Book reviews & writing tips from a wannabe YA writer
Title: Pretty Monsters: Stories
Author: Kelly Link
Category: Fiction, Young Adult
Rating: 4/5
Summary: A collection of nine short stories covering pressing matters such as Tennessee Fainting Goats, a boy named Onion, and of course, monsters.
Review: This Indie Next pick did not disappoint. I’m not usually a short story reader—they tend to be a little too symbolic for my literal disposition—but this gorgeous cover stopped me in my tracks at the library.
When I flipped the book over, first I saw a quote from Libba Bray, whose books I absolutely adore. And then I saw this:
“…an alchemical mixture of Borges, Raymond Chandler, and Buffy the Vampire Slayer.” — Laura Miller, Salon
I’m a sucker for a Buffy compare, so I added it to my teetering stack of books to check out. And I am so glad I veered out of my comfort zone because this book frickin’ ROCKS.
Between these two gorgeous covers are stories to make you laugh out loud. Stories to make you wonder. Stories to make you look over your shoulder and swear to never go camping again.
This book is weird, but in a good way. A little taste for you:
But Jake didn’t try to kiss me. Instead he just gave me this really big hug. He put his face in my hair and he sighed. We stood there like that, and then finally I said, “What are you doing?”
“I just wanted to smell your hair,” he said.
“Oh,” I said. That made me feel weird, but in a good way. I put my nose up to his hair, which is brown and curly, and I smelled it. We stood there and smelled each other’s hair, and I felt so good. I felt so happy.
Jake said into my hair, “Do you know that actor John Cusack?”
I said, “Yeah. One of Zofia’s favorite movies is Better Off Dead. We watch it all the time.”
“So he likes to go up to women and smell their armpits.”
“Gross!” I said. “That’s such a lie! What are you doing now? That tickles.”
“I’m smelling your ear,” Jake said.
And then:
Jake’s hair smelled like iced tea with honey in it, after all the ice has melted.
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I have 137 YA books on my to-read list, which is actually my to-read spreadsheet. (Am I the only YAnnabe with an addiction to Excel?)
Most of these entries came from Book Crush, subtitle For Kids and Teens: Recommended Reading for Every Mood, Moment and Interest, by librarian extraordinaire Nancy Pearl.
My other major sources of YA book recommendations are:
Even with all this vetting, sometimes I indulge a whim or a pretty cover and start a book that’s not so great.
Which just annoys me.
We have so little time to read, when it comes down to it. Even if I read 100 books a year for the next 40 years, that’s only 4,000 books left in my reading life. That’s nothing at all, not really.
I’m trying to force myself to stop reading if a book’s so bad I’m actually rolling my eyes at it. But sometimes, I keep going just because I want to see how the plot plays out. Sometimes it’s the only book I have with me, and reading something is better than reading nothing.
Still, this is a struggle for me. I’d like to avoid starting a crappy book in the first place, but I also don’t want to just stick to award winners and books popular in the blogosphere. It would be fun to one day discover the next Graceling, y’know?
How do you make sure your next read is worth your time?
Tell me your secret! Does it involve checking the Amazon rating, going with Goodreads recommendations, devising a complicated five-pronged algorithm?
Title: Graceling
Author: Kristin Cashore
Category: Fiction, Young Adult
Rating: 5/5
Summary: Katsa is Graced with the ability to kill, which her uncle the king exploits for his own gain. She has no friends—how could a wild, predatory animal have friends? Then one day, she meets another Graceling who not only challenges her idea of friendship but her idea of herself. And it just so happens he’s pretty darn cute, to boot.
Review: OhmygoshIlovedthisbooksooomuch. I’ll try to stop gushing and write a coherent review, but…sigh. I was sad to let this one go.
Just a few of the things I loved loved loved:
I can’t wait for the next in this series!
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It seems like every writing how-to book I pick up says adverbs need to make like a tree and leave. (We’ll save lame metaphors for another day.)
I’ve been keeping an eye out for adverbs while I read, but I have a feeling that finding them is just the preheat part of the recipe for YA greatness.
It’s time to practice killing these puppies.
Let’s go back to the last book I didn’t finish, ghostgirl. The main character Charlotte is trying to sign up for cheerleader tryouts. Adverbs are in bold.
As she started writing the “C,” she was tapped harshly on the shoulder. Charlotte stopped writing and turned to see who was interrupting her first task of the day—no, of her new life—and then saw a line of girls who had been “camped out” all night waiting to sign up. The gathering resembled less of a tryout than a casting call.
The obnoxious candidate looked her over from head to toe, grabbed the pen, and simultaneously wrote her name in and Charlotte off. She then opened her hand and let the pen mercilessly drop the length of the string.
Charlotte watched the pen sway against the wall like a hanged man.
I don’t think these adverbs add much extra, but do you just get rid of them? Do you rewrite to make sure you don’t lose important meaning?
How would you rewrite this excerpt?