tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35792741451556287822024-03-19T01:53:58.997-07:00Watercolor DreamsKaye M.http://www.blogger.com/profile/00317443755542376196noreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3579274145155628782.post-55364640655500030962011-03-15T20:16:00.000-07:002011-03-15T20:16:44.390-07:00Springer, Nancy: Enola Holmes series<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjoPo1MpD7UF-EGGy5lxfPv_LsLmSKUMNThXpjUODjrML8jxcgYJEOaQxcuwT16ylU9pE06JCmMxv8Z9q9gsYs9eSsaAI0UBcU3cNB6KkssICVhnA550XCNR6X91msrkUUn8-1Q8oC4pnei/s1600/Enola+Holmes.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjoPo1MpD7UF-EGGy5lxfPv_LsLmSKUMNThXpjUODjrML8jxcgYJEOaQxcuwT16ylU9pE06JCmMxv8Z9q9gsYs9eSsaAI0UBcU3cNB6KkssICVhnA550XCNR6X91msrkUUn8-1Q8oC4pnei/s320/Enola+Holmes.jpg" width="228" /></a></div><b>Nancy Springer</b><br />
<b>2006-2009, Philomel</b><br />
<b>Historical/Mystery</b><br />
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<b>Rating: 5/5 </b><br />
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<b>Summed up: </b>So what if Sherlock Holmes had a sister - the very epitome of female cunning, with all her brother's brilliant powers of deductions, and then some, to the point that even the great detective himself couldn't keep up? Wonderful idea? I thought so.<br />
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<i><span id="freeText10360038854323509531">When Enola Holmes, sister to the detective Sherlock Holmes, discovers her mother has disappeared, she quickly embarks on a journey to London in search of her. But nothing can prepare her for what awaits. Because when she arrives, she finds herself involved in the kidnapping of a young marquess, fleeing murderous villains, and trying to elude her shrewd older brothers—all while attempting to piece together clues to her mother's strange disappearance. Amid all the mayhem, will Enola be able to decode the necessary clues and find her mother?</span></i><br />
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...To quote Ferb on this one: Yes, yes she will.<br />
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Don't get me wrong - I adore Sherlock Holmes as much as the next teenage absolutely-practically-unhealthy Anglophile. I've read pretty much all the mysteries and oohed and ahhed over the dated BBC dramas and *cough* might've wrote a brief, unsuccessful venture into his life as a teenager. Still, though, when I saw this series, I was absolutely delighted at the idea of even the great Holmes having to deal with an intelligent and quite independent younger sister that he has no idea how to control.<br />
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So, the story in a nutshell: Enola, the youngest of the Holmes family, is forced to call upon her famous brothers in London when their eccentric mother goes missing. However, after Mycroft - in his usual, bumbling way - decides that the best way to deal with their unwanted and unladylike sister (and patch up her "matrimonial prospects") is to ship her off to boarding school, Enola takes her fate into her own hands and forges a name for herself in the world of mysteries.<br />
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Besides being written with rapier wit and impeccable detail, the author also gives solutions for the ciphers Enola faces so that the reader can solve along with her. I know, I know, I ought to have gotten over the thrill of that sort of book back in fifth grade, but honestly, once you've gotten a taste of the detective life, you can never go back to the same dry "and then he solved the case" texts again.<br />
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<b>Bottom line: </b>Sherlock is good. Enola is better. Girl power to the rescue!Kaye M.http://www.blogger.com/profile/00317443755542376196noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3579274145155628782.post-46954109399985080692011-03-04T14:16:00.000-08:002011-03-04T14:19:20.084-08:00Wood, Maryrose: The Poison Diaries<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUUIl-gmwsVJmGzOtFcZ6SgW3E-piP2rX34mHw66eA0OO3FBcCMQvr5moyGXBsQw0E7W1093csO26K8nZo6mYyK1Wjc3flPWVLrpqJdvocv5DYLDZ3NPNjVKDunruhCI-sOw0sCdT4PIqy/s1600/The+Poison+Diaries+%25281%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUUIl-gmwsVJmGzOtFcZ6SgW3E-piP2rX34mHw66eA0OO3FBcCMQvr5moyGXBsQw0E7W1093csO26K8nZo6mYyK1Wjc3flPWVLrpqJdvocv5DYLDZ3NPNjVKDunruhCI-sOw0sCdT4PIqy/s320/The+Poison+Diaries+%25281%2529.jpg" width="223" /></a></div><b>Poison Diaries, #1</b><br />
<b>288 pages, 2010 Balzar + Bray </b><br />
<b>Historical/Romance/Suspense</b><br />
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<b>Rating: 4/5</b><br />
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<b>Summed up: </b>The daughter of a reclusive village apothecary falls in love with a boy who can talk to plants. <br />
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<span id="freeText11294340897036267599"> <i>In the right dose, everything is a poison. Even love . . . </i><br />
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<i>Jessamine Luxton has lived all her sixteen years in an isolated cottage near Alnwick Castle, with little company apart from the plants in her garden. Her father, Thomas, a feared and respected apothecary, has taught her much about the incredible powers of plants: that even the most innocent-looking weed can cure -- or kill. </i><br />
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With an upcoming event and a possibility of being a "job shadow" for Maryrose Wood, I instantly started reading up in order to have something to talk about besides the usual pumping about story development, outlines, and so forth...don't look at me that way. When you have a group of famous authors arriving for one whole day - all that knowledge and publishing know-how in your grasp! - you know that you'd do the same thing.<br />
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I'd heard of The Poison Diaries previously, due to the contest Inkpop was hosting when it first came out. The majority of reviews on Goodreads and LibraryThing weren't quite encouraging - "yet another Twilight-esque romance rip-off" was one particularly scathing accusation. After I read the first of the author's juvenile series, The Incorrigable Children of Ashton Place, however, I was enthralled by her style of writing...quite old-fashioned with the right dash of wit and whimsy, just the way I like it...and I was willing to give this one a try.<br />
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Developed off a concept by the Duchess of Northumberland - the owner of the real Poison Gardens - the story is based around young Jessamine Luxton, the daughter of an eccentric village apothecary. Since she was a child, she's known of her father's mysterious garden of poisonous plants; what he sees as a possible boon for humanity, a gift of healing just waiting to be harnessed. Like Mary Lennox from The Secret Garden, Jessamine's constant desire is to be able to join her father beyond the locked gate and join him with the plants that she is only allowed to care for as seedlings.<br />
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That all changes - of course - when our hero enters the scene: a young stray called Weed whose previous owner accuses him of healing the mad and addling the sane by tampering with the village water. Even as he and Jessamine draw closer, her father schemes of using the young man's knowledge and mysterious gift with plants in order to discover the knowledge that eludes him: poison against poison.<br />
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What unravels from there is a well-written foray into the dangerous world of poison, where even human emotions can kill. Jessamine is a rather predicable heroine - attached to her lover from first sight, and at times, a bit naive - but quite tolerable. I was relieved to see the author did not model Weed after the increasingly annoying Edward Cullen; he stands on his own as a boy both burdened and blessed by his gift, as well as a <br />
man seeking to keep his true love from harm.<br />
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The ending of the story, though quite vexing to the reader - and possibly where that reviewer hinted at a Twilight allusion - does allow the author to add another sequel, which is hopefully in the works.<br />
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Despite this small drawback, I do believe that readers from middle school onward will enjoy this story and the unique plot that the author has created.<br />
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<b>Bottom line: </b>Don't compare it to Stephenie Meyer, and you'll be fine.Kaye M.http://www.blogger.com/profile/00317443755542376196noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3579274145155628782.post-41441160904728988792011-03-03T08:54:00.000-08:002011-03-03T08:54:49.435-08:00Plath, Sylvia: Aquatic Nocturne<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://weheartit.com/entry/7109310" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="293" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlKbgbooKovFc6XUNLh0ZvgSCx8inQraszRP4ex8enU2skvwr_gFAugtM5J8SKF-cRao2IQ4VWsXHJj-rrRPPdrcFzsyCd2TcwV1892dAcXoKr8j5yDksYu3pEC-IrzySfs5-31A9CCEpH/s320/oceangirl.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"> <b>d</b>ull lunar globes<br />
of blubous jellyfish<br />
<b>g</b>low milkgreen:</div><div> </div><div style="text-align: center;">eels twirl<br />
<b>i</b>n wily spirals<br />
on elusive tails:</div><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><div style="text-align: center;"><b>a</b>droir lobsters <br />
amble darkly olive<br />
<b>o</b>n shrewd claws:</div><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><div style="text-align: center;">down where sound<br />
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like the bronze tone<br />
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<i> There's just something about the ocean that always moves me. I could just stand on the edge of the Atlantic and stare out at it for hours. In the summer, there's nothing I like more than being able to dip my toes into the surf.</i><br />
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<i>This poem reminds me of a legend about the merpeople: those who are surrounded by the opulent, wild beauty beneath the waves every day - or perhaps, a historical background on the first explorers beneath the deep, separated from the creatures and beauty only by a pane of glass.</i>Kaye M.http://www.blogger.com/profile/00317443755542376196noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3579274145155628782.post-58725188672870474852011-03-02T18:48:00.000-08:002011-03-15T20:01:00.261-07:00The 2011 E-Book Reading Challenge<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://theladybugreads.blogspot.com/2010/12/2011-e-book-reading-challenge.html"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIQzkvKemmA8aKRu5aCCVY1bxP3uVBM6WRtZQv2S70DJ_iw-ObqSNRNy43Pla-ChYOOgA1TT4asyHwEU_ewvYOyFgiSt60y7INuGNR5F6gZogPjcki_Sww1gov9J7wz-4yIx9mVre2YKiV/s1600/ebook+challenge.jpg" /></a></div><br />
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I didn't realize how little time I was utilizing to read in the day until the beloved parents bought me a Latest Generation Kindle last year for my birthday. Don't get me wrong - there's nothing that can replace that wonderful crinkle of pages and smell of ink, but there's something perfect about a device that gives you a book within 60 seconds, charges up to a month and slips into your bag without the slightest hint of a bulge.<br />
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Ahem. I'm rambling again, aren't I?<br />
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To sum up, when I caught sight of this challenge, I realized it was absolutely perfect, seeing as I've probably read twelve or so e-books already for the New Year - and definitely going to be working on a few more. This is going to be a static page, therefore (along with the reviews I will most likely write for the books I read), to list the e-books that I read for the challenge.<br />
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<div style="text-align: center;">I will be signing up for the <b>Possessed</b> level (reading 50 e-books). </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><ol><li>The Fellowship of the Ring - J.R.R. Tolkein</li>
<li>The Two Towers - J. R. R. Tolkein</li>
<li>The Missing Marquess (Enola Holmes, #1) - Nancy Springer </li>
<li>The Return of the King - J. R. R. Tolkein</li>
<li>And Then There Were None - Agatha Christie</li>
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<b>Uncommon Criminals (Heist Society, #2) </b><br />
<b>Aly Carter</b><br />
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Publication date: July 21, 2011, Hyperion<br />
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There are only three problems. First, the gem hasn’t been seen in public in thirty years. Second, since the fall of the Egyptian empire and the suicide of Cleopatra, no one who holds the emerald keeps it for long, and in Kat’s world, history almost always repeats itself. But it’s the third problem that makes Kat’s crew the most nervous and that is simply… the emerald is cursed.<span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span><br />
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Kat might be in way over her head, but she’s not going down without a fight. After all she has her best friend—the gorgeous Hale—and the rest of her crew with her as they chase the Cleopatra around the globe, dodging curses, realizing that the same tricks and cons her family has used for centuries are useless this time.<span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span><br />
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Which means, this time, Katarina Bishop is making up her own rules.</i></span></span></span></i><br />
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<span style="color: #181818;"><span style="font-size: small;">So I've had a major reader-author affection for Ally Carter since a dear friend recommended the Gallagher Girls to me. </span></span><br />
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<span style="color: #181818;"><span style="font-size: small;">(The poor postman is now constantly accosted every morning in my eagerness to see whether or not an envelope bearing my ticket to spy school has arrived. Unfortunately, not yet - but I still persevere.)</span></span><br />
<span style="color: #181818;"><span style="font-size: small;"> </span></span><i><span style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #181818; line-height: 19px; text-align: left;"><i><b></b></i></span></span></span></i><br />
<span style="color: #181818;"><span style="font-size: small;"> </span></span><span style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #181818; line-height: 19px; text-align: left;">When I realized that she was starting another series - and just as I started my course on art history, no less! - I was not at all disappointed. Kat is a plucky, lovable heroine, and her heart-stopping adventure made sure that I didn't put the book down until it was finished.</span></span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #181818; line-height: 19px; text-align: left;">...Which, of course, might not sound as dramatic seeing as I am a very focused reader and will finish a book come Hell or high water, but let's focus on the fact at hand.</span></span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #181818; line-height: 19px; text-align: left;">Just reading the summary, and catching a glimpse of the newly unveiled and quite appropriate cover was enough to send me into a bout of squeeing. Curses, a commission, and more amusing Hale-Kat interaction? Sign me on.</span></span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #181818; line-height: 19px; text-align: left;">Now if only the months would move by a little faster.</span></span></span></div>Kaye M.http://www.blogger.com/profile/00317443755542376196noreply@blogger.com2