I wish I had never come in. I should have waited to go back to Portland. I should have saved up to buy an iPad so I’d never have to leave the house to buy a comic again. I can’t bring myself to say anything else. There’s nothing I can actually say. Nothing that would make a difference.
—Chaotic Good, by Whitney Gardner
Cameron Rose Birch is furious when her parents decide to relocate the family from bustling ...
Mother’s Day is coming right up, so here are a few recent books that highlight mother/child relationships. As I needed a way to narrow down my options, I’m only highlighting books that I haven’t read or written about—which is why Elana K. Arnold’s Bat books and Elizabeth Acevedo’s The Poet X aren’t here even though they’d both be a perfect fit.
Sidenote: I also decided to only feature books in which the mothers are ALIVE, rather than books in ...
There are a zillion new books coming out in May, and I want to read SO MANY OF THEM.
From Twinkle, with Love, by Sandhya Menon
Sixteen-year-old Twinkle Mehra is an aspiring filmmaker who’s pretty sure there’s no way she’ll be able to afford film school; has a one-way crush on the most popular boy in school; and is now working closely on a film project with her crush’s twin brother. I love love love romcoms and I adored When ...
“You’re smart, Rufus, everybody knows it. Remember when we were in that summer reading group thing, and you solved all those little mysteries or whatever? Maybe you can figure out what happened tonight!”
“April, I was eleven,” I splutter, appalled, “and they were just a bunch of dumb riddles with the answers already built in!”
—White Rabbit, by Caleb Roehrig
Rufus Holt is in the middle of an Extremely Fraught conversation with his ex-boyfriend when he ...
It was old. You could see that from the worn, dark cloth binding. The corners were frayed, and the fabric was so stained that I couldn’t even tell what color it must once have been. Gray? Brown? Blue? I lifted the book carefully out of its hiding place. It was heavier than I’d expected, and warmer. Alive, I thought, and the thought startled me.
—The Forgotten Book, by Mechthild Gläser
Mechthild Gläser’s The Forgotten Book sounded like a ...
The sassy best friend gets to have witty one-liners, a killer wardrobe, and usually a pretty great job. But it is the best friend’s goal to help our heroine fall in love; it is not the best friend’s job to fall in love herself.
Therefore, I’ve just realized that I’m probably doomed at love. Because I’m pretty sure I’m not the heroine. I don’t even think I’m in my own story.
—The Summer of Jordi Perez (And the Best ...
It is finally April, and so, snow on the ground or not, my winter coat and boots have been packed away for the season and I shall make do with lots of layers until it is actually warm out. (Apologies and sympathy to friends in the New York area today—Twitter tells me that it’s snowing?) But enough about that.
Let’s look at some of the books that I’ll be reading—preferably outside in the sun—over the course of the next month ...
“Only one of the five Pandava brothers could light the lamp. Do you know where he went, human girl?”
Aru lifted her chin. “I lit the lamp.”
The bird stared. And then stared some more.
“Well, then, we might as well let the world end.”
—Aru Shah and the End of Time, by Roshani Chokshi
It would be an oversimplification to say that twelve-year-old Aru Shah is a liar.
That said, it was lying ...