Posts tagged ‘re-tellings’

October 18, 2011

Writer Workshop Week: Zoë Marriott

Writer Workshop Week

Day 2 – Zoë Marriott

Writer Workshop Week is a week of guest interviews with well-known authors who Elle and Kate have asked to share a little bit of their writing process for aspiring novelists and readers alike!

Hej, Memoirites! Hvordan har du det? It feels appropriate to say hello and ask you how you are in Danish because today’s author is young-adult novelist Zoë Marriott! No, Zoë herself is not Danish but her wildly popular first book, The Swan Kingdom, is an ingenious retelling of the fairytale ‘The Wild Swans’ by Hans Christian Andersen… (See what I did there?) Zoë is also the author of the acclaimed fantasy novel Daughter of the Flames and the highly acclaimed Shadows on the Moon, currently available in a bookstore near you. We love Zo and we’re always delighted to have her on the site.

Elle: Hi, Zoë! Thanks so much for agreeing to be here. In prepping for the interview, I spent some time working through your treasure trove of a website and all of your tips for aspiring writers. If you had to pick one single piece of all-important advice to give to budding novelists, what do you think it would be?

Zoë: Thanks so much for inviting me, girls! Now, this first question… Oh, heck – where’s Yoda when you need him? The thing is, the One All-Important Piece of Advice probably changes from writer to writer, from day to day, even from minute to minute. It all depends where you are in your book, your life and your career. If I’m going for a one-size-fits-all type of thing I’ll probably plump for a reminder that the only difference between a published writer and an unpublished one is that the published one never gave up. So don’t ever give up. Persistence is three times as valuable as luck.

Kate: As a big fan of fairy tales and folk stories, I’m curious: what made you decide to use an Andersen story as the backbone for your novel? Was this a conscious decision at the get-go, or an evolution as you worked through ideas?

Zoë: I’ve always been fascinated by fairytales, and The Wild Swans was my favourite fairytale growing up. Looking back, I can see that what really captured my attention about the story – and all folkloric works – is the wide gaps left for the imagination within the narrative. Fairytales always tell you who did what and where, but somehow that essential WHY is never provided. Just why is the wicked stepmother so wicked? Why is the father or King always so willing to banish and forget his own children? How do the children themselves feel about it? What kind of courage does it take to go on when your fairytale world has fallen apart like this? I promised myself that I would explore these questions when I got older. And then I forgot about it. But when – several years later! – I realised that I wanted to write young adult novels, The Wild Swans immediately presented itself as a story that I needed to re-tell. It was as if it had been waiting patiently at the back of my mind all that time for me to grow up and notice it.

Elle: I’ve noticed that in my search for information, I haven’t seen anything which speaks to your writing process. Do you story-board? Are there lots of pieces of paper stuck haphazardly on your walls or do you have nice, neat index cards full of plans?

Zoë: Here’s where I bust out my camera! As you can see here, I’m a devotee of notebooks. Generally when I get a little spark of an idea I’ll pick out a notebook that seems right – I have nearly a hundred neatly stored in my Writing Cave – and I’ll start shoving Post-It notes into it with all my random thoughts. Later on, when the idea has matured or collided with another idea to make something that seems juicy enough for a book, I’ll get the notebook out again, pop a working title and a date in the front and start scribbling like mad – everything from fully formed scenes to one-line snatches of dialogue, to character sketches.

I do almost all of my rough drafting with a pencil in a notebook, which means that about 75% of my notebook is full of messy stuff which bears no resemblance to anything in the finished book at all. I’ve tried typing directly into a computer but I find it adds a lot of hard work to the revising later on – things look so official once you’ve got them in a Word Doc., it’s much harder to be flexible, play with ideas, change your mind. When I feel like I’ve rooted the story firmly in my brain I start trying to write a synopsis to contain all the craziness. Oy vey, synopses! I’m terrible at them! Plotting is definitely my week spot. I’ve developed all kinds of elaborate graphs and diagrams to try and keep control of my plots (as you can see!).
I’m not sure any of them really work – they’re more like a comfort blanket that I need in order to keep going when really I have no idea how things are going to fall out. For instance, after finishing the first draft of my current book I was forced to go back and change the gender OF EVERY SINGLE CHARACTER except two, and completely re-write it to make that work. I feel as if I’m a 50/50 mix between a planner and a pantser, and I hope one day to find a combination that works for me a bit more smoothly.

Kate: As someone who’s fairly private with her own writing, I always wonder this about published authors: when do you share your writing with other people? Do you have a sounding board you bounce ideas off of from inception or do you wait until you have some or all of a first draft done?

Zoë: Oh, you’re not alone, Kate! Lately I’ve been feeling like a bit of an anomaly in this regard, because Twitter and other writers blogs show me that everyone – but everyone! – seems to have teams of alpha readers, beta readers and critique partners. But I don’t. I never have. The only people who even get to glimpse what I’m working on before I’ve completed the first draft are my agent and editor – and when I say ‘first draft’ I actually mean ‘third or fourth draft that I call a first draft because I don’t want to admit how awful the actual first draft was’.

When I was first writing this was because I couldn’t find any person in my real life who was a) interested enough to comb through a first draft on my behalf and b) capable of doing so in a meaningful or helpful way. Seriously, you can’t exactly ask your mother, can you? By the time I became aware of the huge online YA community and the critiquing boards on places like AW I found that I didn’t really want feedback from anyone who wasn’t going to be directly involved in getting the book published, because so often the comments I saw online were contradictory and unhelpful.

But even though I don’t have any beta readers, I do belong to an informal writing group which was founded by an online friend of mine several years ago. We call ourselves The Furtive Scribblers and you’ll find them mentioned in the acknowledgments of everything I write. We have enormous, no-pressure fun, brain-storming, bouncing ideas, testing plots for holes, and pushing each other through writer’s block. I adore them, and without them my books would be HALF as good, if that.

Elle: I’m really interested in your experience of planning a fantasy novel and the alternative rules of that world. For high-fantasy, everyone’s advice is to start with a map, urban-fantasy seems to carry the recommendation of working out the mythology first. What did you do first whilst plotting your brand of fantasy novel?

Zoë: Panic, normally. As soon as I start to get an idea of what my fantasy world is going to be, I freak out and become convinced I JUST DON’T KNOW ENOUGH OMG. I wear out my library card, spend all my cash on reference works, documentaries and world music CDs and Google until my fingers bleed. Because my fantasy worlds so far have all had a historical basis (Daughter of the Flames was a mixture of India, Africa and Tibet, Shadows on the Moon is Japan and a sprinkling of China) it would have been all too easy to get things wrong.

Which may sound crazy when I’m making up my own world – but if you’re creating a pre-industrial country with no mass production and you have your characters pull out a ‘tarp’ or carry water in a metal bucket, you’ve already messed up. If you’re going to create fairytale Japan you need to know about real Japan or instead of an homage you’ll create a stereotypical parody, and not only insult the real culture you’re using but embarrass yourself. I do not like to embarrass myself!

Only when I’ve stuffed my brain to bursting point with every real life fact I can find do I feel as if I have the right to start messing around and actually making stuff up. This is the fun part. I used to draw incredibly detailed maps, but my publisher doesn’t like them and won’t actually put them in the book, so now I mostly sketch out relative areas so that I don’t get mixed up later on. I have a mental check list of vital facts I must know before I start work in earnest, like – what is the primary religion or religion of this country or countries? How strongly does this affect the day-to-day lives of the people? What does the general populace look like? What is the climate like, what are the major geographical features and natural hazards? What are is the wildlife like? The list goes on for quite a long while. But once I’ve filled those boxes I’ll give myself freedom to make other things up as I go along and as the plot or characters require. Some of my favourite bits of world building have come from impulse invention – like the facial tattoos in DotF.

Kate: Do you have any writing “rituals”? Do you have to cut yourself off from the outside world? Do you start rereading what you last wrote? Is there anything that has to be done for the juices to get flowing?

Zoë: I try not to let myself get into too many rituals, because I have an addictive personality and I feel as if I would just end up strangling myself. So, generally, I try to be in my Writing Cave by 9:00, I usually have a large mug of tea or coffee with me, and I generally try to re-read and revise what I wrote the day before, and then go onto new material. But if I blocked the doorway of the Writing Cave with three baskets of un-ironed laundry and I have to write downstairs instead? I try to be OK with that. If the dog rolled in something awful and needs a bath and I can’t start until 10:00? Golly, I really, really try to be OK with that. I think the only things I absolutely must have are my notebook/pencil and my iPod. Music is one thing I can’t do without. I mean, I can write without it, but I find it so hard to get started, it’s just easier to give in.

Elle: You’ve mentioned in one of your Q&A answers on your website that the ending to The Swan Kingdom changed drastically halfway through as you got to know your characters. Do you tend to find you start a novel with a fully-formed character in mind, or do you often begin with a handful of details and surprise yourself as you go?

Zoë: Actually, the ending itself stayed exactly the same. What changed was where the ending took place, how it took place, and all the characters involved!

I always start with a character. Stories come to me through the filter of a character’s eyes. I get that little whispering voice in the back of my head, and their life begins to unreel itself before my eyes. And because of this I fool myself that I know who they are and what’s going to happen. But of course, I’m not actually receiving messages from an alternate reality – it’s all coming from the little Writer Plugin in my hindbrain. And so what seems to come to me as incontrovertible ‘fact’, like this character’s actions, or that character’s traits, are all negotiable.

It’s only when I actually put the characters in the world, set them against each other and and let them get to work, that I truly start to understand them, and see how their histories, personalities, and conflicting desires, work together to create what I hope are fully realised people. And as soon as this starts, the story – what it means to them and what it means to me, and hence what actually happens – begins to warp and change.

Zoë's plot diagram - click to enlarge!

This is a good thing. Even if it does cause the occasional panic attack…

Kate: At what point do you abandon an idea – be it for a plot twist, a character, or part of your fantasy world – as unworkable? Is there some threshold that lets you know “this won’t work”?

Zoë: Nope. I’ve not yet figured out how to be well adjusted about this stuff. There’s things that I love, and things I don’t. The things I love stay no matter what, and the things I don’t go out the window in a constant stream. Then I send it to my editor and she cuts half the things I love, brings half the things I don’t love back from the flowerbed under the window, and tells me to make it work. And I groan and clutch my head, and try to sneak as many of the ‘love’ bits back in as I can, but it’s never as many as I wanted. If anyone else has any tips on how to handle this? I’d be extremely grateful!

Elle: I’ve taken great pleasure in putting this question to everyone else but I especially can’t wait to see what you say! Writers are often asked who their biggest influences are but I would instead like to know which novels most influenced you as an individual and as writer, barring the most obvious answer (cough, cough)!

Zoë: The Holy Trinity for me as a young person was – The Blue Sword by Robin McKinley, Lioness Rampant by Tamora Pierce, and Crown Duel by Sherwood Smith. If you’ve read these, you’ll sense a common theme – resourceful, brave, compassionate heroines, with bag-ass swords. These books taught me who I wanted to be and I like to think I’ve lived up to that, at least in a small way. Even though my sword is only a wooden one.

When it comes to writers who influence me and my work as an adult, though – writers that I’m still striving to emulate, writers whose books have expanded my horizons and continue to make me a better writer myself – the picture changes a little. Suddenly I’m looking at a new top three:

Hexwood by Diana Wynne Jones, The Curse of Chalion by Lois McMaster Bujold and The Other Wind by Ursula Le Guin.
These books have a lot less in common on the surface, but each of them has a core of… something, some indefinable thing, that I’m constantly trying to breach and understand. I’ve re-read each of these so many times you’d think I’d know them by heart. Instead, I find myself reading a new book each time. THAT is greatness. I bow down before them.

Thanks again for having me Elle and Kate, and for coming up with such different, intriguing questions!

Keep an eye out for out Writer Workshop Week giveaway 22/23 October!

Tomorrow on the blog: EC Sheedy!

August 11, 2011

Zoë Marriott Week: Day 4 – Swan Kingdom Review, Fairytale Facts and GIVEAWAY!

Welcome to Day 4 of Zoë Marriott Week!

Hi guys! Thanks for sticking with us all the way through to Day 4, we’re really stoked to have you all here. Today we had originally planned to do a review of both of Zoë’s remaining titles but we decided in the end that both Kate’s review and her list of awesome fairytale facts deserved a whole post all to themselves! So that’s what you’ll find below. Look out for the Daughter of the Flames giveaway tomorrow on Zoë’s Q&A post.

Speaking of, if you would like to ask a question for our Q&A post (anything at all! We have it on good authority that a certain lady authoress loves to speak of puppies and obscure literature) then please click here!

The Swan Kingdom by Zoë Marriott

Review by Kate

Publication Information: Candlewick Press / 13 October 2009 (reprint edition) / 272 pages

Where I heard about it: As we planned this week, Elle said (and I quote), “You’ll read Swan Kingdom. It’s a you-book.” And so it went.

Spoilers: Very few, and none that will ruin the book for you.

Review:

When her mother, the queen, is attacked by an unnatural beast, Alexandra tries every one of her healing skills, but her greatest effort is not enough. Too soon Alexandra’s father, the king, is spellbound by a beautiful stranger – a woman intent on having the Kingdom to herself. In a terrifying moment, all Alexandra knows disappears, including her beloved brothers, and she is suddenly banished to a barren land unlike her own. But Alexandra has more gifts than even she realizes, and she’ll need to master all of them as she is confronted with magic, murder, and the strongest of evil forces.

I am a great lover of fairy tales. I studied them in college, used them in my curriculum when I taught, and recently, shocked a colleague at my internship when I confessed my all-time favorite movie is Beauty & the Beast. I love the magic and mythos inherent in fairy tales, which is probably why I tore through The Swan Kingdom in less than a full day, devouring it in three long sittings.

From the very first page, there is no mistaking The Swan Kingdom as a fairy tale. The world itself is both literally and figuratively filled with magic – the enaid, a mystical force, fills Alexandra’s homeland of The Kingdom, and the narrative is beautiful and absolutely captures that feeling of wonder. You never forget that you’re reading a fairy tale, not as Alexandra discovers the Circle of Ancestors, as her mother fights through her last illness, and as the beautiful stranger, Zella, is brought into her Kingdom and people begin to behave strangely. Even when she is sent away to the enaid-deprived Midland to stay in her aunt’s house on the seashore, there is always that pulsing drive of magic behind both Alexandra’s experience and the reader’s. It reminded me at times of watching a Disney movie; at some points, all it needed was a soundtrack and some talking animals!

She pressed a kiss to both my cheeks, and I heard the quiet huff of her breath, slightly quicker than usual; then, with a last touch to my shoulder, Mama left me and walked forward to lay a hand on the lintel stone.

The rock whispering grew louder. More voices joined the first ones, their strange words mingling into a soft babble of sound. Around us, the forest seemed to fall still.

“You must pass through the gateway.” Mama gestured to the waiting shadows within the opening.

“I…” My stomach fluttered. “Alone?”

I could stretch the blog to the ends of the internet discussing the huge, sweeping sections of this book I absolutely adored. The whole of the internal mythos – with the enaid and other magic, the Ancestors and the world itself, the conflict between Alexandra and her father’s new bride – is addicting and makes me wish the book was a few hundred pages longer. Alexandra’s brothers are delightful (I may have a crush on Robin; I always love the smart characters!), and Gabriel, who first debuts on a beach in the middle of the night, may very well be the mysterious Mr. Darcy of the Swan Kingdom world (though, gratefully, without all the interfering pride!). The last 60-odd pages are can’t-put-it-down good and compelled me to stay up past my bedtime to finish.

But despite these praises I am proudly warbling, there were a few times when I just wished there was more. The fairy tale style is limiting and not always rewarding for a reader; Alexandra often tells rather than shows, which means the reader never hits the emotional pay-dirt of certain moments (especially, sadly, some of those with Gabriel). There were dozens of little scenes or places within scenes that I wanted more of. I wanted to watch the evolution of Alexandra’s emotional growth – pain, helplessness, anger, falling in love – but the nature the fairy tale style held that at bay. I couldn’t help but feel disappointed at times, wondering, Is that really it?! when I realized I wouldn’t fully experience Alexandra on the beach with Gabriel, the truth depths of the black emotional spiral she decends into, or the full thrust of her misery with her aunt. And then, again, I sulked when I realized the end was full of red herrings and dead-ends full of magic and wonder – but lacking the flesh I really love on my twists and turns.

In return, I told him guiltily edited stores of my own home. How could I say that my mother had been Lady Branwen the Wise? Ladies were not supposed to sit on the sand in their nightclothes and talk with strangers. Nor did I wish to speak of the horrors that had overtaken me so recently; I didn’t even want to think about them.

How long we sat on the shore I do not know, but when I glanced up I saw the milky wash of light in the east that drowned out the stars and knew it was near dawn.

As a great lover of fairy tales, I adored Swan Kingdom. But there is a part of me, a good-sized chunk, that wished it wasn’t a fairy tale so I could have the full meat of this story – and devour it for a lot longer than one mad-cap day.

7 double-stuff oreos: A book that comes with high recommendations.

(For more rating information see here.)

Fun Fairytale Facts

  1. The Brothers Grimm (what, you didn’t know they were real?) are most often given credit for being the first to collect fairy and folktales, but this is not entirely true. Charles Perrault, a French author, transcribed many traditional stories over 100 years before the Grimm brothers, originating stories such as “Little Red Riding Hood” and “Cinderella.” Despite this, his collection pales in comparison to the 200-plus stories amassed by the Grimm Brothers, many of which – such as “Sleeping Beauty,” “Rumpelstiltskin,” “Rapunzel,” “Snow White,” and “Hansel and Gretel” – are still well-known today.
  2. But don’t mistake the Brothers Grimm for Walt Disney. The Brothers transcribed the stories as originally told. Many are dark, violent, and gruesome by modern-day standards. At the end of “Cinderella,” for instance, Cinderella’s step-mother cuts her daughters’ feet to pieces in order to force the glass slipper to fit; in “Rumpelstiltskin,” the little man rips himself in half. Some of the stories were so dark that people complained they weren’t suitable for children (the title of their book was Children’s and Household Tales), causing them to remove and heavily edit many of the stories for future publication.
  3. The reason why we say things like “death comes in threes” and consider three a lucky number is in part due to fairy tales. Oftentimes, what happens in a fairy tale happens three times: Cinderella attends the ball three nights in a row, Rumpelstiltskin gives the queen three days to discover his name, and several stories themselves have three of something as an essential element (three little pigs, three bears, and so on).
  4. European cultures are not the only to have fairy tales. Almost every major culture has its own version of the classic fairy tales we think of today. The Zuni Tribe of the southwestern United States, for instance, has a story called “The Turkey Herd” in which a wild girl who cares for turkeys is sent to a dance by the birds and dances with the head of the tribe; in the Philippines, “Juan and Clotilde” tells the tale of a young man who wins the hand of a girl trapped in a tall tower with no doors or stairs. A former professor at the University of Pittsburgh has categorized hundreds of stories by type, all of which can be found here. (Link here! )
  5. Fairy tales, like many folk stories, are born of an oral tradition. While it is impossible to pinpoint the first written fairy tale with complete accuracy, an ancient Egyptian story circa 1300 B.C. is considered to be the oldest. In terms of what we think of as Western fairy tales, Aesop’s tales in 6 B.C. are probably the oldest. But literature is rife with fairy tales, too, and elements of them – as well as entire stories! – appear in the works of Shakespeare, Chaucer, Spenser, and others.

Giveaway

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July 23, 2011

Announcement: Zoë Marriott Week!

Theme Week: Zoë Marriott Week

Us gals at The Book Memoirs are pleased to announce that Monday 8th August 2011 – Friday 12th August 2011 will be Zoë Marriott Week here on the blog!

For those of you who haven’t heard of Zoë, she is the author of the YA fantasies The Swan Kingdom and Daughter of the Flames, as well as the brand spanking new Shadows on the Moon which was released July 2011 from Walker Books. You can find more information about our lovely guest here on her website or on her blog, The Zoë-Trope.

The program for the week is as follows:

Monday 8th: Zoë gives us her insider knowledge on the Shadows on the Moon trailer and we investigate the casting and production process, as well as giving you the chance to submit a question to Zoë to be answered on Friday!
Tuesday 9th: Elle will give us her thoughts on Zoë’s latest novel, Shadows on the Moon, and we’ll be giving away a copy of the book and some delightful book swag!
Wednesday 10th:  Zoë shares her a very special post telling us all about her favourite comfort reads, stuffed full of recommendations and must-grabs.
Thursday 11th:  Elle and Kate will post their mini-reviews of Daughter of the Flames and The Swan Kingdom and Kate will show off her random knowledge with some interesting facts about fairytales.
Friday 12th: Zoë will answer the reader questions which have been submitted throughout the week and we’ll be offering another extra-special giveaway!

We’re really excited to work with Zoë, she’s an awesome person and a brilliant novelist. Be aware, we’re out to convert you!

See you on Monday 8th August 2011!

April 1, 2011

Book Babble: Elle’s IMM March Edition!

In My Mailbox (IMM) is a weekly feature organised by The Story Siren. IMM is a post where you can show which books entered your house and it also gives you a chance to say thank you to the people that kindly sent them. To find out more about how you can join in click here.

Books mentioned in this post:
The Piper’s Son by Melina Marchetta | Goodreads
Saving Francesca by Melina Marchetta | Goodreads
Illegal by Bettina Restrepo | Goodreads
Unlocked by Ryan G Van Cleave | Goodreads
So Shelley by Ty Roth | Goodreads
Looking for Alaska by John Green | Goodreads
An Abundance of Katherines by John Green | Goodreads
The Victorian House by Judith Flanders | Goodreads
Harmonic Feedback by Tara Kelly | Goodreads
Subway Girl by P J Converse | Goodreads
Tiger, Tiger: A Memoir by Margaux Fragoso | Goodreads
What Can’t Wait by Ashley Hope Pérez | Goodreads
Nevermore by Kelly Creagh | Goodreads
Anna and the French Kiss by Stephanie Perkins | Goodreads
Lola and the Boy Next Door by Stephanie Perkins | Goodreads

March 6, 2011

The Great Big Sample Post: Part 1 ft. Kate

The Great Big Sample Post: Part 1 ft. Kate

 

 

Over the last few weeks, while my school life was far too frantic to even look at my Kindle, I found solace in amassing samples. Non-fiction, YA, fantasy, sci-fi — you name it, I sent something in the genre to my Kindle in hopes of reading it later. As it turns out, “later” was a week of plowing through more than 40 samples, trying to decide what I did and did not want to read.

(I haven’t actually gotten through all of them, but non-fiction and books that are tangentially related to school can wait!)

For that reason, I present to you the five very best and five very worst samples I read, not necessarily listed in true order of preference. The top five is actually more a top 10 that changed every third time I looked at the list, but I think I’m solid now.

Maybe.

We’ll see.

Love It, Lick it, Buy it (Devour it, Never Let it Go):

 
 

 
 

Dash & Lily’s Book of Dares

by Rachel Cohn and David Levithan

I think, rather than try to explain why I loved this sample (and in fact told Elle to read it immediately), I’ll let Dash do the talking:

Wherever I went, I was on the wrong end of the stampede. I was not willing to grant ‘salvation’ through an ‘army.’ I would never care about the whiteness of Christmas. I was a Decemberist, a Bolshevik, a career criminal, a philatelist trapped by unknowable anguish–whatever everyone else was not, I was willing to be.

I’ve always felt that teenagers in fiction have a habit of not coming across as teenagers. Their cynicism (and joy!) comes across as muted and disingenuous, reminding you constantly that this is an adult trying to recreate their younger years. Both Dash and Lily, from the first page, feel real to me. Damaged and genuine, which is just how I like my characters. Plus, the book’s set in The Strand, that famous New York City bookstore, and features the characters writing back and forth to each other in a red moleskine. C’mon, bibliophiles. How could I resist?

 

 

Heist Society

by Ally Carter

Here comes the big confession: I can be an incredibly shallow reader. Sometimes, I just need pretty-funny-shiny to grab me and suck me in. Combine this with my lifelong love of heist movies, and I think Heist Society was meant for me. The setup is laugh-out-loud funny even if the premise is a bit out there (teenage con artists?) and every word just sung. From the fate of the Headmaster’s car to the introduction of Hale, I was sucked in. Even if it won’t ever be the most heart-wrenching, life-changing read, I’m a law student. I appreciate flirty, frivolous, and fun.

 

 

 

 

Bleeding Violet

by Dia Reeves

It takes a special author to write a character who grabs you from the first moment. It takes an especially special one to do the same with a deeply damaged character. Hanna, from the first page, is broken. It’s not even a spoiler to say that; from the first instant, something is wrong with Hanna. Full stop. But somehow, despite that — maybe because of that — you want deeply to care about her while she tries to make a home for herself with the mother she doesn’t know.

I set my bag on the floor and unpacked: seven purple dresses, purple underclothes, my purple purse, the big wooden swan Poppa had carved for me, and my cell phone. Since the room had no closet, I placed everything on the built-in shelves along the wall opposite the door, including my pills, which took up almost all the top shelf. I put the few toiletries I’d packed into the medicine cabinet. And that was it.

I was home.

There’s something beautiful in the choppy, disconnected way Hanna tells her story. In her imperfections. And that’s special.

 

The False Princess

by Eilis O’Neal

Imagine a Disney movie made into a book. Now imagine it with fewer talking animals and a girl whose life is about to be turned upside down, and you have The False Princess. High fantasy can feel like a trope parade down main street, but something about Princess Nalia and her trouble-making best friend Kiernan is addictive from the first. What starts as two teenagers trying to keep themselves amused by looking for an invisible door leads to Nalia discovering her entire life is a lie. One part prince-and-pauper, one part just solid fantasy, this book promises to wrap me up in its world and I’m desperately looking forward to it.

 

 

 

The Dark Days of Hamburger Halpin

by Josh Berk

Long before I met Elle, a friend accused me of preferring male characters over females. I’m sure Elle would agree. When a man (or boy!) is written well, when I feel he’s real — I don’t think I could really ask for more than that. And Will Halpin, a deaf boy who’s embarking on his journey to mainstream school, is written perfectly.

Arterberry keeps turning around or covering his mouth with his flabby arm while writing on the board. Plus, although I realize that the American with Disabilities Act can’t force him to get rid of his bushy lip beast, a basic sense of fashion and/or hygiene should compel him to at least trim his ‘stache.

The class ends before I have any idea what era of history we were even talking about.

Will’s disability, too, is dealt with realistically and feels teenage (like stashing the hearing aids he promised to wear). You might as well just call the book This Will Make Kate Shell Out Her Cash, because really, that’s what it is.

 

Honorable mentions (the rest of the “Top 10″, really):

Please Ignore Vera Dietz by A. S. King, Living Dead Girl by Elizabeth Scott, Paper Towns by John Green, Perfect Chemistry by Simone Elkeles and White Cat by Holly Black.

[Editor note: Elle would like to point out that 7 of these were recs by her and that she owns a pretty copy of White Cat, too. Neener.]

 

Burn it (and Then, Burn the Ashes):

 
 

 
 

Tutored

by Allison Whittenberg

I once read a book about a “fat” girl (bear with me) that promised to be an uplifting story but really focused on the horrors of being fat. This sample felt like that with poverty. Oh, the story is one of my favorites — bright girl from a good home, poor boy who struggles in school — but something about the tone of the book just made my skin crawl. Without going so far as to say poor people are icky, it felt that way and I couldn’t detach myself from that connection. There’s no sympathy for Hakiam, the “downtrodden” boy of the story, even from the prose itself, and that’s a problem.

 

 

 

 

 

 

Elegance of the Hedgehog

by Murial Barbery

Elle informed me this was a translation from the original French after I read and loathed the sample, which explained a lot. Namely, why this book is so unreadably verbose. Every paragraph beats you over the head with ten-dollar words, which would be great if the story was about winning a Scrabble tournament but not so much when it’s about — uhm. Well. I’m not even sure what it’s talking about, half the time.

I then obligingly flaunt these pauper’s victuals–now much improved by the noteworthy fact that they do not smell–because I am a pauper in a house full of rich people and this display nourishes both the consensual cliche and my cat Leo, who has become rather large by virtue of these meals that should have been mine, and who stuffs himself liberally and noisily with macaroni and butter, and pork from the delicatessen, while I am free–without any olfactory disturbances or anyone suspecting a thing–to indulge my own culinary proclivity.

Worse, both the fifty-four-year-old concierge and the twelve-year-old who lives in the building sound exactly alike, florid language and too-long rambling about everything. I honestly couldn’t figure out that it’d moved from one character to another until the girl said she was twelve. I’d say this is either the world’s worst translation, or someone liked thesaurus.com a bit too much when writing.

 

The Adoration of Jenna Fox

by Mary Pearson

Elle told me this sounded like a me-book, and maybe it would be were it not so incredibly choppy. Reading the sample — which attempts to set up how Jenna lost her memory and remembers nothing of her life — is like trying to understand a television show by flipping the TV off every few minutes. The narrative is choppy and jumps around too unevenly for me to really engage. Really, that’s the issue: it’s not poorly written (though sometimes, the sentences are so short and jerky, I think Hemingway is probably rolling over in his grave) as much as it is distracting. Instead of being intriguing, the tiny-boat-in-a-storm feeling made me give up on the sample halfway through. I think I might’ve enjoyed it otherwise.

 

 

 

Willow

by Julia Hoban

If you’ve watched my Book Babble, you’ve heard this rant, but if not, it goes something like this: the introduction of plot shouldn’t feel like being beaten to death with a baseball bat. From the first page — literally, the very first page, this isn’t exaggeration (for once) — Willow is so obsessed with cutting and scratches and pain that the book might as well have a giant THIS IS ABOUT CUTTING! sign. Maybe with fireworks, just in case you missed it.

But Willow’s eyes are riveted by something else: an angry red welt, about three inches long, that runs from the girl’s elbow to her wrist. If Willow squints hard enough, she can just about make out a few flecks of dried blood.

How did she get it? She doesn’t look the type.

Maybe she has a cat. A whole bunch of kittens.

Yeah, that’s it. Playing with her kitty. That’s probably how it happened.

Willow slumps down in her seat.

(And in case that’s not enough blunt force trauma, she’s crouching in the school bathroom and cutting herself by the end of the first chapter.)

I’m not against books about timely topics, and definitely not about getting the issue of cutting out there, but this feels more like an 80s after-school-special than a book. Shallow and painful for it.

 

The Maze Runner

by James Dashner

I should love this book. A bit dystopian, a bit Lord of the Flies, about boys being taken to a strange place and forced to survive by cultivating land and raising animals. But in trying to make the reader feel what Thomas feels, waking up in the elevator that delivers him to his new life, the book ends up leaving the reader in the total dark. There’s no frame of reference or context for anything that’s going on, and the book isn’t written tightly enough for the reader to feel Thomas’s situation. It ends of reading like poorly-written YA fiction, all bombastic confusion and no real meat. I couldn’t even get through the sample, so what does that say for the whole book?

 

 

 

So what about you? Do you download the Kindle sample or does it feel like cheating like the gals from The Book Memoirs? Do you hoarde them? And what’s on your radar?

February 21, 2011

Elle’s TBR or not TBR: Giveaway!

Sometimes, it just doesn’t work for me. Sometimes, I read a blurb and buy a Particular Shiny and three years later, said Particular Shiny is still sitting in my TBR pile, forlornly collecting other books on top of it and wondering if I still love it.

Well, the answer is, I don’t!

This edition of TBR or not TBR, this is the question? is compromised of books from the Absolutely Not TBR, Sorry For Offending The Book Gods Pile. These are books which have wonderful premises but which I have never read and now can’t see myself picking up (unless the world blows up and there are no more books and I have to dig to the bottom of that pile, that is). I have limited shelf space and it’s time they were a’movin out!

The reason this post is particularly cool: everything that’s listed below is a book that’s in more or less brand new condition and I would very much like to give them away to bloggers who would be interested in reviewing them. There are three packs below up for grabs:

1# The Cool Dead People Pack

2# The Supernatural Shinies Pack

3# The Jet-Setting Pack

To enter…

Giveaway is open internationally – books will be posted standard shipping from the UK when winners are selected so please allow some time for them getting to you! :)

1. Post a comment telling us your favourite book and most hated book from 2010.

2. Please include which pack you’d be most interested in. If you don’t have a preference, that’s okay, too!

3. Please make sure to include a valid email address which we can get in contact via.

Giveaway closes: 24/02/11 at midnight GMT.

Winners announced 25/02/11!

February 18, 2011

The Book Look Challenge: Kate / February

 

Every month, Kate and Elle indulge their bookly vanity by walking into a real book store (something which is all the more important in light of the recent Borders closures), choosing four books based solely on their covers and reading the first chapters to see if they meet the cover’s shiny promises! With photographic evidence of their foray into The Land of New Stuff, The Book Look Challenge reports on what’s hot and what’s definitely not.


Kate / February

 

Title: The Replacement

Author: Brenna Yovanoff

Publication Information: Razorbill / 21 Sep 2010 / 352 pages

Genre: YA / Paranormal Fantasy

First impression: Admittedly, this was actually the last book I picked up on my loop of the store. I’d already chosen four covers, you see – a variety of genres, on a variety of tables, all that good stuff – but I saw this and actually did a double-take. There is something so speechlessly sinister about this cover. Not just the images themselves (because the whole scissors-over-the-baby-carriage thing is bad enough!) but the color scheme and tone of it. I am a sucker for when a cover matches what the book will be (and endlessly frustrated when the cover is nothing like the content) which is why I think this grabbed me. It’s sort of a no-holds-barred statement about the kind of story that’s going to be inside, am I right?

But. And there’s always a but. My one fear about such a stunning cover is this: because it’s modern YA, and because of the cover, I’m terrified this is going to be a teenage paranormal-stuff-happens-blah kind of book. There. I’ve admitted it. And I’m crossing my fingers against it.

 

After a read: Wow. Okay. I’m not sure what I think of this.

The book is clearly the story of teenage boy Mackie, a high school student. In the first chapter, the usual things are established: there’s a girl he likes, he has quirky friends, he has a personality defect (blood makes him queasy), he has a conflict (his locker is vandalized). These opening pages are admittedly not perfect – some of the writing is incredibly clunky, especially as the author attempts to make sure you know the hair color and build of every character – but when Mackie rushes out of the hallway and into the rain and we switch to a memory about a story he was told, the whole tone of the story changes. The clunky, uncertain writing, suddenly becomes atmospheric and gorgeous, and produces gems like this:

Don’t show anyone the true, honest heart of yourself or else, when something goes wrong, you might wind up rotting in a tree. Everyone has a point of origin. A place they come from. Some people’s places are just simpler than others’.

I feel a bit like an American Idol judge when I say “this book might have potential”, but that’s the thing: it might. Might. There is something engaging enough and interesting enough from page one that I can overlook the trip-on-yourself YA over-description that usually makes me want to throw a book at the wall. The end of the chapter is too good to spoil, but came unexpectedly enough that I wanted to roll right on to Chapter 2. But on the other hand, some of the writing is terribly clumsy. And as much as I want to stick my fingers in my ears and hide under my blankie, the big, bad truth is this: the book is teenage paranormal fiction. There is no doubt in my mind about it.

Purchase status: On the fence.

 

Title: Hood

Author: Stephen Lawhead

Publication Information: Thomas Nelson / April 8 2008 / 512 pages

Genre: Fantasy / Re-telling

First impression: I have a thing for the color brown. No, really, I do. It’s funny, because of all the books on the table I passed, this one shouldn’t have caught my eye. Except it was a lone gem in a sea of ugly “high fantasy” covers – you know the ones, with the armor and the swords and the half-naked woman on the cliff with the moon in the background – and for that reason, it absolutely stood out. I love the watercolor-style woods and how, excepting the title, it almost looks like parchment. Well, parchment with an arrow through it, not sure what that’s about.

 

After a read: There is something about truly epic fantasy that should make you feel like you’re escaping to a whole other world. If it’s right, the reader should feel transported from the first page and never look back. The first page – and the whole of the prologue – deals with a boy named Bran, prince of a kingdom I don’t dare try to spell, who goes hunting in the name of his sickly mother.

No matter. He would not give up. Clutching the bow stave in his hands, he struggled on, step by step, tugging the young boar along the trail, reaching the edge of the forest as the last gleam of twilight faded across the valley to the west.

We learn very little about Bran himself, and more than that, we’re not really given impetuous to care about him. The first chapter improves precious little, so much that I stopped reading a few pages in. It’s not poorly written, it’s just – boring. Especially as the bits that promise to be interesting early on (such as the king complaining about his son and his, ahem, lady of ill-repute) are beaten away like summer gnats for stock fantasy tropes.

Purchase status: No chance.

 

Title: Mr Chartwell

Author: Rebecca Hunt

Publication Information: The Dial Press / 8 February 2011 / 256 pages

Genre: Literary fiction

First impression: This book was on the first table when I walked into Barnes & Noble, and honestly, immediately caught my eye. I think the color did it, and that sort of ’60s wallpaper pattern that makes me think of a London flat. Either way, the cover made me immediately curious (as a good cover should). There’s something about it that is reminiscent of Paddington Bear and yet the first thing I wondered was whether this was werewolf book (and I know I should be banned from mentioning werewolves in any context, but I can’t help myself). There was no way in hell I wasn’t going to look at this. No way.

After a read: I’d like to take a moment and list the following reasons why I read well past the first and then second chapter, and into the third: 1.) The book opens with Winston Churchill. Yes, that Winston Churchill. 2.) It then continues on to a neurotic woman who yells at tea leaves and plays the Rolling Stones too loudly. 3.) Mr. Chartwell himself is – well, he’s not what you expect him to be. In fact, he’s a dog. A very large, very black dog.

I know. It sounds ridiculous. But I think only a very special book can take a line like this:

A tasteless bowl designed to resemble a cockerel; Esther had hidden the cockerel-head lid in a drawer.

and use it to tell you everything you’ve ever wanted to know about a character. Every detail that’s included in the first two-almost-three chapters works perfectly with the next, building on each other in a way that the description of a kitchen shouldn’t. I would ordinarily poo-poo a book that spends a page talking about what someone’s house looks like, or a scene out a window looks like, but it almost feels like this book is managing to turn every detail on its head. (And all in the first few chapters!) I think the whole contrary nature of this book works best using a quote that made me grin:

Then he turned to face the landlady with an expression that said, I know what you’re thinking, but what do you say we just ignore it? The expression also said, Hi there!

Or maybe the one that made me stop, laugh, and decide to write this now, before I can’t stop myself from laughing:

“‘Are you a ghost?’ Esther found a chair at the table and blindly fell into it. ‘…Some sort of ghost?’

Mr. Chartwell said, ‘It’s pretty obvious I’m a dog. We established that two seconds ago.’

I don’t know what this book is going to become but I am definitely in for the ride.

Purchase status: Gimme gimme gimme.

 

Title: Sarah’s Key

Author: Tatiana de Rosnay

Publication Information: St. Martin’s Griffin / 30 September 2008 / 320 pages

Genre: Historical fiction

First impressions: Once again, this was a book sitting on a table with a half-dozen others and somehow? This cover managed to catch my eye over all the others. The gorgeousness of the background – old buildings, flowers, a sort of early-20th-century feel – contrasts a lot with the running children. And, of course, there are the fact that the children are running. No leisurely stroll, no playing, but running. The first time I glanced at it, I imagined peals of laughter as they darted away from the cameraman (like kids on an Easter egg hunt) but the more I looked, the more I couldn’t decide. Was it happy running or was it fleeing? Something about the boy’s body language doesn’t sit right for it to be playful. I kept going back and forth in deciding what I thought was really going on!

 

After a read: If I was taking the first section – there aren’t chapter divisions so I have to call them sections – in isolation, I’d be happily balanced on the cross-beam of a fence on this one. The book opens with some sort of police coming for a woman and her daughter, and all signs (with about the subtlety of a train wreck) point to them being rounded up for a concentration camp. The child’s perspective is fresh and feels appropriate for a nosy kid around her age, and there is some real emotion present in the first section.

She wanted to push her mother away. She wanted her mother to stand up straight and look at the men boldly, to stop cowering, to prevent her heart from beating like that, like a frightened animal’s. She wanted her mother to be brave.

And if I took the second section on its own, I’d be on the same cross-beam. Julia, her husband, and her preteen daughter all visiting the apartment they’re now going to live in, one that belonged to her husband’s grandmother. Julia herself is a decent narrator, and the other characters – sarcastic, old-soul Zoe, the grinning Antoine, even her (almost un-described) husband – are interesting enough that I think they could sustain a story.

But section one is the Holocaust, section two is Julia and company, and section three – because I looked – is the Holocaust again. And that, I don’t know about. Books that jump from the past to modern times and back again are hard to pull off well and I just don’t know if this has the staying power. Especially since neither section is special enough to really make me want to keep reading. The author clearly has a plan, but I’m not sure I am interested enough to follow it through.

Purchase status: On the fence.

 

Verdict: 1/4

Kate: 1/4 ain’t bad?

Elle: Actually, 1/4 is pretty bloody dire. Halp!

 

Have you read any of these books? Anyone want to yell at Kate and tell her what she should have picked up?

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