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A Wreath For Emmett Till by Marilyn Nelson

XIV. A Wreath For Emmett Till by Marilyn Nelson Poetry, like Juvenile fiction, self help books, and mass market romance novels, is something I just don’t find myself reading a lot of. However, I did come across a few notable books this year, all of which fall under the category of Young Adult. The first? […]

I Heart You, You Haunt Me by Lisa Schroeder

When Sonya Sones published the ever-popular, What My Mother Doesn’t Know, I read it and thought to my 16-year-old self, Dang, these are going to get POPULAR. And by these, I mean, of course, novels in verse. Different from a collection of poetry, novels-in-verse are usually told from the POV of a character, tend to […]

The Brief and Wondrous Life of Oscar Wao by Junot Diaz

I’m not sure I can muster up much to say about this book. I can tell you a cute story about how I came to have this book in my hands: I put it on hold at my library, therefore forcing the person who was currently reading it to bring it back in a timely […]

Chiggers by Hope Larson

I hope the title of this book won’t send anyone screaming. I mean, it sounds like a gruesome, B Movie about some mutant bugs to me. But just look at the cover! It’s obviously not frightening – it’s a book about summer camp. Did any of you guys go to summer camp? I did. Willingly. […]

Persepolis 2 by Marjane Satrapi

Raise your hand if you’ve read Persepolis 1. None of you?!?!? Please do yourself a favor, X this window and get thee to your local library and/or independent bookstore. Except for you, Lindsey Woho, of course. And perhaps Betsy. Or my mom. Anyway. This book is, indeed, a sequel. In the same vein as Craig […]

Blankets by Craig Thompson

This book has earned a very special place in my heart, because yes, this was the first graphic novel I ever read. My mother brought it home for me when I was still a teenager, and the whole “Graphic Novel” thing was just catching on in libraries and bookstores. It was (and still is) a […]

The Tender Bar by J.R. Moehringer

Okay, so I *might* have alluded to the notion that I hate “my childhood sucked” type memoirs. Then why on earth did I pick up this book, and, more operatively, why was I so surprised by the story I found? Maybe it was the book cover, or a Hook-The-Reader type description somewhere, but I thought […]