tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-42884959435482655822012-01-27T09:03:02.053-06:00Alisonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11608047796573694503noreply@blogger.comBlogger1181100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4288495943548265582.post-49323161952729281492011-06-17T17:37:00.001-05:002011-06-17T17:38:03.874-05:00

That is exactly what I looked like after watching the next two trailers. Harry Potter is my childhood. For my 12th birthday party, my friends and I went and saw Sorcerer's Stone. For my 21st birthday, rather than bar crawling and taking advantage of my rights as a 21-year-old, my friends and I saw Deathly Hallows Part 1. The premier of Part 2 is really going to mark the end of my adolescence.

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Um. So. Little known fact: Nicholas Sparks is god. He wrote the Bible. Better known fact: My facebook friends are not...quality.

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With finals coming up (next week! eep!), I have my eye on summer and $2 movie night at the theater as book-ish things are happening. Snow Flower and the Secret Fan This was one of the books I reviewed waaaaayyy back when the blog was shiny and new and regularly updated. I absolutely love books set in 19th century China (random, right?), so I am so essite about this. Just think about the

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Actually, I dressed up as Quinn Morgendorffer for Halloween 2010. And it was definitely a couple's costume with my old roommate. She was my Daria. We were awesome. Unfortunately, we're from an age group that missed out on Daria, so we spent all night explaining who we were. And there's just a little personal story for y'all.

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by Charles Warnke The girl who reads has spun out the account of her life and it is bursting with meaning. She insists that her narratives are rich, her supporting cast colorful, and her typeface bold. You, the girl who reads, make me want to be everything that I am not. But I am weak and I will fail you, because you have dreamed, properly, of someone who is better than I am. You will not accept

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I might be a fan of various Harry Potter fan bands.But none gets me like this one.

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Word is that the covers are meant as a contrast. Curtains. Outstretched hand. Archways. Twilight vs. Dawn.* My mind: Blown. *I'm going to be mature and look past the whole Stephenie Meyer situation.

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 I would love to have these as prints. Harry Potter will always be relevant to my life.  You can find Keep Calm Harry Potter here.

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Dear blog readers, I suck at posting. I really do. I have about eight posts that are half done and I just can't bring myself to finish them. It feels more like a chore than like something fun. I have four more weeks of school until summer. Eep! While I'm hoping to get around to finishing posts and back to commenting and what-not, I don't want to make any lofty promises. But I do promise this:

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I don't have a source for this. If someone knows who made it, please let me know. Because I need to go give that person a giant hug and then invite him/her out for coffee to talk about how awesome he/she is. ETA: I need this shirt.

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My apologies for the delay. I had a slight laptop charger mishap that resulted in a new laptop. So no more pink laptop and (hopefully) no more blue screens or dead batteries! Back in business until the next mishap! Ashley is a "normal" teenager. She lives in a poor working class neighborhood near Philadelphia. Her dad is a cabbie and her mom is a bus driver. Her house is too small and filled

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In the last year, I've become something of an internet celebrity. People are always Googling random shit and being led right here. Frankly, I'm concerned about some of the Google results that are leading them here. Seriously, people. I'm not running some kind of kiddie porn site here. Or a site about poop. (I was kind of asking for that one, though, wasn't I? Note to self: Figure out a new blog

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Hello, readers. Today, I have a guest post at The Hindsight Letters. You can read about 16-year-old Alison and the very. worst. thing. she ever did. Reasoning with Vampires. The blogger puts into words everything I cannot. Just why does Twilight annoy me so much? Why did I feel like there was something terribly, terribly wrong as I read it? Ah. Yes. Because something was terribly, terribly

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When Quentin was 9 years old, he was best friends with his neighbor, Margo. One day, the two went to the park. Underneath a tree, they find a man that has shot himself in the head. Quentin remembers that he took a step back while Margo took a step forward. This defines them as people. Quentin steps away from adventure and danger while Margo charges toward it. After that day in the park, Quentin

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Hurray! It's my 100th post! Which calls for something awesome. Like a vlog. My apologies, however, for my laptop fan sounding like a jet plane. And for me sounding like a toddler. And for being super attractive. Y'all can't touch this.

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Official Press Release Stuff:Marvel is pleased to present your first look at Emma #1 from New York Times best-selling writer Nancy Butler (Sense & Sensibility) and rising star artist Janet K. Lee (Return of the Dapper Men)! This March, delve into the world of nineteenth century courtship courtesy of a Rita Award-winning author and the illustrator whose work Newsarama.com calls “truly

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Raptors on Vacation understands people like us. The children did not say a word.  They sat quietly in the boxcar, looking at the bushes.“I wonder if it’s a bear,” thought Benny.  Soon something came out.  But it wasn’t a bear.  It was a dog, which hopped along on three legs, crying softly and holding up a front paw.“It’s all right,” said Jessie.  “It’s only a dog, but I think he is hurt.”The

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This story is told from the point of view of Death. It is the second World War and Death is following 9-year-old Leisel through Nazi Germany. They first meet when Leisel, her younger brother, and her mother are riding on a train. The three on their way to meet the foster family that will be taking custody of the children. Leisel's mother is always sick, and her father, a Communist, has been

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Hi. As part of my blog-versary business, I'm going to start moving away from an all book review format. Spicing it up a little more often. I get dragged down sometimes by my need to relive every single detail of a book. I don't cover every book that I read. (Who wants to read my review of The Good Earth? No one? Okay.) Mini-posts are my plan to give myself more time to finish reading books that

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Ramona Geraldine Quimby is six years old now! Huzzah! The book starts out with Ramona and Beezus cruisin' back from the park. Beezus is super pissed about something. She explains to Mrs. Quimby that the boys at the park started calling her Jesus Beezus. To a sixth grader, this is the worst thing ever! Ramona stood up for Beezus, but that only made the experience even more humiliating. The

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Happy anniversary, blog readers. I originally planned to vlog this bad boy up. (There will be a vlog. Soon. Fear not.) Problems with me vlogging: I had to apply make-up to make my nose visible. I am just that pale. I am becoming painfully aware of all my ridiculous facial expressions. It ain't pretty. I sound like Jessi Slaughter. I promise to not pop a glock and to not make any brain slushees.

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Claudia wants to be appreciated. She's the oldest of four kids and the only girl in the family. She has to take out everyone's trash even when her brother empties his pencil sharpener in it. She really is living in appalling conditions. In an act of upper middle class suburban pre-teen rebellion, she formulates a very detailed plan to runaway from home in order to teach her family to

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Rachel is a super-overachiever. She is orderly and smart and rocks at playing the flute. She has two besties, Stephanie and Alison(!), that you might remember from Just as Long as We're Together. (Confession: JaLaWT is my all-time favorite Judy Blume book. I swear that it has nothing to do with it having a character named Alison. Mostly.) Rachel is still smarter than them. She still lacks the

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Half a Plot: In the first half of the book, Pudge (not his real name, in case you couldn't figure that one out on your own) heads out to boarding school in Alabama. Up to this point, he has been the fairly friendless geek. He drifts between groups of friends, none of which actually count him as a real friend. Boarding school will be the time for him to make friends, have an adventure, and

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Needy (Anita to the rest of us) and Jennifer are BFFs. They have their own cutesy little language, just like all of Diablo Cody's other characters. (They refer to each other as Monistat and Vagisil. Sweet.) Jennifer is the flag team captain, has a rockin' bod, and is the center of attention. Needy always plays second fiddle. The only thing Needy has that is completely her own is her boyfriend.

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This is just your classic story of an average girl that finds out that she's a princess. Ho-hum, really. It happens every day. One day, she's a normal kid from Greenwich Village. The next day, her dad is taking her out for dinner and casually saying, "Hey, my illegitimate doll. Remember how I'm a politician in a nearly invisible European country? Replace 'politician' with 'crown prince.' Now

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How did I not see this before? And how come John Green wants me to love him so much? 'Cause really, John. You can stop trying. I already love you.

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Sorry I've dropped off the face of the Earth. Has anyone even noticed? Huh. Anyway, I think I'm back. And fixed. And less stressed. And no longer prone to sobbing until I make myself physically sick. High fives for admitting to myself that I'll be re-taking organic chem? And that my semi-beautiful transcripts have had a shit taken on them this semester? And that it will most likely lead to me

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Nancy Drew was my first literary girl crush. (Sorry, Stacey!) So when I found a Nancy Drew graphic novel at Goodwill, I was a little excited. But cautious. Because, really, Nancy books started sucking it up as soon as ghostwriters took over! (Actually, I have a post lined up about a book by a dude that turned down the opportunity to be a Nancy Drew ghost writer. More on that later.) This. book

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Does anyone have Ann Martin's personal e-mail address so I can send this to her? via I Heart Guts Please tell me it's not creepy that Annie M. losing her spleen when she fell out of a tree (while wearing her brand new gauchos!) was the first thing I thought of when I saw this e-card. Please. Edit that I can hopefully remove later: There appears to be an advertisement for Sarah Palin. on. my.

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Today was freaking. fucking. epic. Not even hitting an SUV (sorry, random girl!) can bring me down. Or that I had to sit through a conversation on favorite sex toys while I volunteered. (Don't ask. Just don't.) Or that I had a mouse pee on me about eight times. (Again, just don't ask.) Basically, my day off rocked. In between the sex toy conversation and the incontinent mouse, I hit up the

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It's my last Banned Book Week post! Hurrah! And this one is mad late. But, the deadline was October 1st. I didn't hear of any time within that 24-hour period. So, yay? Anyway, the Banned Book Week challenge(?) was hosted by Nikki from Are You There Youth? It's Me, Nikki. As soon as it's up, I'll link to the final round-up of posts. I've got the rocking early '90s cover. Love them little flowers

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Okay, so another unplanned Banned Book Week post. Like Blubber, I didn't realize this one was on the list when I got it from the library, read it, and blogged it up. But, hey, it is. So I'll throw it in for this week. And, again, check out Are You There Youth? It's Me, Nikki for a super sweet blog and Banned Book Week round-up. Well, this one is a doozy. It's been banned/challenged for

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Fools! It's Banned Book Week! Nikki at Are You There Youth? It's Me Nikki is hosting this super awesome event. You can check out her blog here and find out what other banned book reviews are floating around the blogosphere this week here! My love for this book is a bit by default. I'm part of the Gossip Girl generation. When I was in late elementary school, the girls were offered Gossip Girl 

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I love protest signs. A lot. via Fuck Yeah, Protest via BoingBoing via Reddit

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Okay, so I just realized that Blubber is on the list of frequently challenged books. But Banned Books Week is next week. Whoops! Think of this as a totally unintentional prelude to what's to come. And high-five to me for reading banned books whether I realize it or not. I'm a rebel like that. And you can read the other sweet posts from Nikki's Banned Book Week event here! Jill Brenner and

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via imgfave

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When she was thirteen, Deanna's dad caught her having sex in the backseat of a car with seventeen-year-old Tommy. Until then, Tommy had been Deanna's brother Darren's best friend. For obvious reasons, Deanna's dad was devastated. (Thirteen! Seventeen-year-old! Car! Sex! Statutory rape!) (And I imagine him being like Luca in The Baby-Sitter's Club movie. "Thirteen! Thirteen! Thirteen!" So yeah,

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This is the second graphic novel in the series, but The Truth About Stacey is really the third book in the BSC series. I'm a little confused about this. Instead of graphic novelizing Claudia and the Phantom Phone Calls, Claudia and Mean Janine was graphic novelized. Any hoodles-- Full summary is here! Musings on this piece of literature-- 1. How do we know that the BSA is bad news? The

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It's been a long time since I whipped out my Ace of Cakes skills and showed off the results of Hello, Cupcake, my and my roommates veryfavoriteever! cookbook. You can check out our super cute owls here. And our not-so-successful sunflowers here. Or you can read the author's blog here. This time, it was pure pandamonium. (Pun very much intended.) Sorry for the glare! Damn you overhead

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I decided to be a good reader and give Chuck Palahniuk another chance. Partly because I like books that are, uh, darker, so he should be right up my alley. And partly because I was at the library without my to-read list and feeling pressured. I'm glad I gave this dude another chance. Invisible Monsters is less about shock and more about actually telling the story. In this story, nothing is

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I'm not entirely sure on how I feel about this. On one hand, you have people reading and being exposed to a classic book that they might never otherwise pick up. On the other hand, they're reading a graphic novel and not the book as it was intended to be read. You're transforming a classic book into a graphic novel! A graphic novel! A graphic novel! Uh, if you want you can pre-order here.

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Hm. I love the cover. I always have. Why does this dude hate quotation marks and indentation so much? Sometimes, I want to cause him bodily harm because I have no idea who is saying what or if it's a thought or a dialog. I understand that he "embellished" certain details. What biographer, auto- or otherwise, doesn't? Does a person really recall every conversation they've had? Verbatim?  To "

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I mentioned before that I was denied a library card to the public library in the town where I go to school* because I'm not a full-time resident. Today, in a search for a now out-of-business Verizon (which is just awesome and incredibly convenient), I wandered into the library again. This time, I decided to look around just to torture myself. And do you know what? They have a whole room

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Nerds, this is my last pre-return-to-school post. Wha'? (It is also the last post I've got sitting in the cooker. There was a point where I had five or six half-finished posts floating around. Now I have none. Uh-oh.) And the end of what is quite possibly my last summer vacation. (Shit. I should have realized that back in May.) Right now, I don't know what school will mean for my blogging

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I give up. I can't do it. I can't even pretend. I can't read this book. I made it about 40 pages. Those 40 pages dragged. And irritated me. A lot. I freaking loved The Lovely Bones. (And for the record, I read it long before it was sold with a screen shot as a cover.) Lovely Bones is why I was so pumped to finally read this book. Problem? I think my hopes were too high.  It really feels like

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Kiddos, check out my guest post at The Hindsight Letters. I wrote a lovely letter to my 16-year-old self  about my mistakes in fashion and angst. It's a real tear jerker, I assure you. Okay, probably not. But I promise that my parents very nearly did cry every day during my weird punk-80s flashback phase. And yeah, totally wearing a band shirt and bright purple shorts today. Old habits die hard.

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And a spy. And an ace. And drop dead gorgeous. And wrong about which headmaster caned him. And there's a new biography out about him. And there's a snazzy article telling you all this. Update: Bad news. That article won't open. Hm. As a consolation, here's a similar article on the playboy. This article actually has a picture of a young Roald Dahl. Evidence that he didn't always look

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I finally got my hands on it. And I have a few thoughts. 1. The cover totally destroys my previous belief that I was a Stacey-trapped-inside-a-Mallory. Nope. Fashion-wise, I'm a former Claudia. Right down to the (previously) selectively-dyed pink hair. 2. Mary Anne looks creepy. 3. Andrew Brewer really is adorable. I'm just a sucker for toddlers in booster seats. And his pants have knee

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Plot: As part of the most generous contest in history, Mr. Pike wins a prize at work to take his family on a four day cruise in the Bahamas and a three day trip to Disney World. Apparently, this contest did not have a disclaimer stating it was good for a trip for four. Nope. The Pikes cash in the tickets for their family of ten. And remember how the Pikes can't care for their own children? Yep-

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Remember that one time I read Kristy and the Snobs and was devastated by the death of Louie Thomas? Well, sad news, kiddos. My own incarnation of Carrot Johanssen, Ms. Lili Noel VonSchnauzer-Dziesinski*, passed away last night from a suspected case of instesinal cancer which led to a perforated intestine and liver failure**. She just celebrated her eighth birthday on June 27. She enjoyed walks

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"I took a deep breath and listened to the old bray of my heart:I am, I am, I am." P.S. A new film adaptation is in pre-production! Julia Stiles will play Esther. If I do recall correctly, this is Stiles' favorite book. You can even see her reading it in a scene from 10 Things I Hate About You.

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Coming soon! BSC Super Special #1 Baby-sitters on Board! But what? Amazon had some much better reviews than I could ever write. First and Best Super Special "I loved the parts about Disney World, even though I've never been there I've been to Disneyland a million times, and loved how Ann Martin captured the 'feel' of Disneyland." You've been to Disneyland a million times? Is your name Dawn

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As part of the worst Super Sweet 16 ever, Gemma Doyle has a vision that shows her mother killing herself rather than allowing a shadowy thing to get her. And then, the vision comes true. In a cruel twist, the death of her mother gives Gemma just what she's always wanted--to leave India for finishing school in Britain. Once at school, Gemma falls in with the two most powerful girls at school,

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Do I need to summarize this? No? Good. I am quite possibly the last person in an industrialized nation to read this book. I don't know if that's a good thing. If nothing else, it means that y'all are at least minimally familiar with the book. Or the movie. Edit: Apparently everyone hasn't read this. Crap.  Real quick: It's 1960s Georgia. Basically Lily's dad is abusive and her

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Clever, isn't it? It's clearly a picture of Stacey McGill, but it's the PostSecret of Miss Claudia Kishi. Janine must have proofread this for her, though. Claudia would never use the right their/there/they're on her own.

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Fun Fact: I won this ARC on Goodreads. Go me! It'll be released August 17, 2010. This is yet another historical-mystery-romance. But this time, I can legit say that I liked it. Juliet Jacobs has just heard that her great-aunt Rose has passed away. Rose raised Juliet and her twin sister Janice after their parents were killed in a car accident back in Italy. After the funeral, the will is read-

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It's at least 300 years in the future. Apparently, good looks have ruined our present, their past. (Haters!) The obvious solution is to give everyone radical plastic surgery so that everyone is considered "pretty." Your 16th birthday marks the day that you receive the surgery. Tally, our leading lady, is all jazzed about the surgery. Can I get a 'Hell yeah!' to the prolonged anesthesia, having

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Hey, BSC! It's been awhile, eh? And, unfortunately, it might be a bit longer. I'm only two books away from the first gap in my BSC collection. 'Cause Lord knows I have BSC #131 The Fire at Mary Anne's House but I can't find BSC #17 Mary Anne's Bad Luck Mystery for the life of me. I even swallowed my pride and checked at the library. Since my childhood, the BSC books have taken a huge hit in

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I don't even know how to summarize this book. People with a carnival drug the wife when she's pregnant in order to have their children double as their sideshow acts. Arturo  (Arty), the son with flippers, feels superior to the rest of the family because his show is the most successful. Fortunato, nicknamed Chick, can control things with his mind. The twins, Iphy and Elly, run a lucrative

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My feelings for Twilight are pretty similar to those for Nicholas Sparks. And thus, the world needs its reporters to take a page from Ben Gleib.

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Devon is fifteen-years-old. She's a soccer star with a sketchy mom. She gets straight-A's and plans to play for a Division 1 school. All is going according to plan. Until Devon gives birth and throws the baby into the dumpster behind her apartment. Devon is quickly arrested and sent to juvie. Her whole defense on the

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He'd fight for his right to marriage equality!  (All Day, Everyday) (Your Apathy Is Just a Living Flaw) P.S. You can find both of these images at the kick-ass tumblr Fuck Yeah, Protest!

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Dudes. This is gonna be a short one. As in few to no spoilers. Normally, I'm all about the spoilers. I like knowing that a character I like will still be alive and well at the end of the book. No sense in getting emotionally attached to a character if he/she/it is just gonna die in a few hundred pages. So, anyway, this is one book that spoilers would have ruined for me. Meaning that I have

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I put this book on hold at the library the day after I got home from school. It had an 89 day wait. Clearly, this book is way ahead of it's schedule. I understand why. I read this bad boy in less than 24 hours. Possibly because I'm unemployed (but only for another day!!!). There was something that really bothered me about this book though. Read this book. And then read Tracy Chevalier's Virgin

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Disclaimer: Yes. I am a closeted bitch. I just spent more than ten hours of my day in three different airports and three more hours in a car. I've been awake since 3:30 in the morning, too. Sorry I'm not crapping rainbows and butterflies for y'all. (I learned that word in Texas...) I don't hide the fact that my main source of literary irritation is my BFF Nicholas Sparks. I'm happy to report

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Victor Mancini is: A sex addict. A medical school drop-out. A reenacter at 1734 colonial Dunsboro. A fake choker. Possibly the son of Jesus, the grandson of God. Except guess what!(?) (I'm never sure if a question mark should go after 'guess what'. People do it both ways. I'm not asking you to guess. I'm demanding it!) None of this really plays a big role in the story. Each of these details

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We're all familiar with the movie version, right? You better be. The book version is a bit different, though. Like less about Caroline. And by less, I mean almost nothing compared to the movie. Like she doesn't get lost. Yep. In honor of Nick and Norah, my status as a music whore, and a deep desire to crawl through my iTunes (almost 18,000 songs!), I'll be summarizing the plot in playlist form

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I haven't read a book I've hated in much, much, much too long. I hate the title. How dare the author assume that ever female in the world is after an engagement ring! I'm hating the chick lit genre more and more in my old age. I have no patience for the predictable

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This book has been on my to-read list since it came out. I am soooo glad to cross this bad boy off. (And sorry  I've been MIA lately. The whole unemployed-on-summer-vacation-while-most-of-my-friends-are-choosing-to-reside-200+-miles-away thing really takes up a lot of my time. My life is just too thrilling.) Jacob Jankowski is in his last week of veterinary school at Cornell when he gets the

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This book covers over 25+ years of main character Dolores Price's life. So, here are the highlights: --Age 4: Family gets a free TV from father's "boss." --Age 7 or 8: Baby brother dies at birth after his umbilical cord wraps around his neck. --Age 11 or 12: Parents divorce after revelation that dad's "boss" was really a girlfriend. Mom spends six months in a state mental hospital. Moves in

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Cover: Where is Stacey's long perm? She appears to have soccer mom hair! Lazy cover artist--Claudia, Dawn, and Charlotte are wearing the same plain, white shoes. In the book, the See You Soon, Stacey sign has blue letters. Also, Charlotte wasn't even there for the final farewell. Plot: Stacey's parents tell her that Mr. McGill's company branch in Stamford turned out to be a failure. He's being

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Plot:I'm adopting my Chelsea Handler-stance on this bad boy. I'm skipping the obligatory plot summary due to the book being a collection of short stories and essays. It would be silly, time consuming, and defeat the purpose of anyone else ever reading this book. Just know that there are short stories and essays, and they're humorous. Shazam. For unknown reasons, short stories actually bug me a

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I officially need to lay off the BSC a little. I've had a BSC dream. True story. And because I'm sure y'all are interested in what's going on in my mind during REM, here it is: Two of my roommates and I decided to take a study break and head over to another side of town. We drove three blocks and ended up in the Barnes and Noble near U of M-Flint. (I would be elated to live 3 blocks from a B&N

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The Cover: Why is Ashley wearing Timberlands? Why did I own a pair of those same boots when I was in elementary school? Claudia is not looking so fashionable. Why is every male sitting charge depicted on a BSC cover have to wear a polo shirt tucked into jeans? Have the cover artists ever met a child? No kid dresses like that! The Plot: Ashley Wyeth moves to Stoneybrook from Chicago. She and

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Whoa, whoa, whoa. Check it out. Or for those of you who don't feel like hyperlinking it up, just scroll down two posts. Notice who commented on it? John Elder Robison. Like Augusten Burroughs' brother. Now, yes. I am interpreting his comment to mean that 1) I must read his book instead of just talking about reading it and 2) he wasn't so into his brother's versions of things. This just completely

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Plot: Mmmm. Yes. About that. It's more of a collection of short stories. I don't feel like giving you long winded summaries of each, though. I have other things to busy myself with. Like finals. So we're gonna keep this short and sweet. Like every one of my 4.2 million dedicated readers, I automatically have to like a book with a Judy Blume reference in the title. Less obvious Judy reference? "

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I saw the movie version of this when it first came out. I remember liking it. Unfortunately, I no longer remember what I liked about the movie. I don't remember a thing about it. I can't tell you if they did the book justice. I can't tell you if the translation sucked or if the book or movie version was better. I would go rent it to rewatch and compare, but 1) I owe Family Video $4 as a result

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The Cover: No. I do not have the new cover. I like to stay true to the cover of the book I actually read. Unfortunately, people choose not to put the Old School cover online. And I choose not to photograph/scan my copy. So be it. The cover shows Kristy walking Louie, Shannon Kilbourne walking Astrid, and Amanda Delaney carrying Precious. An actual scene from the book! Why are Shannon and Amanda

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I may have mentioned before my demands for a Beauty and the Beast library. Because I like to be realistic, though, I understand that I probably won't have that kind of square footage in any future house. Or enough books. Unless I rob a library. (Which is actually a really good idea. Who would expect that? Give me a U-Haul, a team of ninja thieves, and strip me of my morality, and I'll fill those

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Holy Judy Blume! Don't you worry, kiddos. This is the last Judy Blume book in my possession at the moment. Although, I did see Are You There God? It's Me, Margaret at Goodwill this week. But it was missing it's cover. And it was the updated version that did not involve sanitary belts...Yes, I checked. Although, why am I so concerned about Judy overload? Isn't Annie M. overload a regular part of

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Plot: Sally J. Freedman is a ten-year-old Jewish New Jersey girl growing up in the 1940s. It's just a few years after the end of WWII, and Sally's active imagination often leads to her playing games that involve escaping from concentration camps. Cause, you know, that's what all little girls play in their free time. Sally's older brother Douglas breaks his collar bone while jumping over a

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The Cover: Mary Anne, Logan, and Jackie Rodowsky with his hand stuck in his grasshopper's jar--How romantic. Regarding the hand stuck in the jar--Totally a That 70's Show scene like this. Only it's Kelso with his hand in the jar. And it's weed, not a grasshopper. What is with Logan's shirt? Or Mary Anne's shirt? Huge white stripes must be IN.  And why do all BSC sitting charges depicted on

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Dear Nicholas Sparks, I hate you. I hate you more than Alfalfa hated Darla. A lot more! What brings this on? My roommate sent me the link to this today. Finally! Someone else has recognized the conspiracy that is your success! (Let me just stop for just a tick. Yes, I do own several of your books. I've only purchased one, The Notebook. It was on the bargain shelf at Wal-Mart. The cover is a

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Check this out! Done reading yet? Good. What's that? A quote on page 3 from a certain blogger touched your soul? You're kicking yourself for not having that as your senior yearbook quote? You're quitting your day job to follow this blogger around the country to hear what other genius things she has to say about the BSC? You're getting that quote tattooed on your bicep? You're naming your

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The Cover: What immediately bothers me about the cover is that Dawn and Jeff appear to be going up stairs. The passage's staircase went down. So, the cover is really showing Dawn and Jeffy looking up the attic stairs. Why was this the logical scene for cover art when the story centers around a secret passageway? Jeff Schafer is rockin' a mullet. Woo! California Casual Dawn looks... relatively 

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I don't know if I'm behind the times, but I definitely just discovered Contrariwise: Literary Tattoos today. I'm kind of in love. A lot. I now want a tattoo somethin' fierce. The only problem is that I would run out of space too quickly! Unfortunately, there were no BSC themed tattoos. Even more unfortunately, there were Twilight tattoos. To end things on a happy non-Twilight note: my

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I've recently decided that I'm like the Angelina Jolie of used books. I can't stop. Really. Seventy-six books in the last three months say I have a problem. But they deserve to be loved, and I can love them. (And yes, I am unemployed. In my defense, I cracked open the PayPal account, found some previously forgotten money, and accidentally bid on a bulk lot of books. Accidentally.) I said I was

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The Cover: The age difference between Stacey and her hunka' burnin' love lifeguard (five years! or about 100 years in BSC time!) isn't a problem for Stacey. What is a problem? That the cover makes the lifeguard look like he could be Stacey's dad. Like so: The Plot:At the end of Claudia and Mean Janine, the BSC gets a phone call from the Pikes. They want two of the girls to go to Sea City with

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A few weeks ago, I posted about the delightful cupcake book my roommate got for Christmas. I think that the first set of cupcakes set us up for failure on this set. We got cocky. We raised the standard for quality. We fell flat on our faces. This time around, we went for the sunflower design. Because it was warm and spring and we got to break out the Pikachu kite and life was good. (That is,

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I remember buying this book because I had freakin' loved Wicked. (I read it for an English class in high school and actually finished it. Meaning that it really was freakin' awesome. (I officially read four assigned books in high school.  Yep. Two years of advanced English and five AP classes,  and I managed to read one assigned book a year.  God only knows why those people gave me a diploma.

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The Cover: Uh, who's that kid? I don't recall the Claudster and Janine getting into a smack down in front of any little kid. And what is with the subplot being the cover art? The book isn't really even about Mean Janine. The book should be called Claudia and Mimi-and-the-Blood-Clot-in-Her-Brain-That-Resulted-in-Dead-Brain-Cells-and-Brain-Damage. Or something like that. The unidentified kid (A

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I woke up this morning to find this on my stalker feed: Mystery solved on why we haven't spoken since high school.

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I've been sitting on this post for about two weeks. That is how disinterested I am in this book and the author. It's shameful. Reasons that I hate Nicholas Sparks and his books: He likes to kill off the female love interest way too much. He likes to have his female love interests have a rocky past relationship that just won't go away. If it's with the deputy sheriff in town, thus complicating

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               (My apologies for the misaligned pictures! This is frustrating me to no end!) Whoa. Notice something?That updated-Andrew is suddenly lost the Michigan shirt-and-tie combo?Or that updated-Kristy's dress is way uglier?Or how about that Karen completely changed?She went from a sweet little flower girl to an obnoxious, bespectacled brat.I'll admit, I was confused by how innocent she

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Check out what I just found... Can you name the Baby-Sitters Club books? As a Sporcle trivia addict, I'm upset I didn't know about this sooner!

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