJSrBLQ/SdMJiZ_RbBI/AAAAAAAAAC0/geTUJfIcAqY/s1600-h/The+Center+of+Everything.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319606071551159314" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SR2dZJSrBLQ/SdMJiZ_RbBI/AAAAAAAAAC0/geTUJfIcAqY/s200/The+Center+of+Everything.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Flap Copy from Cover: &lt;em&gt;"Set in Kerrville, Kansas, &lt;/em&gt;The Center of Everything &lt;em&gt;is told by Evelyn Bucknow, an endearing character with a wholly refreshing way of looking at the world. Living with her single mother in a small apartment, Evelyn Bucknow is a young girl wincing her way through adolescence. With a voice that is as charming as it is recognizable, Evelyn immerses the reader in the dramas of an entire community. The people of Kerrville, stuck at once in the middle of nowhere but also at the center of everything, are the source from which Moriarty draws on universal dilemmas of love and belief to render a story that grows in emotional intensity."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Moriarty's crowning achievement with this novel was her creation of such an honest, real character in Evelyn Bucknow, a gifted but poor student living with her irresponsible young mother on the outskirts of a small Kansas town. The author also captures in brutal reality the scary uncertainties of poverty - when the family car breaks down Evelyn can't go to school, her mother Tina can't go to work and the only available help comes with definite strings attached.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evelyn and Tina grow up together as the novel progresses, maturing and finding their places in the world - one of the book's primary themes is that of education, or more fundamentally the power of one person to teach another. Eveyln is influenced by her Bible-thumping grandmother at the same time that a progressive Biology teacher at her school fights for the right to teach her students evolution. Evelyn's life is forever changed when one teacher tells her that she's gifted: "She takes off her glasses, still looking at me. I take off my glasses too, because for a moment I think she is going to place them on my eyes, the way you place a crown on someone's head when they become queen. Welcome to being smart." It is this 'strength of smarts' that girds Evelyn through the traumas of adolescence and leads her to a college scholarship and the elusive possibility of freedom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really enjoyed this book, I give it four stars. The characters are real, the writing clear and honest and the themes univeral - and yet, Moriarty keeps the story feeling fresh and as-yet-untold, in my opinion quite a feat.&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&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/8165912987635315160-6231542726780943811?l=streetcornerlibrary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://streetcornerlibrary.blogspot.com/feeds/6231542726780943811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://streetcornerlibrary.blogspot.com/2009/02/center-of-everything-by-laura-moriarty.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165912987635315160/posts/default/6231542726780943811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165912987635315160/posts/default/6231542726780943811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetcornerlibrary.blogspot.com/2009/02/center-of-everything-by-laura-moriarty.html' title='The Center of Everything by Laura Moriarty'/><author><name>Streetcorner Child</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16050325786241488385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SR2dZJSrBLQ/TPcQxkGKngI/AAAAAAAAAJU/wi7BdGFCpAc/S220/14%2Bst.%2Blucia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SR2dZJSrBLQ/SdMJiZ_RbBI/AAAAAAAAAC0/geTUJfIcAqY/s72-c/The+Center+of+Everything.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8165912987635315160.post-1332243543773301799</id><published>2009-02-19T14:12:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T17:07:21.777-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Position by Meg Wolitzer</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SR2dZJSrBLQ/SZ3XTDJRl9I/AAAAAAAAACU/VHcB9WhIDSg/s1600-h/The+Position.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304632658374006738" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SR2dZJSrBLQ/SZ3XTDJRl9I/AAAAAAAAACU/VHcB9WhIDSg/s200/The+Position.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Flap Copy:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Position is the story "of one extraordinary family at the hilarious height of the sexual revolution -- and through the thirty-year hangover that followed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 1975, Paul and Roz Mellow write a bestselling Joy of Sex-type book that mortifies their four school-aged children and ultimately changes the shape of the family forever. Thirty years later, as the now dispersed family members argue over whether to reissue the book, we follow the complicated lives of each of the grown children and their conflicts in love, work, marriage, parenting and, of course, sex -- all shadowed by the indelible specter of their highly sexualized parents."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I first read the back of this book I thought it sounded potentially hilarious and at the very least quite interesting. And while the premise certainly is interesting, Wolitzer falls a little flat on her delivery. The story begins in the seventies when the Mellows first publish their how-to sex guide (featuring illustrations of themselves in all the positions!) but rapidly moves to the present day and focuses on the current lives and loves of the four grown children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's hard to imagine, but this story truly was boring. The book was well-written, the author's way with language and humor was fairly adept, and yet I was just soooo bored. The adult characters were really still just whiny adolescents blaming their parents for all their problems, and the parents were now retirees unable to accept the realities of age and still stuck in the memory of their sexual heyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wolitzer's primary focus in the book is certainly the notion of self-discovery -- a worthy one for discussion and certainly relevant to any reader, as were other primary issues (family, expectations, sexuality, acceptance.) I think all the right elements were present in the novel but never quite achieved their potential. I give this book 2.5 stars - it would make a good beach read, but make sure you're wearing sunscreen in case you fall asleep!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8165912987635315160-1332243543773301799?l=streetcornerlibrary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://streetcornerlibrary.blogspot.com/feeds/1332243543773301799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://streetcornerlibrary.blogspot.com/2009/02/position-by-meg-wolitzer.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165912987635315160/posts/default/1332243543773301799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165912987635315160/posts/default/1332243543773301799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetcornerlibrary.blogspot.com/2009/02/position-by-meg-wolitzer.html' title='The Position by Meg Wolitzer'/><author><name>Streetcorner Child</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16050325786241488385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SR2dZJSrBLQ/TPcQxkGKngI/AAAAAAAAAJU/wi7BdGFCpAc/S220/14%2Bst.%2Blucia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SR2dZJSrBLQ/SZ3XTDJRl9I/AAAAAAAAACU/VHcB9WhIDSg/s72-c/The+Position.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8165912987635315160.post-6819439298988338508</id><published>2009-02-06T18:41:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T17:13:14.575-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Mistress Shakespeare by Karen Harper</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SR2dZJSrBLQ/SZ3Y0HNMrVI/AAAAAAAAACc/rqc12nPKGqo/s1600-h/Mistress+Shakespeare.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304634325911514450" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SR2dZJSrBLQ/SZ3Y0HNMrVI/AAAAAAAAACc/rqc12nPKGqo/s200/Mistress+Shakespeare.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Flap Copy from ARC:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Elizabethan beauty Anne Whateley records intimate details of her dangerous, daring life and her great love, William Shakespeare. As historical records show, Anne Whateley of Temple Grafton is betrothed to Will just days before he is forced to wed the pregnant Anne Hathaway. The secret Whateley-Shakespeare match is a meeting of heards and minds that no one - not even Queen Elizabeth or her spymasters - can destroy. Often at odds, always in love, the couple sells Will's first plays, and as he climbs to theatrical power in England, they fight off fierce competition from other London dramatists, some as treacherous as they are talented. Persecution and plague, insurrection and inferno, friends and foes, even executions of those they hold dear, bring Anne's heartrending story to life."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thoroughly enjoyed this retelling of the story of Shakespeare in love, though I'm not sure what (if any) historical truths the novel actually contains. I have always been fascinated, though, by the mysteries surrounding much of Shakespeare's life -- though his writing is so widely studied and appreciated, details of his life story are murky and patchy at best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Harper's book is primarily a love story, chronicling the lifelong see-saw of feelings between Anne Whately and Will Shakespeare. Anne is a strong and independent woman -- it's a little disappointing, then, that she so completely devotes herself to a man whose affections come and go with the ever-changing political and social scene. Shakespeare is presented as a flawed man with a burgeoning genius talent, a man who never quite understands how his writing and behavior have affected the two women in his life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Harper's writing is entertaining and for the most part well-crafted - the only times I felt the story floundered occurred when the characters slipped into poorly executed period speak. Because these moments stunted the narrative, I'm giving the book 3.5 stars, but I definitely recommend it for anyone who enjoys Elizabethan history.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8165912987635315160-6819439298988338508?l=streetcornerlibrary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://streetcornerlibrary.blogspot.com/feeds/6819439298988338508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://streetcornerlibrary.blogspot.com/2009/01/mistress-shakespeare-by-karen-harper.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165912987635315160/posts/default/6819439298988338508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165912987635315160/posts/default/6819439298988338508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetcornerlibrary.blogspot.com/2009/01/mistress-shakespeare-by-karen-harper.html' title='Mistress Shakespeare by Karen Harper'/><author><name>Streetcorner Child</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16050325786241488385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SR2dZJSrBLQ/TPcQxkGKngI/AAAAAAAAAJU/wi7BdGFCpAc/S220/14%2Bst.%2Blucia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SR2dZJSrBLQ/SZ3Y0HNMrVI/AAAAAAAAACc/rqc12nPKGqo/s72-c/Mistress+Shakespeare.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8165912987635315160.post-2945016145229461592</id><published>2009-02-03T16:50:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T17:30:13.351-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Fortunate Age by Joanna Smith Rakoff</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SR2dZJSrBLQ/SYjFbCLxtCI/AAAAAAAAAB0/gk6H9BEkv6M/s1600-h/A+Fortunate+Age.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298702029834794018" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SR2dZJSrBLQ/SYjFbCLxtCI/AAAAAAAAAB0/gk6H9BEkv6M/s200/A+Fortunate+Age.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Flap Copy from ARC:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Rakoff's first novel "details the lives of a group of Oberlin graduates whose ambitions and friendships threaten to unravel as they chase their dreams, shed their youth and build their lives in Brooklyn during the late 1990s and the turn of the twenty-first century.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;There's Lil, a would-be scholar whose marriage to an egotistical writer initially brings the group back together (and ultimately drives it apart); Beth, who struggles to let go of her old beau Dave, a oneime piano prodigy trapped by his own insecurity; Emily, an actor perpetually on the verge of success - and starvation - and grappling with her jealousy of Tal, whose acting career has taken off. At the center of their orbit is wry, charismatic Sadie Peregrine, who coolly observes her friends' mistakes but can't quite manage to avoid making her own. As they begin their own careers, marry, and have children, they must navigate the shifting dynamics of their friendships and of the world around them."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have mixed feelings about this book. I was thoroughly engaged while reading it but feel somewhat bereft at the end, as though each page or chapter promised a revelation or an emotion that was never delivered. I felt no connection to any of the characters, though I think they were well-drawn and very well-imagined.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of the book's writing is episodic, with narrative and chronological jumps that were at times confusing; many important character interactions and plot movements occur off the page and rely solely on indirect mention. I'm not sure whether Rakoff is nostalgic for her own circle of educated-but-floundering post-college friends, or if she was one of the clique's outsiders and so now bitter and reflective about her own and their experienecs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I enjoyed reading &lt;em&gt;A Fortunate Age&lt;/em&gt; and I recommend it as an insightful look at the inner workings of a burgeoning adult friend group -- I'm just left feeling a little unsatisfied, I suppose because I always hope to connect with at least one character in a story and here I reached the end of the book liking each of the characters even less than I had at the beginning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8165912987635315160-2945016145229461592?l=streetcornerlibrary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://streetcornerlibrary.blogspot.com/feeds/2945016145229461592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://streetcornerlibrary.blogspot.com/2009/02/fortunate-age-by-joanna-smith-rakoff.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165912987635315160/posts/default/2945016145229461592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165912987635315160/posts/default/2945016145229461592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetcornerlibrary.blogspot.com/2009/02/fortunate-age-by-joanna-smith-rakoff.html' title='A Fortunate Age by Joanna Smith Rakoff'/><author><name>Streetcorner Child</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16050325786241488385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SR2dZJSrBLQ/TPcQxkGKngI/AAAAAAAAAJU/wi7BdGFCpAc/S220/14%2Bst.%2Blucia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SR2dZJSrBLQ/SYjFbCLxtCI/AAAAAAAAAB0/gk6H9BEkv6M/s72-c/A+Fortunate+Age.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8165912987635315160.post-1585521011678103849</id><published>2009-02-01T03:38:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T17:14:08.712-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Mighty Queens of Freeville by Amy Dickinson</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SR2dZJSrBLQ/SYVkpBlpChI/AAAAAAAAABs/zCWzFBHJO10/s1600-h/Mighty+Queens+of+Freeville.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297751192634984978" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SR2dZJSrBLQ/SYVkpBlpChI/AAAAAAAAABs/zCWzFBHJO10/s200/Mighty+Queens+of+Freeville.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Flap copy from ARC:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Five years ago, after an exhaustive nationwide search, the Chicago Tribune announced Amy Dickinson as the next Ann Landers. They wanted a contemporary voice and they found it. Bracingly witty and candid, Amy is not your mother's advice columnist. Readers love her for her brutal honesty, her small-town values, and the fact that her motto is 'I make the mistakes so you don't have to.' Her advice column "Ask Amy," appears daily in more than 150 newspapers nationwide, read by more than 22 million people. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;In &lt;/em&gt;The Mighty Queens of Freeville, &lt;em&gt;Amy Dickinson takes those mistakes and spins them into a remarkable story. This is the tale of Amy and her daughter and the women in her family who helped raise them."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This memoir was wonderful - once I started reading I couldn't put it down. Dickinson's candid, no-nonsense prose is at once honest, touching and punctuated with hilarity, and her stories of female resilience are achingly real. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The story follows Dickinson from her divorce (when her daughter Emily is a toddler) to Emily's freshman year of college and catalogues the wide and varied lessons they learned together along the way. It's not a memoir about her rise to fame but rather about the extraordinarily ordinary women in her family who gave her skills to become a successful advice columnist and at the same time raise a child. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I highly recommend this book - read it, then give a copy to your mom!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8165912987635315160-1585521011678103849?l=streetcornerlibrary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://streetcornerlibrary.blogspot.com/feeds/1585521011678103849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://streetcornerlibrary.blogspot.com/2009/02/mighty-queens-of-freeville-by-amy.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165912987635315160/posts/default/1585521011678103849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165912987635315160/posts/default/1585521011678103849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetcornerlibrary.blogspot.com/2009/02/mighty-queens-of-freeville-by-amy.html' title='The Mighty Queens of Freeville by Amy Dickinson'/><author><name>Streetcorner Child</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16050325786241488385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SR2dZJSrBLQ/TPcQxkGKngI/AAAAAAAAAJU/wi7BdGFCpAc/S220/14%2Bst.%2Blucia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SR2dZJSrBLQ/SYVkpBlpChI/AAAAAAAAABs/zCWzFBHJO10/s72-c/Mighty+Queens+of+Freeville.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8165912987635315160.post-4756709195312597277</id><published>2009-01-29T15:52:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T17:14:35.168-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Home Song by LaVyrle Spencer</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SR2dZJSrBLQ/SYIs3A4dA8I/AAAAAAAAABk/-4vyjl116vU/s1600-h/Home+Song.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296845435382334402" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SR2dZJSrBLQ/SYIs3A4dA8I/AAAAAAAAABk/-4vyjl116vU/s200/Home+Song.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Flap Copy from Cover: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;High school principal Tom Gardner feels a sense of shock when he sees Kent Arens, a new transfer student. With one glance, Tom can see that this teenager is the son he never knew he had - the result of a one-night stand on the eve of his wedding years before, now grown into an intelligent, athletic and polite young man. But the boy's presence has a devastating effect on Tom's family. To his wife, Kent is the symbol of a wrenchin betrayal she cannot forgive. To their daughter, he is the boy she begins to love - until she learns the truth. And to their son, he is a rival - and the force driving his parents apart. As the Gardners careen toward disaster, they test the foundation of trust and respect that their family was built on - and learn that love leaves no choice but forgiveness ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This book reads like a bad made-for-tv movie and was a complete waste of time. Spencer's grammatically shaky, over-emotional and adjective-laden prose made the book a pain to navigate and nearly impossible to enjoy, while her complete inability to draw a realistic human character forced the story into cliche after cliche. Her teenagers were wooden, drenched with sickly sweet kindness and school spirit and completely lacking any normal adolescent characteristics; her adults were erratic, frenzied and drawn without an ounce of realism.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I picked up this book at a used book sale and thought the story might have some interesting twists - there were none. I thought the plight of the characters, especially the principal's wife Claire, might resonate in some way - it did not. I suppose if nothing else, &lt;em&gt;Home Song&lt;/em&gt; did evoke strong feelings in me as a reader: I was so angry with each of the characters and so bored by the non-existent plot that I couldn't wait to finish the book, review it and shelve it on the 'never to be touched again' pile.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8165912987635315160-4756709195312597277?l=streetcornerlibrary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://streetcornerlibrary.blogspot.com/feeds/4756709195312597277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://streetcornerlibrary.blogspot.com/2009/01/home-song-by-lavyrle-spencer.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165912987635315160/posts/default/4756709195312597277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8165912987635315160/posts/default/4756709195312597277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetcornerlibrary.blogspot.com/2009/01/home-song-by-lavyrle-spencer.html' title='Home Song by LaVyrle Spencer'/><author><name>Streetcorner Child</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16050325786241488385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SR2dZJSrBLQ/TPcQxkGKngI/AAAAAAAAAJU/wi7BdGFCpAc/S220/14%2Bst.%2Blucia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SR2dZJSrBLQ/SYIs3A4dA8I/AAAAAAAAABk/-4vyjl116vU/s72-c/Home+Song.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
