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And I still do! I'm eagerly awaiting the next Knight and Rogue book, and I know how l o n g that is going to take!

I have to say, though, recently I've found another author I enjoy just about as much, and that is definitely Frances Hardinge. Why those books take so long to come out in the US I do not understand, but they are definitely worth venturing down to the children's section to buy. I cannot heap enough praise on these books, so I hope "as good as Hilari Bell, whom I adore" will do. That is very high praise!

It's a good enough book, and I have every expectation that the author will continue to improve in any sequels (and there are bound to be some).

One thing kinda bugged me, and it relates to the premise and long-ago backstory. It's ignorable because there are other explanations, but I still felt, well, bothered by it.

( This isn't so spoilery )

Anyway, other than that it's a pretty good middle-grade book.

What we're reading next, I have no clue. I'm welcoming suggestions! Something a little lighter where nobody dies of smallpox. (That's the part we just finished, with her little brother dying of smallpox. I didn't tell the nieces, but things don't cheer up until the end of the next chapter either.) I mean, this is a great book, don't get me wrong, but I like to alternate in all respects. Maybe we can read The Exiles or, I don't know, Dancing Shoes or something. (Huh. Where *is* my copy of Dancing Shoes?)

Question: What can I do with paperback books to make the cover last longer? Or to preserve covers that already show signs of wear and tear?

Also, I'm going to have to start another running list of chapter books to purchase. If anybody wants to contribute, let me know. I also need advice (and lots of it!) on graphic novels. For the love of god, do I ever!

This is unfortunate for them, but it's a reminder for the rest of us to support our local bookstores when possible. Borders isn't a great loss, but small bookshops, where they still exist, are real gems.

With that said, there's one very good thing about this closing, and that's Going Out of Business sales! Who can resist? (I wonder if I can snag some bookcases....)

There's one that just came out at B&N, Sidekicks. If you like kidlit, you absolutely must read this book. Be sure you get the right one, apparently there are a lot of similarly identically titled books out there for this age group.

I'm going to need to decide on our next book pretty fast. Ana is pushing for Harriet the Spy, but I'm not really sure. We'll probably finish it Sunday, as Jenn's at work for the day and I'll be with the girls.

Like I said, it's a really weird feeling re-reading the book after all this time, and knowing what I do about how it all ends. Every time we get to a part that I know is foreshadowy, and that I'd forgotten about, I feel all weird about it. I actually burst out laughing when "Harry had an uncomfortable feeling that Snape could read minds". Really, Harry? You don't say!

"Why are you laughing, Connie?"
"Oh... nevermind, it won't really be funny for several books, and we're not going to read them that fast."

At school they're encouraged to predict events while reading, and I'm delighted to see that they've successfully guessed that Snape is out to kill Harry and get the stone for himself. They haven't tied this all to ol' Moldy, but that's all right. Boy, is it going to be fun to see their faces when the plot is twisted! I'm all twitchy with anticipation!

The decide to name their new addition "Zsa Zsa" because, you know, it's the last Z name. This is because their mother's naming scheme is devoid of all reason and sense. It is, in fact, quite possibly worse than naming all your children with the same initial, something that goes fine for the first three kids and then all goes to hell afterwards. (But then, the family in the book at least don't have to contend with both a Johanna and a Joy-Anna, much less a Jinger.)

Which is all well and good, but Zsa Zsa (short for Erzebet, which makes it, of course, yet another diminutive of Elizabeth) doesn't exactly have an easy pronunciation according to English orthography.

There's always Zsa Zsa Gabor, but would the kids have known about her? Not likely. And that baby name book doesn't come with a pronunciation guide. And yet, not one of the kids goes "Zsa Zsa? Huh? How do you say that?" when they decide upon this! No, they just go "Oh, that's cute" and move on!

There is something seriously wrong here. I know it was the end of the book, but spare a few paragraphs for them to realize they have no idea what they're calling the cat they've just named. (Whoops, spoilered again.)

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On a semi-related topic, I recently (and randomly) found myself at Amazon's page for the BSC graphic novel.

There are two negative reviews, which are just lol-tastic:

"While graphic novels certainly have their value and place, I feel it cheapens this series--turning a classic series into little more than a comic book. Don't underestimate your child's intelligence--get her the originals."

"Don't get me wrong, I am sure this "book" is cute, but it is NOT the Babysitter's Club. It is a cartoon, and I am highly disgusted that after this many years they are publishing it as a "graphic novel" instead of giving us a reissue!"

To both these comments I have to say... are we talking about the same Baby-Sitters Club I grew up with? I don't see how you can "cheapen" a series churned out one-a-month by a set of ghostwriters, written on a permanent 4th grade level despite the fact that the characters were supposed to be in the 8th grade. Underestimating their intelligence? Dude. It's the Baby-Sitters Club. I read them as voraciously as the next girl, but let's not pretend they ever estimated our intelligence in the first place!

And I was! Giveaways are impossible to resist, after all.

But I haven't been lately, and there's a reason for that. I haven't been reading as much to the nieces.

This is not because I am a terrible person who wants them to grow up illiterate... although when we're going at a snail's pace because Ana has pulled out ANOTHER book to read as she walks and I've run out of hands after confiscating the first two, let me tell you, sometimes I *am* a terrible person who wants them to grow up illiterate. (Alas, it is clearly too late.)

Instead, it is because Evangeline is only interested in reading to me (Dick and Jane if I forget to hide the books, Elephant and Piggie if I do not forget - SHE read the new one to ME, and her books in a bag incessantly), and because whenever I manage to carve out time to read to her Ana sits down with her library copy of Rapunzel's Revenge and Evangeline abandons me to hear what happens next!

This will not happen anymore! NO MORE! I am returning that book TOMORROW!

Because I gave in and bought our own copy, and Calamity Jack as well.

It's not only her sister that Ana reads to. Apparently she's been hosting read-alouds of Rapunzel's Revenge at her school as well.

...

Well, it *is* a pretty awesome book. Doesn't mean I'm not going to start hiding it if this doesn't let up, though. I can't get a book in edgewise!

A few weeks ago (more like a month) we were walking to the library, and, as it was a windy day, the last of the leaves were falling off the trees. Ana and Evangeline jumped to catch them and I said "Each leaf is a happy day!"

( This isn't really spoilery, but just in case )

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If I win this, I'm handing it in turn to every teacher in the nieces' school.

Asking to find "the short vowel" in dog. Running right up into that pin/pen merger, three years running. Something's gotta give, sooner or later.

A few weeks ago I reviewed Abby Carnelia's One and Only Magical Power. I mostly liked the book, except that it had a lot of what I felt - and still feel! - was very clunky writing.

I should've just said that, but I was hopped up on a night of TVTropes and instead wrote a super duper long review. Which I was a little embarrassed over, but not enough to edit later. (It's not my best review ever.)

Now, when you write a critical review, even if it's just a little critical, you're likely to get replies from people who are personally offended that you might care what the capital of Turkey is, or that you think it'd be nice for there to be more than 0 black people in an alphabet book, that sort of thing. (And let me tell you, I am positively generous with points when I'm giving a critical review!)

So I was pleasantly surprised by the response by the author. What's this? No hissy fit? No temper tantrum? DUDE.

Admittedly, my surprise has a lot to do with the recent Christopher Pike fiasco. In the normal course of things I'd just smile a little, but now I'm making a post to say two things:

1. THIS is how you handle comments. You reply in a civil and polite manner, and you do so openly and honestly without hiding your identity in any way.

2. Aside from what I considered clunky writing, I liked the book. The premise (and the hidden premise behind it) was actually pretty interesting, and the plot moved along nicely. Would I suggest you pick it up as an adult who happens to read YA? Maybe not. Would I suggest you pick it up for your kid, classroom, or library? Definitely. It's not a must-have book, just a nice one, but I'll pass on any number of must-haves for an author who is also a good (or at least decent) role model. (And for that matter, not many books do fit my list of "must-haves", so it's no criticism to say this isn't one of them. That list is never longer than 10 or 15 books long... and I've got more books than that on my mantel! Eva's kindergarten teacher today said it's okay to re-read books for the book log because "you may not have 40 books at home" and I just quietly sighed to myself. NOT HAVE 40 BOOKS? Do they at least go to the library?)

What the hell am I reading to the nieces? I need to pick a chapter book, TODAY!

There's just too many books....

(And yet, and yet, and yet there's also never ENOUGH books. Funny how that works out. Any suggestions?)

Stork Raving Mad.

I'm not really spoiling (spoilering?) much if I say that only a few chapters in and Meg has discovered a dead unpleasant person in her house. Same old, same old. The series is far enough in that she's not going to be a suspect, even though she stumbled across the body in her own home. They already covered the "Oh-my-isn't-it-suspicious-about-the-bodies" thing several books ago, didn't they? Every mystery series eventually has to pass this hurdle, and then the cops stop being suspicious forever after (especially if one of them is the heroine's boyfriend, naturally). They've acknowledged that the whole premise is silly and it will never come up again. Got it.

But thinking logically, if these characters knew they were in a book series - wow, what an opportunity! What I really want to see one day is a book, several books in of course, where the housewife/teacher/mom/librarian/blacksmith (that's Meg!) snaps and just goes on a rampage and kills everybody who gets in her way, safe and secure in the knowledge that she'll never be caught because, duh, she's the heroine!

And then she can be caught and go on to solve (or unsolve, when it's a wrongful conviction) crimes in prison. Or can NOT be caught, very Roger Ackroyd (am I allowed to reference books I haven't read? I'm going to anyway), that doesn't matter. It'd be something different, anyway.

But no. None of these people ever realizes the potential of their... interesting predicament.

Fan of Newsies, picture books, AND biographies?

Check this out.

This is actually a pretty good book about the actual events (not the Disneyfied version of history) of the strike. Among other things, the hero is Kid Blink, who actually was a leader in real life... unlike in the movie where the leaders are all the pretty guys and Blink is a very minor background figure. (Fan of fixing the erasure of disabled people in history?)

Don Brown (not who you're thinking!) has rapidly become one of my new favorite picture book authors because of his biographies, and this one is no failure. You really should check out a copy.

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I can put the book in with the rest of my collection of kid's games books that I'm slowly trying to build up. (In between my plans to repurchase every last book I carelessly gave away when I thought I'd outgrown them, stock up a good poetry library for the nieces, stock up a good fairy/folk tale library for them (not just picture books, of course), and buy up as many Mother Gooses as I can. Oh, and the bookcases thing.)

I LOVED this book as a kid, and I couldn't for the life of me remember the name, so I finally asked on what_was_that_book and they told me. And I ordered a new copy, and would you believe it came with two pages ripped clear out? When I order used picture books I'm fairly tolerant of mild scribbling or tears - I'd rather see a loved book than a pristine one anyway, and children can be hard on the things they love - but this was a bit much. So I got me my refund and sent off for aNOTHER new copy, and it came, and it's here - and it's from Agbu Armenian Elementary School and so it has what I presume to be Armenian on the inside of the cover! Awesome!

Which reminds me. A few days ago I bought some band-aids. I decided to splurge a little and really make the nieces happy, so I bought character band-aids - a box each Barbie, Disney Princess, and Dora. And as I picked up the boxes I went "That's weird, it has bumps - wait! BRAILLE!" (Each niece had the same reaction, except that I'm the one who shouted BRAILLE! for both of them, too.)

I don't have the boxes to hand, but what's weird is it doesn't seem to say "Band-aids" or any variation thereof. I just looked up the Braille alphabet, and it looks like the first letter (which I remember how it looks by virtue of it NOT looking like the six letters I know - a, b, c, d, r, and w) seems to be "m". (So now I guess I know seven letters?) What on earth does it say, though? I could just run up and get a box, but I'm a. lazy and b. slightly daunted at the idea of abbreviations anyway. (If nobody helps me, though, I'll do what I must.)

A little boy girl heads off to take a walk the rodeo. She encounters three tigers seven rattlesnakes and gives them her clothes. But when they start fighting and turn to butter eat each other up, she gets her clothes back. Yay!

Gosh. That story sounds familiar. I love retellings, but I wish they'd credit the source. Well, maybe they do on the book proper. (Maybe Bannerman got her idea from somebody else and didn't make it up out of her own head?)

On April 24th, the ETG is participating in this... event they run yearly. One of the main attractions, as far as I'm concerned, is the bookswap. If I play my cards right, I can get my living room back. The place is literally floor to ceiling with books... and when I say literally, I mean the place is literally floor to ceiling with books. There's a liiiiiitle itty bitty path to get from the front to the back of the house.

And much though I am loathe to say it, we actually don't need - or want! - many of those books. (If we really want them, we may have multiple copies anyway.)

So I'm going to sort through the books, group the ones we're keeping, and hopefully ditch most of the rest of them. I could just leave them on our neighbor's wall (this "thing" she does where people leave their junk on her wall and other people take them away, kinda like a poor man's freecycle), but I like having a deadline. And when I go there, I'll try, with a herculean force of will, to NOT get any new books! *crosses fingers*

So, yeah, this is my plan. It's a good plan. There must be somebody out there who truly, desperately needs more dictionaries than they can shake a stick at. Old dictionaries, too. (I have to admit, it's scary to realize that for all our glut of dictionaries I still actually need a new one.)

Now, on the subject of books, my sister has a plan to turn the ceiling in the girl's room (which is a dormer, so the ceiling touches the floor) into a big bookcase. This is an awesome plan. Now we have room for all our chapter books! And let's face it, a mostly tend to buy kidlit and YA anyway, so I don't mind letting them store those books for me! (Turning THEIR room into the library is a heck of a lot better than turning MY room into the library, which is what people often think we should do.) So once again, I ask you - any chapter books we urgently need to buy? Fond memories? New ones I might've missed? I am not getting the entire BSC, Goosebumps, or Sweet Valley canon, but just about anything else is fair game!

And since we're still still on the subject of books, I've made two momentous decisions recently.

The first is to go through the picture books, suck it up, and label them with their Guided Reading Levels if I can find 'em online. (How are those even determined, anyway?) That's the system the niece's school uses, and it'll be convenient to say, when they go to read for school (as opposed to reading for fun, of course) that they should stick more or less on the level they're theoretically on. So I'll take a day or two to do this.

The second is to start adding chapter books (!) to my librarything and goodreads libraries. The horror! (I may double up and label THESE with their reading level too!) I had originally decided not to do so because I have such a fucking lot of them. (And we're still just in kid's books!) This will clearly have to wait until after we clear out the unwanteds. I mean, duh. Can you guys give me some moral support for this?

We have a lone crocus in our yard. We did eventually decide to go with a ramp, and all our yard got torn up, but we now have a crocus. Which is really weird, because I don't recall ever *having* crocuses in our yard before at all....

Our chamomile is also rebounding (as are our terrible weeds...) and two little lettuce plants coming up from the dirt. But mostly we're starting from scratch. Again. I look forward to the chance to agitate for putting in fruit trees.

Ana was the one who noticed the crocus, and I reminded her that it's the first flower of spring.

This got me thinking. A few weeks ago, out of boredom, I looked up "Katniss" to see if it was a real plant, and lo and behold it is. Katniss is a Native American name for it, though. The common English name is "Arrowhead". Meaningful! And then I remembered that Primrose indicates "first love", which didn't make sense at all, but I looked up primroses and found out that they are, in many areas, one of the first flowers of spring. (Not so much here, they're not native to the US.) So it is vaguely meaningful for a kid who was destined (sorta) to be called to kill and die at the earliest opportunity. (Except that didn't actually happen, as a matter of fact, but it could have.)

That the crocus is the first flower of spring (that and forsythia, which is popular enough) is something so ingrained in my thoughts that I can say it without thinking. But now, I remember a book that had a character say that it's spring when you can step on a daisy, and now primroses can be a first flower of spring, and in some areas the robin is the first *bird* of spring, but if I've seen one I don't know it.

So what IS the first sign of spring where you're from? Is it a plant or flower? Is it a change in the weather - getting warmer, raining more? Is it an animal, robins or... I don't know, some migratory critter? Is it seeing children bringing home lion and lamb crafts from preschool and kindergarten and the first grade (in much the same way that they bring home snowflakes in December and hand turkeys in November, yes)? Is it people dressing in brighter colors or lighter clothes? How do you know spring has sprung?

Now, you have to understand that it's not at all unusual for me to blow half my pay on books... used books, even. And my family has a membership at B&N, and believe me, that thing can pay for itself within two shopping trips. (I'm trying to convince my mother to buy online now, because of the boxtops thing, because really, 3% of our book-buying budget is a LOT of money for the school.)

And I'm still a little embarrassed.

Bought the girls a dictionary. I know, I know, we're covered in dictionaries, but we don't have a children's dictionary (well, we didn't, anyway) so I thought this would be useful.

Oh, and I bought another "Silly Dilly" songbook, Take Me Out of the Bathtub.

Now, when I got the Silly Dilly Manners book I looked online and was annoyed to find somebody complaining that the songs were too obscure unless your kid is in an "advanced music class". I even made a poll about the subject. The same issue comes up with this book, and the champion complainer on the subject also whines that "children should learn to speak right". What foul word caused this complaint? Was it ain't? Sewiously?

No, it was "Disgusty". As in "I'm dirty, I'm dusty/I somethingsomething musty/being a slob's/a full time job/I guess I am disgust-y".

You know, my inner response to this is the same as it always is: Some people just don't like books. They don't like wordplay, and they don't like people having fun, and they don't like puns or language change or poetry or music or anything nifty that can be done with words. (This person has a better complaint about the lack of manners in this book, but children learn manners the same place they learn language: from the people around them. One book will not screw that up.)

So I read the book to the nieces last night, and sure enough, Evangeline backed up my comment about how hearing a humorous mispronunciation a few times will not cause your child to be illiterate by making a face and asking "What, is he two? It's not disgusty, it's disgusting. That's silly."

Of course, this may herald in the end of the sillies for both of them. Already, Ana doesn't like me having fun. If that happens to Evangeline, I'll be all distraught :(

It's a Korman book. Good book. The whole plot revolves around our protagonists trying to simultaneously do their impossible weekend homework (ten questions on random subjects with no clue how to find out the answers, the goal is to learn how to think creatively and find information) and work on their radio show. Naturally, their brains come up with "have a quiz show!" because, after all, nobody is going to call in an answer unless they KNOW the answer, right? So now they just have to keep their teacher from finding out.

And it hit me, midway through this book, that nowadays it makes no sense whatsoever. I mean, plots of books rarely make sense when you think about them, because if they made sense they'd be boring (who wants to read about their own life, seriously?), but more than that. Nowadays, if I gave a kid a list of ten random questions and asked them to find the answers, they wouldn't agonize about it, they'd just go to Google. End of problem.

(My mother, when watching Who Wants to Be a Millionaire", gets very annoyed whenever they phone-a-friend. She says it'd be so easy to have your friend go to google for you, but none of them do that. I wonder what happens if you phone your friend at the very moment your friend is in the bathroom. Do they answer from the bathroom? On national TV?)