<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3780956751632984748</id><updated>2012-02-24T02:35:11.246-08:00</updated><category term='jacqueline wilson'/><category term='the double shadow'/><category term='roald dahl'/><category term='don&apos;t call me ishmael'/><category term='Eleanor Farjeon'/><category term='emily bone'/><category term='characters'/><category term='wickedness'/><category term='guy bass'/><category term='kate de goldi'/><category term='sara grant'/><category term='competition'/><category term='deborah white'/><category term='Caroline Green'/><category term='kittens'/><category term='sci fi'/><category term='don calame'/><category term='david almond'/><category term='michelle gayle'/><category term='dark parties'/><category term='armadillo magazine'/><category term='girls'/><category term='michael gerard bauer'/><category term='swim the fly'/><category term='saving daisy'/><category term='not on a school night'/><category term='kiss date love hate'/><category term='hunger games'/><category term='harry potter'/><category term='quentin blake'/><category term='halloween'/><category term='mantelpiece musings'/><category term='reviews'/><category term='richard knight'/><category term='midwinterblood'/><category term='little women'/><category term='patrick ness'/><category term='rebecca patterson'/><category term='caroline lawrence'/><category term='georgia nicolson'/><category term='time travel'/><category term='emily gravett'/><category term='My Sister lives on the Mantelpiece'/><category term='national geographic kids'/><category term='luisa plaja'/><category term='little tiger press'/><category term='louise rennison'/><category term='picture books'/><category term='Henry VIII'/><category term='terry jones'/><category term='animals'/><category term='pride and premiership'/><category term='cuddle bear'/><category term='melvin burgess'/><category term='super-duper dudley'/><category term='someone else&apos;s life'/><category term='historical fiction'/><category term='comics'/><category term='lists'/><category term='philip ardagh'/><category term='sally prue'/><category term='sally gardner'/><category term='Joanna Nadin'/><category term='event'/><category term='grace dent'/><category term='katie dale'/><category term='writing tips'/><category term='marcus sedgwick'/><category term='andy robb'/><category term='phil earle'/><category term='Awards'/><category term='maudie smith'/><category term='opal moonbaby'/><category term='blog tour'/><category term='matilda the musical'/><category term='H.M. Castor'/><category term='Cliff McNish'/><category term='diary of a snob'/><category term='matilda'/><category term='the 10pm question'/><category term='gothic'/><category term='white crow'/><category term='philip pullman'/><category term='jane eyre'/><category term='guest posts'/><category term='funny books'/><category term='annabel pitcher'/><category term='miriam halahmy'/><category term='gregg olsen'/><category term='austen'/><category term='the phoenix'/><category term='colin mulhern'/><category term='words'/><category term='viii'/><category term='non-fiction'/><category term='love stories'/><category term='FCBG'/><category term='christopher edge'/><category term='Elvis Presley'/><category term='book boyfriends'/><category term='david'/><title type='text'>Books, bonnets &amp; full-frontal blogging</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizbankes.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3780956751632984748/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizbankes.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11019428433768201059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BWep8wEqA6I/TpqSvyGnR5I/AAAAAAAAAHk/SAvJOBTRDJc/s220/pandp.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>46</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3780956751632984748.post-8021089746549773458</id><published>2012-02-24T02:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-24T02:35:11.257-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='not on a school night'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='picture books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rebecca patterson'/><title type='text'>INTERVIEW: Rebecca Patterson - NOT ON A SCHOOL NIGHT</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hello and happy end of the week. For those of you who had half term off, this week might have been a grumpy trudge. No fear! I have something that will brighten your trudge to a merry jaunt. Rebecca Patterson's NOT ON A SCHOOL NIGHT is a warm and funny tale of two boys' avoidance of bedtime (and may encourage triceratops impressions). Rebecca was kind and lovely enough to let me ask her questions and then to answer them for me, and her INTERVIEW appears below the review.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LxWhcBp1jeE/TzuqO1txZLI/AAAAAAAAAlg/tqrHFe7x3CU/s1600/notonaschoolnight.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LxWhcBp1jeE/TzuqO1txZLI/AAAAAAAAAlg/tqrHFe7x3CU/s1600/notonaschoolnight.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;NOT ON A SCHOOL NIGHT&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rebecca Patterson&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Macmillan Children's Books&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;5 Jan 2012&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.co.uk/Not-School-Night-Rebecca-Patterson/dp/0230747647/ref=sr_1_1_title_1_har?s=books&amp;amp;ie=UTF8&amp;amp;qid=1329310516&amp;amp;sr=1-1"&gt;Amazon link&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;It's bedtime.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Brush your teeth, snuggle down, turn out the lights.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sleep?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Not a chance!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;NOT ON A SCHOOL NIGHT is the story of two boisterous boys who see slippers, pillows and duvets as the start of great adventures - the chance to be a dinosaur or a king, or the setting for THE BIG JUMP. The one thing they aren't going to do is sleep. And that could be a problem, because Mum is tired. And it is A SCHOOL NIGHT. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lfuKtJn-GZE/Tz6dRyXO2wI/AAAAAAAAAlo/rsWTMUevqKM/s1600/King+Pillow+(1).jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lfuKtJn-GZE/Tz6dRyXO2wI/AAAAAAAAAlo/rsWTMUevqKM/s320/King+Pillow+(1).jpg" width="318" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;This book, much like Rebecca Patterson's previous book - THE DEEP END, highlights the way that children view everyday life in a far more interesting and imaginative way than adults do. (Except perhaps adults who make picture books.) In this book we see two boys who each night use the things in their bedroom to embark on crazy adventures - on Tuesdays their silly slippers turn them into dinosaurs, on Thursdays they are King Pillow and Mr Duvet Slug.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I loved the way the days of the week built the comedy, with each night's game being a punchline. And the rhythm varies with each one, so you can't guess what's coming. Such as on Wednesday, when 'the big jump' continues unexpectedly for another four panels as they boys 'jump, and jump, and jump, and jump again!' The lower half of the page shows Mum and Dad downstairs, getting increasingly riled with every jump until they storm up to tell the boys off.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rebecca Patterson uses the slightest of touches to bring the personalities of the family across immediately. The older brother is the ring leader, with his cheeky grin and messy hair, while his younger brother has an adorably worried expression as he follows the big brother around. Mum gets increasingly wilder-eyed and wilder-haired through the week, and I found it hilarious how Dad (who looks a bit like the younger brother) followed her lead in telling off the boys (playing Mr Duvet Slug to her King Pillow).&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Readers will have plenty of fun in recognising all the details from everyday life and following certain objects throug the book. This is also a feature of THE DEEP END, which featured that staple ingredient of a swimming pool - a plaster - on every page. In this book the boys' cuddly toys feature in the background of each adventure (my favourite was the bear in glasses, who looks increasingly distressed as the week goes on). The toys have eerily lifelike expressions - an instance, perhaps, of the undercurrent of spookiness that Rebecca mentions in the interview as being present in THE DEEP END, where a girl imagines that the deep end of the swimming pool leads to an underground tunnel, and the forthcoming THE PIRATE HOUSE, where a boy tries to convince his friends that pirates live in his street.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rebecca Patterson uses the everyday world to spring off into the world of the imagination. It encourages the reader, like the characters, to see the potential for adventure and stories in familiar things. I loved these books, so without further a to-do, let's hear from their creator!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Have you always wanted to be a children's book illustrator?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Yes, I always took picture books out of Bolton library as a small child and never stopped liking the combination of pictures with words. I also read those old Giles cartoon annuals, the penguin Charles Addams (till it fell apart) and the Searle St Trinians cartoons. I had a copy of the Beano delivered every Tuesday.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I wrote my first story to send out to publishers when I was about 18 and collected rejection slips for assorted submissions throughout my twenties, while I tried to study fashion and do various jobs.  As soon as my second child was at school I started the children's book illustration MA at Anglia Ruskin University as  a mature student and got work as  a result of the course. Hooray! I was getting to the stage where I was going to give it two more years of sending stuff out and then I was going to give up all hope and think about getting a nice sensible job as maybe a vet's receptionist.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;And did you plan to make funny books, or did the laughs just happen?&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Well, I am silly in my own home (if I'm not shouting) - quite a lot of impersonations and wonky-glasses-wearing goes on. My parents were funny when I was little. And I love funny pictures - I can't quote any Shakespeare but I can bore my children rigid quoting from a Thurber cartoon. I draw things for my family to amuse them, things you couldn't publish, like when my mother got diabetes and I did her a spoof National Heath leaflet called "Die or Beat It!" with cartoons of possible afflictions.  Sometimes my daughter and I will have a little drawing session where we make up hybrid animals or disastrous fashion lines. I'm not sure my work is all funny - I think for some small children THE DEEP END and THE PIRATE HOUSE have an undercurrent of spookiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Where did you first get the ideas for THE DEEP END and NOT ON A SCHOOL NIGHT?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Watching my children learn to swim inspired the DEEP END. My children also invented THE BIG JUMP that features in NOT ON A SCHOOL NIGHT, but it was originally an unpublished story in verse I'd written in my twenties which I re-worked years later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Do the stories change very much on the way to becoming the final books?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6wNI4gJ8tlI/Tz6dhKPGCDI/AAAAAAAAAlw/Wl8ubkwE38M/s1600/Mr+Duvet+Slug.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6wNI4gJ8tlI/Tz6dhKPGCDI/AAAAAAAAAlw/Wl8ubkwE38M/s320/Mr+Duvet+Slug.jpg" width="319" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Yes they do! I could not have imagined the power of a good editor and book designer  before I got commissioned. When I see the finished book I cannot believe how far it has come from the original dummy, but the key elements are the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I loved how you used subtle details to show the very different personalities of the brothers in Not on a School Night. (The older one, or King Pillow, is the leader and his little brother, Mr Duvet follows what he does). How do you create your characters?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I draw a lot of rough versions of the  characters and then choose the ones I like best, like an audition! Then I have to re-draw the roughs each time and get the book sorted with my editors, and that could seem a bit tedious, so in my mind I pretend my little drawings are my child actors and each time I re-draw them they have to give me a better performance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Do you imagine real people when you draw?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-T4N3VQ6__RY/Tz6dwKGbxQI/AAAAAAAAAl4/4OHcZd99wZI/s1600/I+will+never+jump.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="158" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-T4N3VQ6__RY/Tz6dwKGbxQI/AAAAAAAAAl4/4OHcZd99wZI/s320/I+will+never+jump.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I don't really imagine actual people while I draw but when I see the finished book I see that they are all people I know or knew as a child. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;What's your favourite part of the making-a-book process?&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Starting a new book that hasn't been and may never be commissioned. Just drawing through the book with my radio on is nice and seeing the first proofs of the book is always exciting. I have just started reading them to school groups, then the book seems real because real, live children are there listening and looking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vXhBXgphK7E/Tz6hxI3G00I/AAAAAAAAAmA/B-3iOlHcjSM/s1600/9780064430074.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; display: inline !important; float: left; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vXhBXgphK7E/Tz6hxI3G00I/AAAAAAAAAmA/B-3iOlHcjSM/s320/9780064430074.jpg" width="247" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Who are your faviourite illustrators?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Hilary Knight who did the Eloise books and Tomi Ungerer, Dr Seuss, Ludwig Bemelmanns and Edward Ardizzone. And although he is everywhere I do like Dick Bruna, I like that flat look!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;If you could be any character from a book, who would you be?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I would be Francis that little badger in the books by Russell Hoban. She has a lovely life and gets the best packed lunch I have ever heard about. I have named my pug dog after her little sister, Gloria.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;*&lt;b&gt;Images from NOT ON A SCHOOL NIGHT and THE DEEP END copyright Rebecca Patterson 2012 and and published by Macmillan Publishers*&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3780956751632984748-8021089746549773458?l=lizbankes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizbankes.blogspot.com/feeds/8021089746549773458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lizbankes.blogspot.com/2012/02/interview-rebecca-patterson-not-on.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3780956751632984748/posts/default/8021089746549773458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3780956751632984748/posts/default/8021089746549773458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizbankes.blogspot.com/2012/02/interview-rebecca-patterson-not-on.html' title='INTERVIEW: Rebecca Patterson - NOT ON A SCHOOL NIGHT'/><author><name>Liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11019428433768201059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BWep8wEqA6I/TpqSvyGnR5I/AAAAAAAAAHk/SAvJOBTRDJc/s220/pandp.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LxWhcBp1jeE/TzuqO1txZLI/AAAAAAAAAlg/tqrHFe7x3CU/s72-c/notonaschoolnight.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3780956751632984748.post-1859370024303171304</id><published>2012-02-14T03:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-14T03:08:13.159-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reviews'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kiss date love hate'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='luisa plaja'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love stories'/><title type='text'>REVIEW: Kiss Date Love Hate by Luisa Plaja</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tRauep4HwTg/TzogLGNP65I/AAAAAAAAAko/6HwadKeHc38/s1600/KDLHfinal.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tRauep4HwTg/TzogLGNP65I/AAAAAAAAAko/6HwadKeHc38/s320/KDLHfinal.jpg" width="207" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;KISS DATE LOVE HATE by Luisa Plaja&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Random House Children's Books&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;2 Feb 2012&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.co.uk/Kiss-Date-Love-Luisa-Plaja/dp/0552560979/ref=sr_1_1?s=books&amp;amp;ie=UTF8&amp;amp;qid=1329210146&amp;amp;sr=1-1"&gt;Amazon link&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Everything's got a bit 'It's Complicated' with Lex and her friends. Tangled relationships, unrequited love and a bit of boyfriend stealing on the part of Lex's friend Gemma have left Lex feeling like her friendship group is in a bit of a mess.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Then her friend George shows her a Sims-like computer game that lets you create character profiles and alter their settings so you can choose which couples end up together. The next day they find their changes are coming true in real life...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Will Lex and George use their new power to get what they want? George could finally get workaholic Jess to notice him, and Lex could win back her ex, Matt, from evil Gemma (and get longer hair and bigger boobs at the same time). But as the game takes hold, Lex is getting distracted by bad boy Drew and both of them begin to realise that playing games with their friends' lives could lead to a lot of trouble...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Romantic comedy + cool sci-fi idea + a touch of seriousness to make you think = about a million thumbs up from me. I thought this would be perfect for a Valentine's Day post as it is heartwarming and makes you dream in a lovely way about love - but in a completely believable way. Yes, there's a touch of magic, but when the Midsummer Night's Dream wears off, it's real feelings and relationships that have been important all along.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;It is quite an appropriate day to declare that I LOVE THIS BOOK. And here are 5 reasons why:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;1. Lex&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Luisa Plaja has again shown her talent for inhabiting the minds of teenagers, creating characters that are far from perfect, always discovering and learning more about themselves, and who are lots of fun to read about. And who I wish were my actual friends. I loved that Lex had an attitude, made it difficult for people to get close to her and wasn't honest with herself. It made her, and her developing relationship with Drew, seem utterly real. I really like it when you have a narrator that you don't always agree with and who you are sometimes willing to do things differently - it means you get really involved with the story and care about how things turn out. And because reading about popular, perfect characters makes me ever so slightly want to VOMIT. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;2. Lex's friends. In fact, all of the other characters&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;It is always a good sign when you think back on a book and most of your thoughts are like this: I LOVED George. He was so nice and geeky and I loved his LOTR obsession and... Oh my god I LOVED crazy best friends Lia and Tia. They were hilar... Oh and the teachers were brilliant. So funny AARRH I LOVED Drew!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;So most of my thoughts were taken up with character appreciation and daydreaming about them being my actual friends. I just like it when books are full of hilarious and occasionally tragic and very familiar faces. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;3. The game&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I mostly just thought: how cool. I want to play. I also thought that when I was 15 ultimate control over everyone's love lives would have been nice. The game introduces a bit of sci-fi magic into the story, but doesn't take away from the realism. It reminded me a bit of Cecilia Aherne's THE BOOK OF TOMORROW, where a girl finds a diary that always shows her the entry for the next day. A touch of mysterious magic that in fact tells you more about the 'real' side of the story.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;There are moments when Jess and George are wondering if other characters are interested in them for real, or just because of the game - a dilemma that was going on before the game came along anyway. Lex isn't sure how Matt really felt about her, when he moved on so quickly to her friend Gemma. Real life is full of uncertainty about whether people are showing their real feelings, saying things because they should or just playing games. The magic computer game just puts all this into focus. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;4. Serious bits&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I don't want to spoil the story for yet-to-be-readers, so I won't say much. But Lex feels like she's different and in a totally realistic way she glosses over and deflects you away from the reason why. There is an important message at the heart of this book about accepting who you are and about finding the people who love you because of who you are. Emotional stuff.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;5. KISS(ing), DATE(ing) and LOVE(ing)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I loved how all of Lex's friendship group had been out with each other (including 'pretend going out' in year 8). The tangledness and multiple fancying of people is completely true to life, and really emphasises the 'true love' relationships when they do come along. And when they do come along they are oh-so-good. A couple of the couples in this book would make my all-time-fave couples list, but as River Song would say, 'Spoilers'. So I will leave you with five of the very best'uns and the instruction to READ THIS BOOK if you haven't already.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;1. Lizzy and Darcy (from PRIDE AND PREJUDICE by Jane Austen)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5ZOrH3CJm0w/Tzo8H0lEGsI/AAAAAAAAAkw/1Vc5MC11lrA/s1600/pandp.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="146" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5ZOrH3CJm0w/Tzo8H0lEGsI/AAAAAAAAAkw/1Vc5MC11lrA/s200/pandp.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Obv&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;2. Georgia and Dave the Laugh (from the GEORGIA NICOLSON books by Louise Rennison)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QeC7znFlOKc/Tzo_ygexDTI/AAAAAAAAAk4/c5pY5dtiHns/s1600/horn8001.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="216" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QeC7znFlOKc/Tzo_ygexDTI/AAAAAAAAAk4/c5pY5dtiHns/s320/horn8001.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I spent my teenage years dreaming of laughing away on a fast camel with Dave. (By the way the pic is a cosmic horn. And a girl wearing a beard.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;3. Will and Lyra (from HIS DARK MATERIALS by Philip Pullman)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-E__FA5q8hSY/Tzo_-xXlOiI/AAAAAAAAAlA/KdryPkGjJDA/s1600/Larawill1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-E__FA5q8hSY/Tzo_-xXlOiI/AAAAAAAAAlA/KdryPkGjJDA/s320/Larawill1.jpg" width="282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Damn you Pullman, you broke my heart. And possibly made me spend a few hours sitting on a bench imagining for my soulmate from another world is waiting for me.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;4. Eric and Merle (from MIDWINTERBLOOD by Marcus Sedgwick)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FdJaRLVslbM/TzpAjXSS7zI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/HjmN9nJmUBY/s1600/midwinter.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FdJaRLVslbM/TzpAjXSS7zI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/HjmN9nJmUBY/s320/midwinter.jpg" width="204" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;This book is about love. And a bit of blood and Vikings. But mostly love.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;5. Tim and Daisy (from SPACED by Simon Pegg and Jessica Hynes)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SBwIJgoz0dw/TzpAWb0b70I/AAAAAAAAAlI/QZDxhV5Fh9A/s1600/Spaced.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="175" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SBwIJgoz0dw/TzpAWb0b70I/AAAAAAAAAlI/QZDxhV5Fh9A/s320/Spaced.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I know it's a TV show not a book SHHHH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3780956751632984748-1859370024303171304?l=lizbankes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizbankes.blogspot.com/feeds/1859370024303171304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lizbankes.blogspot.com/2012/02/review-kiss-date-love-hate-by-luisa.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3780956751632984748/posts/default/1859370024303171304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3780956751632984748/posts/default/1859370024303171304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizbankes.blogspot.com/2012/02/review-kiss-date-love-hate-by-luisa.html' title='REVIEW: Kiss Date Love Hate by Luisa Plaja'/><author><name>Liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11019428433768201059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BWep8wEqA6I/TpqSvyGnR5I/AAAAAAAAAHk/SAvJOBTRDJc/s220/pandp.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tRauep4HwTg/TzogLGNP65I/AAAAAAAAAko/6HwadKeHc38/s72-c/KDLHfinal.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3780956751632984748.post-6982139114793366960</id><published>2012-02-10T09:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-10T09:09:32.589-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='book boyfriends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='don calame'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='swim the fly'/><title type='text'>REVIEW: Beat the Band by Don Calame</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iacwRdU54VQ/TzP2ihqYaHI/AAAAAAAAAkg/d97H2LUqtqc/s1600/beat_the_band_cvr_1000.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iacwRdU54VQ/TzP2ihqYaHI/AAAAAAAAAkg/d97H2LUqtqc/s320/beat_the_band_cvr_1000.jpg" width="210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Beat the Band by Don Calame&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Templar Books&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;1 Feb 2012&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;978-1848770577&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Last summer Coop, Sean and Matt embarked on a daring quest to see a real, live naked girl. Now term has begun and Coop Redmond has a new mission: tag as many bases as possible. But his girl-shaped ambitions are severely threatened when he is paired with the infamous Hot Dog Helen for a class presentation. On contraception.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Coop’s plan for saving his reputation is simple – win Battle of the Bands, because no one gets more girls than a rock god. But there are a few barriers to the rock-god-girl-fest: 1. Their band is rubbish. 2. He’s getting a bit distracted by a certain presentation partner…&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;This is the&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; line-height: 14px; text-align: left;"&gt;histerious (that's Coop speak for 'when something's so freaking funny it nearly gives you aneurysm')&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; line-height: 14px; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;sequel to last year’s massively funny Swim the Fly. You can read my review of the first one &lt;a href="http://lizbankes.blogspot.com/2011/10/review-swim-fly-by-don-calame.html#.TzS9p8W2_Sg"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;, but the basic premise was three boys’ summer mission to see a real, live naked girl. So the Inbetweeners meets American Pie meets a very good book.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;The first book was narrated by Matt. While he was fully behind the idea of naked-girl-seeing, you could tell that underneath it all he was actually quite sweet and just wanted a girlfriend. In this book narrating duties have been taken over by Coop, and he’s a bit different. If Matt is the Inbetweener Simon or American Pie Jim of the group, then Coop is the Jay or the Stifler He’s obnoxious, funny and generally regarded as a bit of a nob. And at the beginning, this is exactly what you get. Coop is on a one-track mission to get as far as he can with Prudence (or anyone equally hot) and his main concern when paired with Helen is that it will ruin his chances.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=3780956751632984748&amp;amp;postID=6982139114793366960" name="_GoBack"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;But with Coop as the narrator you get to know him in a way you didn’t in the first book. As he gradually realises that he actually gets on with Helen you get to see his nice guy side (just don’t tell him you’ve seen it).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Don Calame is great at building to big laugh out loud scenes and hitting you with a punchline moment. You can see and hear the scenes in your head as if you were watching a film (perhaps because Calame used to be a screen writer).&amp;nbsp; I think the funny moments in this book were even funnier than in the last book (my favourite one involves Coop’s dad and a beer bottle) and no doubt this was helped by Coop’s own particular brand of humour. He sees potential for comedy in everything and thinks asking a man in a golf shop about his balls is the funniest thing ever (which it is).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;There is also a great deal of comedy gold among the supporting characters. Coop’s dad in particular is hilarious, but also a bit tragic. He is out of work and enthusiastically helps manage the band, getting back in touch with his rock star youth. And dressing up. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;The third book – &lt;i&gt;Call the Shots&lt;/i&gt; – is going to be written from Sean’s point of view, and I can’t wait. Sean is the geeky one, the butt of all the jokes and the one who never manages to say the right thing. Calame has shown he can recreate the same world and the same humour with a completely different narrator and it will be great to get into Sean's head in the same way that you get into Coop's in this book.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;So Don Calame has done it again and written a hilarious story with a heart (plus some other body parts). I loved this book. In my pants. (That's a reference you will understand if you've read the book. If not, well... this is awkward).&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://0.gvt0.com/vi/EPfUrmSIL7w/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/EPfUrmSIL7w&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/EPfUrmSIL7w&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3780956751632984748-6982139114793366960?l=lizbankes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizbankes.blogspot.com/feeds/6982139114793366960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lizbankes.blogspot.com/2012/02/review-beat-band-by-don-calame.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3780956751632984748/posts/default/6982139114793366960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3780956751632984748/posts/default/6982139114793366960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizbankes.blogspot.com/2012/02/review-beat-band-by-don-calame.html' title='REVIEW: Beat the Band by Don Calame'/><author><name>Liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11019428433768201059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BWep8wEqA6I/TpqSvyGnR5I/AAAAAAAAAHk/SAvJOBTRDJc/s220/pandp.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iacwRdU54VQ/TzP2ihqYaHI/AAAAAAAAAkg/d97H2LUqtqc/s72-c/beat_the_band_cvr_1000.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3780956751632984748.post-8385207523811668933</id><published>2012-02-08T22:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-08T22:18:56.942-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='super-duper dudley'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='little tiger press'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='picture books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cuddle bear'/><title type='text'>TILLY &amp; BILLIE'S PICTUREBOOK CORNER: Super-Duper Dudley and Cuddle Bear</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Tilly and Billy’s Picture Book Corner: &lt;i&gt;Super-Duper Dudley&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;by Sue Mongredien and Caroline Pedler and &lt;i&gt;Cuddle Bear &lt;/i&gt;by Claire Freedman and&amp;nbsp;Gavin Scott&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I haven't reviewed many picture books on here, because as far as I know I don’t have any children, only kittens. Kittens whose response to being read to is to violently chew the edge of the book. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But as so many picture books are rather GREAT, what I thought I’d do is have a go at reviewing them and then pass them onto children (and update the reviews with any new thoughts from that). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was very kindly sent two new picture books from Little Tiger Press. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Super-Duper Dudley&lt;/i&gt; – Sue Mongredien (author) and Caroline Pedler (illustrator)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Cuddle Bear&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;– Claire Freedman (author) and Gavin Scott (illustrator)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SJ10ZQS3rb0/TzNgpl8yCNI/AAAAAAAAAj4/DU1qHnBC3xg/s1600/dudley.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SJ10ZQS3rb0/TzNgpl8yCNI/AAAAAAAAAj4/DU1qHnBC3xg/s1600/dudley.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;Super-Duper Dudley – Sue Mongredien (author) and Caroline Pedler (illustrator)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;Little Tiger Press&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;1 Jan 2012&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;978-1848953109&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br style="text-align: -webkit-auto;" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;Super-Duper Dudley is a book all about Dudley – and that’s how he would like it. Dudley is a show-off (and also a dog) who is always performing for his friends – he rides his bike with no handlebars, he …, and he laps up all the praise – especially from his friend Bonzo. But then it turns out Bonzo has a talent and everyone is watching him for a change. Dudley needs to pull off the performance of a megastar – or should he just learn to share the spotlight?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;This book is full of character and is a lovely take on the familiar idea of showing off. Readers may know a few Dudleys in real life and will enjoy recognising the behaviour. It manages to get across the message that Dudley should stand back and let others have a go from time to time without being preachy. And while I may have sided with the underdog, Bonzo, I enjoyed Dudley’s megastar antics and didn’t find him annoying.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;There is a mix of panels and full-page spreads, so that the panels focus on Dudley and build the story to the big performance moments, which are full of energy and colour and different characters for readers to look at. Overall: a big, bold and funny delight!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qcnjyk6BddM/TzNh8b61BvI/AAAAAAAAAkA/fYY2F-_w_l0/s1600/cuddle.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qcnjyk6BddM/TzNh8b61BvI/AAAAAAAAAkA/fYY2F-_w_l0/s1600/cuddle.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Cuddle Bear&lt;/i&gt; – Claire Freedman (author) and Gavin Scott (illustrator)&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="text-align: -webkit-auto;" /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Little Tiger Press&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;1 Jan 2012&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;978-1848953147&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whether you’re a lonely penguin or a misunderstood lion, everyone needs a visit from Cuddle Bear every now and again. The hug-you-happy bear travels through the pages cheering up animals and spreading cuddle-shaped joy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reading this book is like a big hug. It makes you feel heart-warmed and happy and a bit like you want to go round cuddling people (probably best just to stick to people you know).The simple pattern of a sad animal on one page, and then the hug with Cuddle Bear on the next page is delightful and comforting – and mirrored in Claire Freedman’s rhyming text, which reads like a song. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The soft, warm colours in Gavin Scott’s (very cute) illustrations create a happy and relaxing feel – and the book would be a good one to read before bedtime (accompanied by a hug, of course).&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Before I pass them on, I thought I would try them out on the kittens. Here is how it went:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-56ZofQa2MQE/TzNk2lipq3I/AAAAAAAAAkQ/i6bU8OGr2EM/s1600/kittens3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="254" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-56ZofQa2MQE/TzNk2lipq3I/AAAAAAAAAkQ/i6bU8OGr2EM/s320/kittens3.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Tilly: Er… I’m sorry… DOGS??!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Billie: The illustrations are nice, though. Warm and pastle-y. And the story is funny. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tilly: I. Hate. Dogs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Billie: I liked that the message was light-hearted – it’s okay for Dudley to keep performing as long as he realises that Bonzo is talented too, and lets him share the spotlight. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tilly: I think the ending should have been that a cat came along and beat everyone up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Billie: But that― &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tilly: And smashed the piano. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Billie: But then no one could perform! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tilly: The cat would do a dance. On the bodies of the dogs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Tilly arches her back and sways from side to side, spitting* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Billie: That’s not very dancey… &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tilly: What? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Billie: Nothing!  I wish the Cuddle Bear would visit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tilly: BEARS?!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Billie: But it’s nice to have a hug. Everyone feels a bit low every now again, like the penguin in the book who’s sitting on his own on the ice. I liked how the first page made you feel a bit sad, and then when the Cuddle Bear came along you felt cheered up – a bit like he’d hugged you! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tilly: *stares* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Billie: We hugged once. Don’t you remember? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tilly: I was asleep &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Billie: You were purring! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tilly: Snoring. Don’t hug me again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Billie: I saw you reading this book – you had a tear in your eye. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tilly: Um… I was… ANGRY. I thought the book should have been called Cuddle Cat. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Billie: Ooh that sounds lovely &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tilly: I mean Hitting Cat &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Billie: It’s good to have some other animals, though – don’t you think? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tilly: EVERYBODY WANTS TO BE A CAT  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Billie: I love that song! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tilly: *slap*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yS-UE0KyOSE/TzNlEjF4thI/AAAAAAAAAkY/NQqS0wACFOE/s1600/kittens.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yS-UE0KyOSE/TzNlEjF4thI/AAAAAAAAAkY/NQqS0wACFOE/s320/kittens.jpg" width="304" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3780956751632984748-8385207523811668933?l=lizbankes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizbankes.blogspot.com/feeds/8385207523811668933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lizbankes.blogspot.com/2012/02/tilly-billies-picturebook-corner-super.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3780956751632984748/posts/default/8385207523811668933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3780956751632984748/posts/default/8385207523811668933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizbankes.blogspot.com/2012/02/tilly-billies-picturebook-corner-super.html' title='TILLY &amp; BILLIE&apos;S PICTUREBOOK CORNER: Super-Duper Dudley and Cuddle Bear'/><author><name>Liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11019428433768201059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BWep8wEqA6I/TpqSvyGnR5I/AAAAAAAAAHk/SAvJOBTRDJc/s220/pandp.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SJ10ZQS3rb0/TzNgpl8yCNI/AAAAAAAAAj4/DU1qHnBC3xg/s72-c/dudley.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3780956751632984748.post-5300254282980843791</id><published>2012-02-04T23:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-05T00:00:20.306-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='competition'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='patrick ness'/><title type='text'>COMPETITION: A Monster Calls by Patrick Ness (calling all Lizes...)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-C-6R7q2q6Kw/Ty2sWtBJ9MI/AAAAAAAAAjA/63J4NiXwXmQ/s1600/a-monster-calls.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-C-6R7q2q6Kw/Ty2sWtBJ9MI/AAAAAAAAAjA/63J4NiXwXmQ/s320/a-monster-calls.jpg" width="249" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I've accidentally ended up with two signed copies of A MONSTER CALLS made out 'to Liz'.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Now I have already detailed the problems I encounter when meeting authors &lt;a href="http://lizbankes.blogspot.com/2012/02/diary-of-rambling-book-moron.html#.Ty2p_cW2_Sg"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;(including my embarrassing moment with Patrick Ness)&amp;nbsp;so this should come as no surprise.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Already the owner of a signed A MONSTER CALLS, when I went to the launch of the paperback I fully intended to get a signed copy to give away on the blog. Unfortunately I got overexcited at Patrick Ness asking what my name was and now both books are signed to me.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OC4zDQ4H8nA/Ty2v0wSTojI/AAAAAAAAAjg/wnqKTTdzUqw/s1600/download1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OC4zDQ4H8nA/Ty2v0wSTojI/AAAAAAAAAjg/wnqKTTdzUqw/s320/download1.jpg" width="235" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;So... CALLING ALL LIZES!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3myfuHpFipc/Ty2w3HJiTSI/AAAAAAAAAjo/5w0RwSKHWTc/s1600/180px-Elizabeth_Hurley08.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3myfuHpFipc/Ty2w3HJiTSI/AAAAAAAAAjo/5w0RwSKHWTc/s200/180px-Elizabeth_Hurley08.jpg" width="142" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6yrb7oPd4zg/Ty2uGOVGTEI/AAAAAAAAAjI/3-DHlNSZyLQ/s1600/queenelizabethii.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-y8CQ0PBfd30/Ty4zfLiqIMI/AAAAAAAAAjw/7J3pbs230Vo/s1600/lizclose.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="184" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-y8CQ0PBfd30/Ty4zfLiqIMI/AAAAAAAAAjw/7J3pbs230Vo/s200/lizclose.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6yrb7oPd4zg/Ty2uGOVGTEI/AAAAAAAAAjI/3-DHlNSZyLQ/s200/queenelizabethii.jpg" width="159" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;If you would like to WIN the signed book, then just post a comment below or send me an email at lizbankes@gmail.com.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;If your name is already Liz then hurrah! But if you are willing to have it as a nickname then that is fine too.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I would certainly recommend owning a copy of this book. It is a beautiful object, illustrated throughout with Jim Kay's haunting black and white drawings, and the story is utterly incredible and heartbreaking. I would warn whichever Liz that wins the book that they are in for a sob.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;The monster showed up after midnight. As they do.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;But it isn't the monster that Conor's been expecting. He's been expecting the one from his nightmare, the one he's had nearly every night since his mother started her treatments, the one with the darkness and the wind and the screaming...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;This monster is something different, though. Something ancient, something wild. And it wants the most dangerous thing of all from Conor.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;It wants the truth.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3780956751632984748-5300254282980843791?l=lizbankes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizbankes.blogspot.com/feeds/5300254282980843791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lizbankes.blogspot.com/2012/02/competition-monster-calls-by-patrick.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3780956751632984748/posts/default/5300254282980843791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3780956751632984748/posts/default/5300254282980843791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizbankes.blogspot.com/2012/02/competition-monster-calls-by-patrick.html' title='COMPETITION: A Monster Calls by Patrick Ness (calling all Lizes...)'/><author><name>Liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11019428433768201059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BWep8wEqA6I/TpqSvyGnR5I/AAAAAAAAAHk/SAvJOBTRDJc/s220/pandp.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-C-6R7q2q6Kw/Ty2sWtBJ9MI/AAAAAAAAAjA/63J4NiXwXmQ/s72-c/a-monster-calls.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3780956751632984748.post-8353353637843957916</id><published>2012-02-04T13:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-04T13:53:02.754-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='philip pullman'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quentin blake'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='louise rennison'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='patrick ness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lists'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jacqueline wilson'/><title type='text'>DIARY OF A RAMBLING BOOK MORON</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I have a problem.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;When I meet AUTHORS I lose the ability to be a normal, proper 'person'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-L1aNwogyBzs/Ty2ogIAm2BI/AAAAAAAAAi4/nVED9Z0PikQ/s1600/misery-sm.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-L1aNwogyBzs/Ty2ogIAm2BI/AAAAAAAAAi4/nVED9Z0PikQ/s400/misery-sm.jpg" width="308" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I want nothing more than to be able to approach them and say&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;'Oh hi Quentin/Jacqueline/Philip/Patrick/Louise. I just wanted to say that I thing what you do is wonderful and important. It makes me want to be a writer. By the way...' (&lt;i&gt;then introduce a topic of conversation and speak about it coherently and wittily with the result that we become best friends)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;But no. I see these people and, with a sad&amp;nbsp;inevitability, this happens:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I lurk.&lt;/b&gt; And stare. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I lurk and stare a bit closer&lt;/b&gt;. Probably just on the edge of the group surrounding the author. Before it was possible to ignore me, but now I'm firmly in their eyeline like a silent, angry creep. So the author feels they should say something polite to acknowledge me, like 'er hello' or 'are you a writer?' or 'are you okay? you're not blinking...'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I bark.&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;I usually manage about two words. THANK YOU or WELL DONE or I'M LIZ.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I leave&lt;/b&gt;, quickly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;To add embarrassment to embarrassment, I also look quite a bit younger than I am, which can cause confusion when approaching children's authors. I can imagine their thought process:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ah, a child. A legitimate fan of my books.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;then&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Someone's given her a glass of wine... Is that allowed? Maybe it's ribena in a wine glass to make her feel grown up.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;then&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;She's talking about 'going to work'. They don't send them up chimneys any more do they? I'm pretty sure child labour is illegal.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;then&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ohh she's a 25 year old with a child's face! That makes a lot more sense. She should probably have learnt to function socially by now though...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;So I thought I would share with you my tales of author-stalking shame.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Here are some of the very worst:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;1. Quentin Blake&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I queued up to get my copy of THE WITCHES signed. Did plenty of staring on the way. Most people were striking up conversation when they got to him - asking about illustration techniques and relevant things like that. I am sure I had a question in mind, but when I got there...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I said nothing. Not a word. I watched him sign my book in silence (while staring and smiling, a facial expression that makes you look a bit like a psychopath).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Then when I went to say 'thank you' I did that thing when you speak but no sound comes out. So my thank you came out as a menacing whisper. He may have thought I'd been sent to kill him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;2. Jacqueline Wilson&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I saw Jacqueline Wilson talk at the Hay Festival. I got a raffle ticket which meant I could get a signed book and so I thought I'd get one to send to an Armadillo Magazine competition winner.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;(I mentioned this loudly in the queue because, as I've said, I am often mistaken for a child, and all of the thirteen-year-old girls in the queue were taller than me. There is nothing wrong with being a thirteen-year-old girl, but there is something quite wrong in masquerading as one and getting a signed Jacqueline Wilson book.)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Making it clear I was an adult also meant having a 'serious face', so I couldn't show the fact that I was VERY VERY excited. My turn came and I finally had the chance to speak to a childhood hero. In fact, I coined a new word.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;THANKYOUITWASBYE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;3. Philip Pullman&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Philip Pullman was at a children's literature conference, enjoying a glass of wine and talking to people he actually knew. Without the structure of a book signing, I had to rely on my own 'social skills'.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I became Bridget Jones. Having stood on the edge of the group for a while, I laughed loudly. And they turned and looked at me.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;'Have you read the book?' said theactualPhilipPullman in a friendly tone.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;'...YES'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;To this day I do not know which book they were talking about. This was painfully and tragically obvious to all present. I said my favourite bit of it was 'the characters'. I stood for a while, smiling and nodding in all the wrong places, before backing away to go and find a corner to cry in.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;4. Patrick Ness&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;This one is short and sweet, as I pretty much embarrassed myself the instant I met Patrick Ness. I arrived quite early to the launch of A MONSTER CALLS. I went tentatively into the room, and a tall friendly-looking man came over and said 'Are you okay?'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;'Yes... I've come for the Patrick Ness - A Monster Calls launch?'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;'Well you're in the right place. I'm Patrick Ness!'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Oh crap. Maybe next time look up what the author looks like. Better say something intelligent.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;'WELL DONE'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Then I said 'I'll get a drink!' and ran away. So instead of telling him how much I loved the Chaos Walking books, or congratulating him on the new book, I congratulated him on being himself and walked off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;5. Jacqueline Wilson AGAIN&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Yes, I have terrorised Dame Jacqui TWICE. This time I spied her near a table of food. I sidled up to her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;(Do you sidle? When I do it I look a bit like a bobbing crab. I think it comes from feeling awkward about approaching someone. I don't know why I think it will be any less awkward if I dance.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;'ThankyouSOmuchforallyourbooksIreadthemwhenIwasgrowingupmyfavouritewas...'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Someone else is talking to her. I have to trail off and pretend to be very interested in a bowl of fruit. Also, it would be a good idea to breathe.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I then asked her about writing tips for Armadillo Magazine, and asked for her literary crush for this blog (you'll find out who it is soooon!). But all the while we were both aware that I had begun the conversation as a crazed fan. I sidled away.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;6. Louise Rennison&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I have already mentioned this painful experience on this blog, but as it is the most embarrassing one and concerns my favourite author, it needs including.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I was going to see her at the Oxford Literary festival and I was late. I ran from the station like a mad thing past all the old, posh-looking buildings and people. When I arrived wheezing in the festival tent I had sweated into my own eyes and so was having trouble seeing. I ran straight into...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Louise Rennison. She said 'Hello!'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Oh. my. god. She said hello to me. It can be like my dream where we become best friends and laugh together over wine.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;'Hi!' I say, in a voice of pure delight.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;She was talking to the person behind me.&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;On that note of pain, I'll leave you. Have you ever embarrassed yourself in front of your favourite author? Or any famous person for that matter? Do tell me about it - it might make me feel better.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3780956751632984748-8353353637843957916?l=lizbankes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizbankes.blogspot.com/feeds/8353353637843957916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lizbankes.blogspot.com/2012/02/diary-of-rambling-book-moron.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3780956751632984748/posts/default/8353353637843957916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3780956751632984748/posts/default/8353353637843957916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizbankes.blogspot.com/2012/02/diary-of-rambling-book-moron.html' title='DIARY OF A RAMBLING BOOK MORON'/><author><name>Liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11019428433768201059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BWep8wEqA6I/TpqSvyGnR5I/AAAAAAAAAHk/SAvJOBTRDJc/s220/pandp.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-L1aNwogyBzs/Ty2ogIAm2BI/AAAAAAAAAi4/nVED9Z0PikQ/s72-c/misery-sm.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3780956751632984748.post-3942837159306540173</id><published>2012-02-04T11:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-04T11:40:16.456-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reviews'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='saving daisy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='phil earle'/><title type='text'>INTERVIEW &amp; GIVEAWAY: Saving Daisy by Phil Earle</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SAVING DAISY by Phil Earle&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Click to jump to the &lt;a href="#interview"&gt;interview&lt;/a&gt; with Phil Earle and click &lt;a href="#comp"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; to win a copy of the book.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-E97KsfqYhds/Ty12SH17UVI/AAAAAAAAAiw/vzvYTwis5M8/s1600/Saving+Daisy+cvr.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-E97KsfqYhds/Ty12SH17UVI/AAAAAAAAAiw/vzvYTwis5M8/s400/Saving+Daisy+cvr.jpg" width="262" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Publisher: &lt;/b&gt;Puffin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Publication details: &lt;/b&gt;05.01.2012, £6.99 PB&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Daisy's mum is gone.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;He dad refuses to talk about it.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;As far as Daisy's concerned, it's all her fault.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;As her life starts to spiral out of control, panic leads to tragedy and Daisy's left alone.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;But sometimes the kindness of a stranger can turn things around. A stranger who desperately wants to save Daisy. If only she'll let herself be saved...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;SAVING DAISY is the follow up to Phil Earle's astounding first novel BEING BILLY. But it is actually more of a prequel. Billy's spiky and fragile best friend Daisy gets to tell her story.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;You can find out a bit more about the book from my review &lt;a href="http://lizbankes.blogspot.com/2011/12/top-eight-books-to-look-out-for-in-2012.html#saving"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;, but just know that this book packs an emotional punch. It explores a mental breakdown and the gradual process of recovery in a raw and honest way, with characters who seem like they've stepped from real life and into the pages.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=3780956751632984748&amp;amp;postID=3942837159306540173" name="interview"&gt;INTERVIEW&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Phil was lovely enough to answer my questions about the book and about writing amazing things in general. (And have a look at the bottom of the page, where you can find out how to win a copy of SAVING DAISY!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;When you were writing Being Billy did you know you would tell Daisy’s story too?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;i&gt;Not really. The first time I thought about writing Daisy’s story was when my agent told me I needed an idea for a second book. I went into a blind panic, and Daisy was the first person I thought about. She really interested me as she’s spiky and heroic, but also obviously damaged. I was desperate to give her the backstory she deserved. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Was it difficult to go from writing Daisy in the third person to telling the story as Daisy? &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;It was certainly taking up a lot of headspace at first, more out of fear, as there’s nothing worse than reading a first person narrative when you don’t believe in the ‘voice’ you’re hearing. I got over that in the end, but the fact that I’ve never been a fourteen year old girl did worry me for a while! My wife told me it shouldn’t be a stretch at all, as did my friends…they’re so supportive. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Do you map out your characters first or do you write and see where they take you? &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I’ve learnt quickly that tons of preparation doesn’t work for me, if anything it stops me writing. I tend to scribble out a two page synopsis then never look at it again. I love just going with it. When I started writing Daisy, I had no characters formed in my mind apart from her and her dad. It’s really exciting to find other characters invading the story! &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;It’s certainly an emotional read – did you find it emotionally draining to write the book? &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;If I found it draining, it was more to do with how long the first draft took, rather than the themes affecting me. I wrote the first pass of ‘Being Billy’ in four months, so it flowed quickly out of my heads. With ‘Daisy’, my wife was pregnant and we were moving house, so I failed to write as often.  It was a real lesson learnt. Write frequently and it’s a much happier experience. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You’ve worked with young people like Billy and like Daisy. Was it this experience that made you want to write YA fiction? &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;In part, yes. But the experience that focused me on children’s fiction was working in a bookshop and discovering the YA genre. I completely fell in love with it and devoured every book I could lay my hands on. From that moment I knew I wanted to give YA a stab myself. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Are Billy and Daisy based on real people? &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Billy drew inspiration from many young people I’d worked with, but not one specific child. I’m always really careful not to present real people as characters. I’d hate them to find the book and discover I’d ripped off their lives. Daisy, believe it or not, is actually based on me. I suffered a lot from anxiety and depression in my twenties, and although I hadn’t planned it to be, the book became about my fight with mental health issues. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Did you talk to young people working through mental issues as research for this book? &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I didn’t, no. I’d worked with young people who had self-harmed and observed what they went through. Writing about it was my way of trying to make sense of what drives someone to purposely hurt themselves. There are scenes in the book, where Daisy suffers from terrible muscle spasms due to the drugs she’s prescribed, that actually happened to me. This first-hand experience feels like the best research imaginable. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Do you hope that your books will encourage people to talk about mental health and see it as less of a taboo? &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I understand that depression isn’t an easy thing to own up as it’s often seen as a sign of weakness. It takes real bravery to stand up and say I need help, it really does. The important message is that it isn’t your fault, and that help is out there. Silence really is a killer and no-one should suffer alone. The other thing I’ve learnt is that whilst depression is a terrible thing to endure, it doesn’t have to define you or your life. Without my depression, I wouldn’t have ever started writing. My depression led me here, to a much happier place. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Which writers have inspired you to write? &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;So many! SE Hinton, David Almond, Kevin Brooks, Siobhan Dowd, Keith Gray, Markus Zusak, David Klass, Morris Gleitzman, Melvin Burgess. The list could go on forever. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Which books have you enjoyed recently? &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I’ve just finished and enjoyed Dave Cousins 15 DAYS WITHOUT A HEAD and am currently reading BLACK HEART BLUE by Louisa Reid, which is brilliantly written. I’m also going back to my first love, graphic novels, and re-reading DAREDEVIL. Brilliant stuff! &lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What are your tips for young writers? &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Find what works for you and stick to it. The best thing about writing is that there are no rules. I would recommend reading as much as possible, it definitely worked for me. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;If you could be any book character who would you be? &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Flat Stanley, without a doubt. He never let being an inch thick get in the way of having brilliant adventures. The boy is a legend. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=3780956751632984748&amp;amp;postID=3942837159306540173" name="comp"&gt;GIVEAWAY&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I have a copy of SAVING DAISY which I will post to one lucky person! Just comment below or send me an email (lizbankes@gmail.com)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;A powerful and moving story linked to Phil’s critically acclaimed debut book, Being Billy. Watch the brilliant trailer here:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://2.gvt0.com/vi/OLcZwLACeYY/0.jpg" height="266" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/OLcZwLACeYY&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/OLcZwLACeYY&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3780956751632984748-3942837159306540173?l=lizbankes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizbankes.blogspot.com/feeds/3942837159306540173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lizbankes.blogspot.com/2012/02/interview-giveaway-saving-daisy-by-phil.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3780956751632984748/posts/default/3942837159306540173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3780956751632984748/posts/default/3942837159306540173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizbankes.blogspot.com/2012/02/interview-giveaway-saving-daisy-by-phil.html' title='INTERVIEW &amp; GIVEAWAY: Saving Daisy by Phil Earle'/><author><name>Liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11019428433768201059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BWep8wEqA6I/TpqSvyGnR5I/AAAAAAAAAHk/SAvJOBTRDJc/s220/pandp.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-E97KsfqYhds/Ty12SH17UVI/AAAAAAAAAiw/vzvYTwis5M8/s72-c/Saving+Daisy+cvr.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3780956751632984748.post-6756262251158851430</id><published>2012-02-01T01:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-01T02:32:40.179-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reviews'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='someone else&apos;s life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='katie dale'/><title type='text'>REVIEW: Someone Else's Life by Katie Dale</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LBMr4Ky7CiQ/TykDuVXTjUI/AAAAAAAAAio/oGOjGc03dMc/s1600/someone+else's+life+katie+dale.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LBMr4Ky7CiQ/TykDuVXTjUI/AAAAAAAAAio/oGOjGc03dMc/s320/someone+else's+life+katie+dale.jpg" width="209" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;When Rosie’s mum Trudie dies of Huntington’s Disease, Rosie has to make the decision whether or not to find out if she too carries the gene. But then her mum’s friend Sarah makes a shocking confession – Rosie was swapped at birth. Trudie wasn’t her biological mum. Rosie is free, but at the same time completely lost. She goes travelling with her ex-boyfriend and sets out to find out where she came from in a journey that will change a whole family’s lives forever.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;I recently heard Michelle Paver say that characters are the ‘beating heart’ of the story, and that is certainly true of this book. I completely believed in the characters – they are flawed, funny and familiar, and as they go through what is at times a very painful journey, you really care about them.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;Someone Else’s Life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: 11pt;"&gt; is a gripping, emotional human drama (perhaps to be read at home to avoid public weeping). You immediately sympathise with Rosie as a narrator, and are drawn into her everyday life. Her description of her relationship with her boyfriend Andy, before her mum’s illness caused her to hide away from him, seems as real as though they were people I went to school with. Similarly the American characters’ lives are familiar (Rosie and Andy travel to the US as Katie thinks she’ll find her biological mum in LA) but a bit distant – a bit like when you watched American high school dramas their lives are concerned with the same things as yours was at school, but the details are different. I really liked how Katie Dale used subtle changes in the language to convey the English and American settings, and also so that you could immediately hear the characters’ accents in your head. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;I think because the world created is so familiar and believable, you are really drawn in to the story. The raw emotion is built up gradually and feels real – and so the book is upsetting at times. This is compounded by the exploration of Huntington’s Disease and what it does do people’s lives, which is shown in unflinching detail. But there is also hope running throughout – the characters can make mistakes and still be okay, and the things they go through will change their lives, but won’t define who they are. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;Looking at the reviews on Goodreads, lots of readers are saying that before reading this book they didn’t have much of an idea about what Huntington’s is, or the impact it has on people’s families. So as well as being a beautifully written story, the book is doing something immensely important in drawing people’s attention to a disease that affects more than 6,700 families in the UK. The book describes the genetic counselling, where people decide whether to take the test and find out whether or not they will develop the disease in later life. It makes you really think about what you would do.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;So overall, &lt;i&gt;Someone Else’s Life&lt;/i&gt; makes you think, makes you sad and makes you feel uplifted – so that’s some very powerful writing. And also - the plot twists are fantastic. I thought I knew what was going to happen, and was feeling all smug and clever, and I was completely wrong! Many thumbs up.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://katiedaleuk.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://katiedaleuk.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hda.org.uk/"&gt;www.hda.org.uk&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://2.gvt0.com/vi/6e5OmLHHcDo/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/6e5OmLHHcDo&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/6e5OmLHHcDo&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3780956751632984748-6756262251158851430?l=lizbankes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizbankes.blogspot.com/feeds/6756262251158851430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lizbankes.blogspot.com/2012/02/review-someone-elses-life-by-katie-dale.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3780956751632984748/posts/default/6756262251158851430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3780956751632984748/posts/default/6756262251158851430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizbankes.blogspot.com/2012/02/review-someone-elses-life-by-katie-dale.html' title='REVIEW: Someone Else&apos;s Life by Katie Dale'/><author><name>Liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11019428433768201059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BWep8wEqA6I/TpqSvyGnR5I/AAAAAAAAAHk/SAvJOBTRDJc/s220/pandp.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LBMr4Ky7CiQ/TykDuVXTjUI/AAAAAAAAAio/oGOjGc03dMc/s72-c/someone+else&apos;s+life+katie+dale.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3780956751632984748.post-5894797811689546944</id><published>2012-01-30T09:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-30T09:42:54.341-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='event'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reviews'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='melvin burgess'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='david almond'/><title type='text'>LEGENDS OF LITERATURE: Melvin Burgess and David Almond</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Hello and Good Monday. Now this is a something I wrote last year and it hasn't yet found a home, so am posting here because I felt the urge to let you know about two books I FLIPPIN' LOVED from the end of 2011.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;They be this:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iGAFdMFfhOY/TybRpNI_XHI/AAAAAAAAAiY/DN7oAljEmzk/s1600/burgess.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iGAFdMFfhOY/TybRpNI_XHI/AAAAAAAAAiY/DN7oAljEmzk/s200/burgess.jpg" width="130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;And they be this:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rPXlm46d4lw/TybR1ny6dLI/AAAAAAAAAig/WA0eYZ518iM/s1600/billydean.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rPXlm46d4lw/TybR1ny6dLI/AAAAAAAAAig/WA0eYZ518iM/s200/billydean.jpg" width="127" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;At first it would seem that David Almond and Melvin Burgess make a rather odd couple.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;No, I'm not attempting a bit of unlikely literary matchmaking. (In case you are interested, if I &lt;i&gt;was&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;attempting literary matchmaking the result would be a special version of Dinner Date in which Patrick Ness makes a speech to me about libraries, then Marcus Sedgwick tells me a ghost story and then Philip Pullman tells me anything. Absolutely anything. Because EVERYTHING HE SAYS IS RIGHT.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;But this was a real event, not an ITV programme in my head. This was Puffin Live: Legends of Literature and it brought together Melvin Burgess and David Almond in conversation about their books (&lt;i&gt;Kill All Enemies &lt;/i&gt;and &lt;i&gt;The True Tale of the Monster Billy Dean&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;respectively) and about stories in general. As I said, you might at first think that they are very different&amp;nbsp;– one a creator of strange, lyrical worlds and the other a controversial writer of gritty realism. But the event showed that these two (most definitely legendary) writers had plenty in common as they spoke about the power of storytelling.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Kill All Enemies&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;began with Melvin Burgess interviewing young people who had been excluded from school. They were people who would be judged as being ‘a bad lot’, he said, but hearing their stories made him realise they were heroes. The story is told by four characters – Billie, a violent ‘psycho’ rejected by her mum,&amp;nbsp; Chris, who exasperates his parents with his decision not to do anything, Rob, a big metal fan with an abusive stepdad, and Hannah, a social worker who connects with all of them in some way. Although the story takes them off-piste, as Melvin described it, the characters are all real people and it was both heartbreaking and uplifting in equal measure hearing him talk about their stories. Describing Billie’s background, bringing up her siblings while her mum was drinking and then being rejected when her mum was well enough to take them back, Melvin said ‘it is no wonder she went round punching the world in the face’. He read a passage from the point of view of Chris, whose wit and intelligence sparkles on the page and who certainly wins over the reader in his crusade not to do anything his parents want him to.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;The True Tale of the Monster Billy Dean &lt;/i&gt;by Almond is also a story of growing up. Billy Dean is brought up in secret, as he is the result of an unholy union between a priest and his hairdresser. At the age of thirteen Billy is brought outside – into a town that has been devastated by war. He becomes a symbol of hope to the survivors of the town, and he even seems to be able to communicate with the dead. Through the book Billy learns to understand this world and eventually learns to write his own story. David read a passage where Billy attaches the wings of a sparrow to a mouse, creating a ‘mowsbird’ – a symbol of the beauty that only Billy seems to see in the fallen world around him. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin-left: 36.0pt; text-indent: -36.0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Claire Armitstead, chairing the event, suggested that what draws these books together is that they are both about finding a voice. Through the course of &lt;i&gt;Billy Dean &lt;/i&gt;Billy learns to write. The book is written phonetically, which looks at first almost like another language, but it captures the way Billy is finding the words he needs to tell his story. Melvin Burgess’s book has given a voice to young people marginalised by the societies they live in. His characters are learning to make sense of the world around them – and to say how they feel about it and what they want from it. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Another parallel Claire drew was both books’ use of emblematic images or objects that sum up characters. Rob in &lt;i&gt;Kill All Enemies&lt;/i&gt; has a Metallica t-shirt that gets him beaten up, but he is determined to keep wearing it because his mum bought it. In &lt;i&gt;Billy Dean &lt;/i&gt;there are religious icons (David Almond said that angels seem to keep appearing in his work, and that he’s given up trying to stop them), but strange or broken ones, like the mowsbird or the statue of Jesus that Billy finds in pieces in the rubble and rebuilds. These seem to show a town trying to put itself back together when its faith has been destroyed. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Finally, they talked about hope. Both stories have an optimistic feel and there is hope in the way the young protagonists take on their worlds. David Almond said that people often tell him to ‘be realistic’ and by this they often mean ‘be miserable’, while he shows in &lt;i&gt;Billy Dean &lt;/i&gt;that it is possible to find beauty in the most miserable circumstances. Billy comes out into the world with no received opinions and takes things as they are – even his phonetic language shows this clear-sightedness – words stripped down to their essentials. Melvin Burgess’s young characters show themselves capable of greatness in the face of adults who don’t give them a chance. The book suggests that it is possible for them to turn things around and be happy – a very hopeful message indeed.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;It was certainly a fascinating conversation - the sort that has you very much in awe of these genius writery types and causes you to forget to do 'proper person' things like write things down or close your mouth.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Thanks to Melvin, David and Puffin: for an evening that was as brilliant as the books being talked about.&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3780956751632984748-5894797811689546944?l=lizbankes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizbankes.blogspot.com/feeds/5894797811689546944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lizbankes.blogspot.com/2012/01/legends-of-literature-melvin-burgess.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3780956751632984748/posts/default/5894797811689546944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3780956751632984748/posts/default/5894797811689546944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizbankes.blogspot.com/2012/01/legends-of-literature-melvin-burgess.html' title='LEGENDS OF LITERATURE: Melvin Burgess and David Almond'/><author><name>Liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11019428433768201059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BWep8wEqA6I/TpqSvyGnR5I/AAAAAAAAAHk/SAvJOBTRDJc/s220/pandp.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iGAFdMFfhOY/TybRpNI_XHI/AAAAAAAAAiY/DN7oAljEmzk/s72-c/burgess.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3780956751632984748.post-743290790550237282</id><published>2012-01-22T23:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-22T23:31:54.206-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='guest posts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='opal moonbaby'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='maudie smith'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog tour'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lists'/><title type='text'>BLOG TOUR: Opal Moonbaby</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Opal Moonbaby&lt;/i&gt; by Maudie Smith&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rbz0qf1-3p8/Tx0ErQrfLBI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/XEGhYps4Tbo/s1600/Opal+Moonbaby+%25281%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rbz0qf1-3p8/Tx0ErQrfLBI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/XEGhYps4Tbo/s320/Opal+Moonbaby+%25281%2529.jpg" width="208" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Martha's decided friends are stupid. Especially if they're anything like Colette and Chloe. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She never wants another friend. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it's the first day of the summer holidays, and there's not that much to do... until she spots a strange little furry creature who leads her to Opal Moonbaby. Opal's been sent down from her planet on a mission: to work out what on earth people are (and my goodness - people are strange) and to make a friend.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Happy Monday! No, really. It will be when you make friends with Opal Moonbaby. Opal is strange, fun and zooming brilliant. And she's an alien and has a small furry pet with wings. See here for &lt;a href="http://lizbankes.blogspot.com/2012/01/review-and-some-friendly-thoughts-opal.html#.Tx0M0aW2-So"&gt;my review&lt;/a&gt; and some thoughts on best friends in books.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Today Opal's creator and good friend Maudie Smith has dropped in on the Opal Moonbaby blog tour and is going to share her &lt;b&gt;Top Ten Reads for Growing Children&lt;/b&gt;. Get ready to get nostalgic, meet a new book or get book-gift ideas for kids you know!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;My top ten books for growing children&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Maudie Smith&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;There's a lot more than ten top books, you know, but this will have to do for a start.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;WHERE THE WILD THINGS ARE by Maurice Sendak&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mLJUHsh1rL4/Tx0IDoYSxaI/AAAAAAAAAgY/DgHRZ1vbqtk/s1600/Where_The_Wild_Things_Are_%2528book%2529_cover.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="177" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mLJUHsh1rL4/Tx0IDoYSxaI/AAAAAAAAAgY/DgHRZ1vbqtk/s200/Where_The_Wild_Things_Are_%2528book%2529_cover.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;The picture book with something for everyone, however old you may be - in years or at heart. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;DOGGER by Shirley Hughes&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6juQ0Z63CB0/Tx0ImBwIpxI/AAAAAAAAAgk/RbGe12w2gAU/s1600/Dogger-9780099927907.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6juQ0Z63CB0/Tx0ImBwIpxI/AAAAAAAAAgk/RbGe12w2gAU/s200/Dogger-9780099927907.jpg" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Satisfying picture book story of everyday things. Deceptively simple.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;THE KING OF CAPRI by Jeanette Winterson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Kvgpdwe_5d4/Tx0JUtTV-qI/AAAAAAAAAgw/-szlDcy345w/s1600/844385-L.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Kvgpdwe_5d4/Tx0JUtTV-qI/AAAAAAAAAgw/-szlDcy345w/s200/844385-L.jpg" width="158" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Gorgeous writing that whirls around the pages with the wind.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;CLEVER POLLY AND THE STUPID WOLF by Catherine Storr&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-G7MiUjiH8PA/Tx0Jtf9K14I/AAAAAAAAAg8/wIJZTmyNYyM/s1600/%257B18AABD9B-1CC7-4EF9-8590-6D91732FB130%257D_Clever_Polly.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-G7MiUjiH8PA/Tx0Jtf9K14I/AAAAAAAAAg8/wIJZTmyNYyM/s200/%257B18AABD9B-1CC7-4EF9-8590-6D91732FB130%257D_Clever_Polly.jpg" width="126" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Great conversations and just scary enough.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;FIVE CHILDREN AND IT by E Nesbit&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1s68-AGpoz0/Tx0KHhXAX1I/AAAAAAAAAhI/-xJalKr6hO4/s1600/Jacket.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1s68-AGpoz0/Tx0KHhXAX1I/AAAAAAAAAhI/-xJalKr6hO4/s200/Jacket.jpg" width="145" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Double bubble - Victorians and psammeads. Read it before you see the film.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;THE BFG by Roald Dahl&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aKHkXtC_oho/Tx0K30k487I/AAAAAAAAAhU/S92jHOyExlI/s1600/bfg.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aKHkXtC_oho/Tx0K30k487I/AAAAAAAAAhU/S92jHOyExlI/s200/bfg.jpg" width="129" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;For the best fantasy friendship with a human bean. BFG and Sophie forever.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;THE LITTLE PRINCESS by Frances Hodgson Burnett&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_qFJHuSfdjw/Tx0LUGtdMrI/AAAAAAAAAhg/gJjAdpJExEI/s1600/prncess.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_qFJHuSfdjw/Tx0LUGtdMrI/AAAAAAAAAhg/gJjAdpJExEI/s200/prncess.jpg" width="144" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Characters against cruelty!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;JOURNEY TO THE RIVER SEA by Eva Ibbotson&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sEEr0dPHLrI/Tx0MHopmhQI/AAAAAAAAAhs/TaZkvzkCRMg/s1600/Journey%2Bto%2Bthe%2BRiver%2BSea.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sEEr0dPHLrI/Tx0MHopmhQI/AAAAAAAAAhs/TaZkvzkCRMg/s200/Journey%2Bto%2Bthe%2BRiver%2BSea.jpg" width="130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;For an enthralling 'girl's own' adventure with boys thrown in.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;THE LION, THE WITCH AND THE WARDROBE, by C S Lewis&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-f4Exy4qS9gk/Tx0MN0CpfJI/AAAAAAAAAh4/H9GFQMU-9lk/s1600/TheLionWitchWardrobe%25281stEd%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-f4Exy4qS9gk/Tx0MN0CpfJI/AAAAAAAAAh4/H9GFQMU-9lk/s200/TheLionWitchWardrobe%25281stEd%2529.jpg" width="132" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;For lampposts, snow, beavers, Mr Tumnus, lions, witches and er...wardrobes.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;THE HOBBIT by J R Tolkein&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N9xOvX0KaCQ/Tx0MUZz-WbI/AAAAAAAAAiE/C5XFm6RXJno/s1600/Hobbit_cover.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N9xOvX0KaCQ/Tx0MUZz-WbI/AAAAAAAAAiE/C5XFm6RXJno/s200/Hobbit_cover.JPG" width="129" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Classic high fantasy quest with an unlikely and loveable hero. Go Bilbo!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;PRIVATE PEACEFUL by Michael Morpurgo&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JG_k7Bf-tXo/Tx0MaR_xwZI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/8mE9kTw6yxk/s1600/privatpeace.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JG_k7Bf-tXo/Tx0MaR_xwZI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/8mE9kTw6yxk/s200/privatpeace.jpg" width="132" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;The most perfect Morpurgo. WW1. Bring tissues.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;All right, there are eleven here, I know. But ten just isn't enough!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3780956751632984748-743290790550237282?l=lizbankes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizbankes.blogspot.com/feeds/743290790550237282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lizbankes.blogspot.com/2012/01/blog-tour-opal-moonbaby.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3780956751632984748/posts/default/743290790550237282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3780956751632984748/posts/default/743290790550237282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizbankes.blogspot.com/2012/01/blog-tour-opal-moonbaby.html' title='BLOG TOUR: Opal Moonbaby'/><author><name>Liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11019428433768201059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BWep8wEqA6I/TpqSvyGnR5I/AAAAAAAAAHk/SAvJOBTRDJc/s220/pandp.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rbz0qf1-3p8/Tx0ErQrfLBI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/XEGhYps4Tbo/s72-c/Opal+Moonbaby+%25281%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3780956751632984748.post-6753434722291020745</id><published>2012-01-22T01:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-22T01:28:37.662-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='michael gerard bauer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reviews'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='don&apos;t call me ishmael'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny books'/><title type='text'>REVIEW: Don't Call Me Ishmael by Michael Gerard Bauer</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I had a WHALE of a time reading this book...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7XgGA3m5Y-Y/TxGX2IysqTI/AAAAAAAAAeY/Dy5lxpLHxJA/s1600/tumbleweed.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="158" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7XgGA3m5Y-Y/TxGX2IysqTI/AAAAAAAAAeY/Dy5lxpLHxJA/s200/tumbleweed.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Get it? It's a reference to Moby Dick! Like in the title of this book! Oh, I see - you got it, you just didn't laugh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Well, that was embarrassing. But not as embarrassing as Ishmael's life. He is the world's only know sufferer of Ishmael Leseur's Syndrome, of which the main symptom is a life filled with embarrassing incidents.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--qbcULwC3qo/TxG0L4wxOWI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/5n9M3HZkjnk/s1600/DCMIshmael_Cvr.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--qbcULwC3qo/TxG0L4wxOWI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/5n9M3HZkjnk/s320/DCMIshmael_Cvr.jpg" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Starting at a new school, Ishmael has enough humiliation on his plate with a bully who's after him, a girl he's secretly in love with, and a crippling fear of public speaking. Then he's asked to look after the new kid - James Scobie, who looks like a bit of a weirdo. it hardly seems fair. But James Scobie isn't what he appears. He is a boy who doesn't feel fear, and he's about to teach Ishmael about confronting Ishmael Leseur's Syndrome head on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I did actually have a whale of a time reading this book. Ishmael is a loveable lead and his narration goes off on tangents and into other stories in a very entertaining, Tristram Shandy-like way.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;(For anyone who doesn't know, The Life and Opinions of Tristram Shandy is a book written in 1759 by Laurence Sterne - who strikes quite a pose, as you can see...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ltSqDUnEUHU/TxGreAgbM6I/AAAAAAAAAfI/IdJ1s0pFnFM/s1600/laurence.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ltSqDUnEUHU/TxGreAgbM6I/AAAAAAAAAfI/IdJ1s0pFnFM/s200/laurence.jpg" width="127" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Tristram narrates the story of his life and goes off on so many tangents that by half-way through the book he's only just been born.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Ishmael doesn't take half the book, but he has a similar style, and when he does get to his birth story it is very very funny.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;The characters in this book really stand out. Orazio Zorzetto, who looks at the world and sees only hot girls; Bill, who spends most of his time in another world (probably Middle Earth); Miss Tarango, the English teacher who has a unique way of dealing with bullies and is also drop dead beautiful, and James Scobie, strange and fearless, who changes everything.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Bauer brings his characters together in a rawkous comedy, with an current of sadness running underneath. The book teaches you to embrace embarrassment and laugh at life rather than fearing it - because big, nasty things do sometimes lurk under the surface (the whale in the room?) and so you shouldn't sweat the small stuff.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Quirky, funny and lovely.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Book info:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Don't Call Me Ishmael&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;by Michael Gerard Bauer&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Templar Books&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Published 01/01/12&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;978-1848776838&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lovereadingforkids.co.uk/book/9781848776838/isbn/Dont-Call-Me-Ishmael!-by-Michael-Gerard-Bauer.html"&gt;Love Reading for Kids link&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3780956751632984748-6753434722291020745?l=lizbankes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizbankes.blogspot.com/feeds/6753434722291020745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lizbankes.blogspot.com/2012/01/review-dont-call-me-ishmael-by-michael.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3780956751632984748/posts/default/6753434722291020745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3780956751632984748/posts/default/6753434722291020745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizbankes.blogspot.com/2012/01/review-dont-call-me-ishmael-by-michael.html' title='REVIEW: Don&apos;t Call Me Ishmael by Michael Gerard Bauer'/><author><name>Liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11019428433768201059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BWep8wEqA6I/TpqSvyGnR5I/AAAAAAAAAHk/SAvJOBTRDJc/s220/pandp.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7XgGA3m5Y-Y/TxGX2IysqTI/AAAAAAAAAeY/Dy5lxpLHxJA/s72-c/tumbleweed.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3780956751632984748.post-8155005907751422943</id><published>2012-01-21T10:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-21T10:14:09.966-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reviews'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='opal moonbaby'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog tour'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lists'/><title type='text'>REVIEW (and some friendly thoughts): Opal Moonbaby by Maudie Smith</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Now I don't know about you, but I'm not a huge fan of 'January'. Christmas, or EATING DAY, is over and everyone is talking about not eating instead. To me diets do not sound fun (apparently they don't allow cheese binges and eating my emergency mid-morning Twiglets at 9:10 is not acceptable). I also am too lazy to try running from one place to another so I just sit around vaguely thinking I should do something and counting down the days till I am taken to the Fat Home.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;It's also cold. And rainy. This week I walked to work in the rain and arrived looking like I'd simultaneously fallen into a puddle, wet myself and started crying. I sat at my desk shivering and wondering if anyone would notice if I dried myself on the tea towel...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I severely needed a bit of heart warming. So this was a great week to read &lt;i&gt;Opal Moonbaby&lt;/i&gt; by Maudie Smith. This is a book about friendship that warms you from your heart to your feet and makes 'January' feel like a day at the beach. The Opal Moonbaby Blog Tour: About Zooming Time is well underway and has already stopped at many zooming amazing blogs, such as &lt;a href="http://chicklish.co.uk/"&gt;Chicklish&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://girlsheartbooks.com/2012/01/09/guest-blogger-maudie-smith/"&gt;Girls Heart Books&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.bookangelbooktopia.com/2012/01/musical-moments-guest-post-opal-moon.html"&gt;Book Angel Booktopia&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GZ9PlC5puv8/TxrGHL0cmoI/AAAAAAAAAfY/DlVlO3BN2SA/s1600/book_cover_2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GZ9PlC5puv8/TxrGHL0cmoI/AAAAAAAAAfY/DlVlO3BN2SA/s320/book_cover_2.jpg" width="208" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Opal Moonbaby&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Maudie Smith&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Orion Children's Books&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;5 Jan 2012&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;978-1444004786&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Love Reading for Kids link&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Martha doesn't want a best friend. After what happened with Chloe and Collette and The Secret Circle, she knows that friends just bring trouble and make you sad. She's better off on her own. But then, with the summer holidays stretching ahead of them, Martha and her little brother Robbie meet Opal Moonbaby. With her crazy hair, long spindly legs and purple eyes, Opal looks a bit weird. She also speaks a bit weird and just generally is a bit weird. And she has a pet mingle (a small furry creature with wings) called Garnet. This weirdness could, in part, be down to the fact that she is an alien from a planet called Carnelia and is on a mission to Earth to find about friendship. Martha and Robbie spend the holidays trying to initiate Opal into the mysteries of Earth-life, such as shopping in a supermarket, with hilarious consequences. But while Martha is happy to help Opal, she does not want to be her friend. Because friends just bring trouble, don't they?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;This is a warm and funny tale of friendship - but with moments of real sadness as you realise just how upsetting 'being left out' can be. Although she would never admit it to anyone, Martha is devastated at her best friend Chloe going off with new girl Collette and suddenly deciding that all the games they used to play are babyish.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;The way she shuts herself off from Opal, unlike her more carefree little brother who declares himself Opal's friend from the beginning, makes you really feel for Martha. But Opal is impossible not to like. She is excited by everything she sees and goes around merrily causing chaos. Trips to the end of the road and the supermarket become adventures and readers will enjoy her encounters with all the familiar things, like carrots and 'paying for things', that Opal finds baffling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;My favourite thing about Opal is the way she speaks. In preparation for Earth she has had a dictionary programmed into her brain. This means she can speak English but she gets all the of the sayings and figures of speech wrong - 'like taking brandy from a baby ' being my favourite. Readers will love Opal's mistakes, and Martha wearily correcting her, and they might start to think they prefer Opal's take on language.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Feeling in a happy, fuzzy, friendshippy mood after reading this book, I thought I'd pick some of my best book friends. Admittedly all these people are best friends with each other, not with me, but I think if I lurk around them long enough they will grow to tolerate me:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;TOP FIVE BEST FRIENDS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;1. Georgia and Jas from the Georgia Nicholson books by Louise Rennison&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SWtyluKri74/Txr5XTv0H2I/AAAAAAAAAfg/OYuX3IPasH8/s1600/angus.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SWtyluKri74/Txr5XTv0H2I/AAAAAAAAAfg/OYuX3IPasH8/s200/angus.jpg" width="131" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Without Georgia and her hairy little pally there would be no Ace Gang. They are the ultimate in best pallyness (even if for Georgia it is more like having a dog than a friend).&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;2.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;The boy and the penguin in &lt;i&gt;Lost and Found&lt;/i&gt; by Oliver Jeffers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5eVX2ZY9KJQ/Txr5um7qJMI/AAAAAAAAAfo/IE5K9Yx74Ec/s1600/LostAndFound-OliverJeffers.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5eVX2ZY9KJQ/Txr5um7qJMI/AAAAAAAAAfo/IE5K9Yx74Ec/s200/LostAndFound-OliverJeffers.jpg" width="196" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Oh god. Don't get me started on these two. I'll be snivelling and dribbling all over the place!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Actually I am not sure why I'd be dribbling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;3. Greg and Rowley from &lt;i&gt;Diary of a&amp;nbsp;Wimpy Kid&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;by Jeff Kinney&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dT1XhPMl9z8/Txr58RdXpXI/AAAAAAAAAfw/qiPMSYBxdEU/s1600/Rowley_and_Greg.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="162" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dT1XhPMl9z8/Txr58RdXpXI/AAAAAAAAAfw/qiPMSYBxdEU/s200/Rowley_and_Greg.png" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;It may be true that these two became best friends only because Greg's best friend Ben moved away and because Rowley's mum got him a book called 'How to Make Friends in New Places'. And it may be true that for Greg, like Georgia, it is more like having a dog/Ralph Wiggum for a friend. But Greg and Rowley will be friends forever. They have to be really, if the cheese secret is going to stay a secret...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;4. Frodo and Sam from &lt;i&gt;The Lord of the Rings &lt;/i&gt;by J.R.R. Tolkein&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YCM9bSC6B20/Txr9mte5mCI/AAAAAAAAAf4/Xz7iyxSPWwM/s1600/LOTR_Fell087_FrodoSam.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YCM9bSC6B20/Txr9mte5mCI/AAAAAAAAAf4/Xz7iyxSPWwM/s200/LOTR_Fell087_FrodoSam.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I LOVE Sam. I think I should be allowed to be Rosie Cotton because a) I am very short and b) I LOVE Sam. But I would never be able to compete with the bromance of Sam and Frodo. Also, I might not be too happy at popping out thirteen children (even small hobbitty children). And I would definitely not call one of my children 'Hamfast'.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;5. Jamie and Sunya from &lt;i&gt;My Sister Lives on the Mantelpiece &lt;/i&gt;by Annabel Pitcher&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MhzErRvN1Mw/Txr-Gxwz2jI/AAAAAAAAAgA/eyoqhy6oJ7E/s1600/my-sister-lives-on-the-mantlepiece.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MhzErRvN1Mw/Txr-Gxwz2jI/AAAAAAAAAgA/eyoqhy6oJ7E/s200/my-sister-lives-on-the-mantlepiece.jpg" width="131" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Or should I say Spiderman and Girl, M. This is a beautiful friendship and a lovely book that had me raving like a loon last year. Here is my &lt;a href="http://lizbankes.blogspot.com/2011/10/blog-tour-mantelpiece-musings.html"&gt;review&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Do comment away with any BFFs I've missed out! And do tune back in on Monday 23rd when Maudie Smith will be visiting on the OPAL MOONBABY blog tour.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BAcj4FAPuvM/TxsAD6fl82I/AAAAAAAAAgI/Ug3IUUO7_NY/s1600/Opal+blog+tour.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BAcj4FAPuvM/TxsAD6fl82I/AAAAAAAAAgI/Ug3IUUO7_NY/s640/Opal+blog+tour.jpg" width="264" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3780956751632984748-8155005907751422943?l=lizbankes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizbankes.blogspot.com/feeds/8155005907751422943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lizbankes.blogspot.com/2012/01/review-and-some-friendly-thoughts-opal.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3780956751632984748/posts/default/8155005907751422943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3780956751632984748/posts/default/8155005907751422943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizbankes.blogspot.com/2012/01/review-and-some-friendly-thoughts-opal.html' title='REVIEW (and some friendly thoughts): Opal Moonbaby by Maudie Smith'/><author><name>Liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11019428433768201059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BWep8wEqA6I/TpqSvyGnR5I/AAAAAAAAAHk/SAvJOBTRDJc/s220/pandp.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GZ9PlC5puv8/TxrGHL0cmoI/AAAAAAAAAfY/DlVlO3BN2SA/s72-c/book_cover_2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3780956751632984748.post-1772773409085889972</id><published>2012-01-14T08:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-14T08:49:24.520-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='matilda'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reviews'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='guest posts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='matilda the musical'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='roald dahl'/><title type='text'>GUESTPOST: Matilda: The Musical review by Edward Bankes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I would like to introduce you to my brother. His name is Edd, he is very intelligent and he once dressed up as a Spice Girl. His claim to fame is that he is the only Bankes to appear on University Challenge, but I have photographic evidence that proves this to be a lie:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6ioXKmXZk7E/TxGjBiB-sfI/AAAAAAAAAeg/V2z0ijYyjnI/s1600/uc.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="101" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6ioXKmXZk7E/TxGjBiB-sfI/AAAAAAAAAeg/V2z0ijYyjnI/s200/uc.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;(Thank you to my friend Tanya for this photographic evidence). Most importantly, he shares the book geek gene. Growing up in a Roald Dahl house, where you must be suspicious of gloved women and where the ONLY true ending to Little Red Riding Hood is Miss Hood whipping a pistol from her knickers, we were naturally excited and curious to see Matilda: The Musical. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;So we saw it. And now Edd is going to whip a pen from his knickers and write you a review. Actually, he says he'll just type it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Matilda: The Musical, Cambridge Theatre, 7th December 2011&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-k53ytoMwBgM/TxGjK9zLrnI/AAAAAAAAAeo/KpIAMiWlrLs/s1600/matilda-the-musical-shomte-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="165" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-k53ytoMwBgM/TxGjK9zLrnI/AAAAAAAAAeo/KpIAMiWlrLs/s200/matilda-the-musical-shomte-1.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;It has shown in the past that it is a dangerous thing to try and alter the creations of Roald Dahl, with good witches saving little boys from mousedom and musical chocolate factories only highlighting the brilliance of Dahl as they pale by comparison. However, this is not a trap fallen into by Dennis Kelly and Tim Minchin, who, if anything, have made the story of Matilda even better, while sticking loyally to the spirit of swinging pigtails and chocolate cake gorging.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;The dialogue is sharp and perfectly timed, and the songs probably the most consistent of any show in the West End.&amp;nbsp;While the plot sticks truly to that of Dahl’s 1988 original, the emendations serve only to celebrate even more successfully the importance of children reading and imagining that Dahl held onto so strongly: Matilda is frequently to be found in the library, where her power as a story teller drives the plot, as a cacophony of hideously wonderful characters surround her.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NVnEFZFvTU4/TxGni3peqgI/AAAAAAAAAfA/9LOgZgvh22Q/s1600/175px-MatildaCover.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NVnEFZFvTU4/TxGni3peqgI/AAAAAAAAAfA/9LOgZgvh22Q/s1600/175px-MatildaCover.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Kelly’s book is so well judged that it could easily be Dahl, mixing bits of Dahl and his own imagination brilliantly. Tim Minchin’s songs are instantly memorable - weeks later I still find myself absent-mindedly singing the anthemic ‘Revolting Children’. The lyrics are frankly genius, and, when performed, seem entirely in character - a testament to the brilliant partnership between the two writers.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;It is of course because of an extremely well-chosen cast, many of whom remain from the original Stratford production, that the show succeeds. Bertie Carvel as Miss Trunchbull naturally stands out and seems to be the perfect embodiment of Dahl’s imagination in the original story, and left me wondering whether only a man in drag could communicate the shock and awe that her presence creates.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4fqvLTkNHzs/TxGnTgrkIgI/AAAAAAAAAe4/ZkJxuos5nIM/s1600/trunch.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4fqvLTkNHzs/TxGnTgrkIgI/AAAAAAAAAe4/ZkJxuos5nIM/s1600/trunch.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;However, the rest of the cast are hardly left overshadowed. Lauren Ward as Miss Honey manages to be loveable but there is also, as I feel was lacking in the film adaption, the inescapable fact she is a bit of a loser - it is fitting her first solo is entitled ‘Pathetic’. Her interplay with Trunchbull is hilarious, if not soul crushing. Matilda’s parents, played by Paul Kaye and Josie Walker, are just as grotesque as could be hoped for. Mrs Wormwood, transformed into a bitter mother resenting Matilda taking away her dreams of becoming a star dancer, and her cutting attitude towards everyone she  encounters is a joy to watch. Paul Kaye manages to combine a comic performance with moments that are actually extremely sinister when he continually talks down to his daughter. A special mention must go to the less verbose sibling of Matilda, played by Peter Howe. Despite staying true to the sedentary, unresponsive sibling presented by Dahl, the few words he chooses to share with the audience are delivered so perfectly that a single word became enough to render an entire audience struggling to control their laughter.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-32JqTQHiPEI/TxGnAuHSg8I/AAAAAAAAAew/9oxFQoAs2tA/s1600/180px-Roald_Dahls_Matilda.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-32JqTQHiPEI/TxGnAuHSg8I/AAAAAAAAAew/9oxFQoAs2tA/s1600/180px-Roald_Dahls_Matilda.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;However, the star of the show thankfully remains the lead, played by four actresses, and on this occasion by Cleo Demetriou. Not wishing to sound dismissive, her greatest achievement in the role is, as a precocious 11 year old playing an even more precocious 5 year old, to not once come across as in anyway annoying. Instead, along with all the children, Demetriou was incredibly likeable, and strange as it is to say, created an entirely believable little girl who is both utterly brilliant yet very normal, despite her magic power.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;If at any moment you fear yourself pitying the fate of this little girl, Demetriou quickly drew it back to show off Matilda’s fantastic imagination and ingenuity. Her performance of ‘I’m here’ in particular showed a startling acting ability as she fully communicated the pathos of the song. Incidentally, she has a brilliant singing voice. Her solo performances of ‘Naughty’ and ‘Quiet’ were certainly highlights of the show. Yet it is her comic potential that was most impressive, demonstrating superb comic timing, particularly when telling stories that was able to get across the rich and constant wit of Dennis Kelly’s book.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In short, go see it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3780956751632984748-1772773409085889972?l=lizbankes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizbankes.blogspot.com/feeds/1772773409085889972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lizbankes.blogspot.com/2012/01/guestpost-matilda-musical-review-by.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3780956751632984748/posts/default/1772773409085889972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3780956751632984748/posts/default/1772773409085889972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizbankes.blogspot.com/2012/01/guestpost-matilda-musical-review-by.html' title='GUESTPOST: Matilda: The Musical review by Edward Bankes'/><author><name>Liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11019428433768201059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BWep8wEqA6I/TpqSvyGnR5I/AAAAAAAAAHk/SAvJOBTRDJc/s220/pandp.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6ioXKmXZk7E/TxGjBiB-sfI/AAAAAAAAAeg/V2z0ijYyjnI/s72-c/uc.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3780956751632984748.post-6066746838926044348</id><published>2012-01-14T06:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-14T06:40:34.190-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='competition'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='marcus sedgwick'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='armadillo magazine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='national geographic kids'/><title type='text'>COMPETITIONS: Marcus Sedgwick and National Geographic Kids Magazine</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;STUFF for FREE? Oh I don't mind if I do!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I thought I would draw your attention to some exciting competitions over on the rather wonderful &lt;a href="https://sites.google.com/site/armadillomagazine/wintercomp4"&gt;Armadillo Magazine&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fp6KR7cQZ5k/TxGO8kwY5jI/AAAAAAAAAd4/8SQsTMVWgaw/s1600/weearm.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fp6KR7cQZ5k/TxGO8kwY5jI/AAAAAAAAAd4/8SQsTMVWgaw/s1600/weearm.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;WIN a SIGNED copy of &lt;i&gt;MIDWINTERBLOOD &lt;/i&gt;by MARCUS SEDGWICK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gGgSOirwa1g/TxGQ4llUkFI/AAAAAAAAAeA/QbgS8J2w4TA/s1600/midwinter.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gGgSOirwa1g/TxGQ4llUkFI/AAAAAAAAAeA/QbgS8J2w4TA/s320/midwinter.jpg" width="205" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;What would you sacrifice for someone you’ve loved forever?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Armadillo Magazine is giving away a SIGNED copy of Marcus Sedgwick's work of hauntingly, brilliantly beautiful&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;Midwinterblood &lt;/i&gt;and even entering this comp will be lots of fun - you get to choose your top 7 book characters!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://sites.google.com/site/armadillomagazine/wintercomp4"&gt;Click here for details.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;WIN a free subscription to NATIONAL GEOGRAPHIC KIDS magazine!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-S7TfjjVTpzo/TxGRzA-Cu_I/AAAAAAAAAeI/-ItuzWG5jwE/s1600/Issue+68+cover+small.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-S7TfjjVTpzo/TxGRzA-Cu_I/AAAAAAAAAeI/-ItuzWG5jwE/s1600/Issue+68+cover+small.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Did you know…&amp;nbsp;Wombat waste is cube-shaped?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You can arm yourself with such facts about animals and poo by reading National Geographic Kids Magazine. Armadillo is giving away one copy of National Geographic's &lt;i&gt;Weird but True 3&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;and a FREE subscription for 12 copies of the magazine for one lucky reader.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://sites.google.com/site/armadillomagazine/wintercomp4"&gt;Click here for details&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3780956751632984748-6066746838926044348?l=lizbankes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizbankes.blogspot.com/feeds/6066746838926044348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lizbankes.blogspot.com/2012/01/competitions-marcus-sedgwick-and.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3780956751632984748/posts/default/6066746838926044348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3780956751632984748/posts/default/6066746838926044348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizbankes.blogspot.com/2012/01/competitions-marcus-sedgwick-and.html' title='COMPETITIONS: Marcus Sedgwick and National Geographic Kids Magazine'/><author><name>Liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11019428433768201059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BWep8wEqA6I/TpqSvyGnR5I/AAAAAAAAAHk/SAvJOBTRDJc/s220/pandp.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fp6KR7cQZ5k/TxGO8kwY5jI/AAAAAAAAAd4/8SQsTMVWgaw/s72-c/weearm.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3780956751632984748.post-7441642484712015897</id><published>2012-01-08T12:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-10T01:05:49.952-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Awards'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Joanna Nadin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Caroline Green'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emily gravett'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='philip ardagh'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='colin mulhern'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='miriam halahmy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='H.M. Castor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cliff McNish'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='annabel pitcher'/><title type='text'>BOOKS, BONNETS &amp; FULL-FRONTAL BLOGGING AWARDS 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;Hello, good afternoon and welcome to 2012!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;I thought that I would start this year by revisiting last year. This is partly because change or anything new makes me nervous and partly because last year was flippin' great.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;(And partly because I have started the year with a bit of a dodgy haircut and I want to look back to better, slightly more attractive days.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;I was more thrilled than a thrilled person that people actually voted in my survey. I thought I was going to have to force relatives to do it (which would involve explaining that when I tell them 'I'm spending a lot of time writing' I actually mean 'I am spending a lots of time photoshopping kittens' heads onto people's bodies'.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;Anyhoo, without further ado to do, here are the results of the&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b style="background-color: magenta;"&gt;Books, Bonnets and Full-Frontal Blogging Awards 2011&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;(Every winner receives an imaginary golden bonnet, which they have to wear for the entire year) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;We'll start with a BIG ONE.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b style="background-color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;*READ OF 2011*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;Nominees:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;VIII&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;by H.M. Castor&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Midwinterblood&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;by Marcus Sedgwick&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Swim the Fly&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;by Don Calame&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;The 10pm Question&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;by Kate de Goldi&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Double Shadow&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;by Sally Gardner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Kill All Enemies&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;by Melvin Burgess&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;A Monster Calls&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;by Patrick Ness&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Bracelet of Bones&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;by Kevin Crossley-Holland&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Wreckers&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;by Julie Hearn&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ice Maiden&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;by Sally Prue&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;My Sister Lives on the Mantelpiece&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;by Annabel Pitcher&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;A Tangle of Magicks&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;by Stephanie Burgis&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Clash&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;by Colin Mulhern&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Dark Ride&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;by Caroline Green&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Envy&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;by Gregg Olsen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hid&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;den&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;by Miriam Halahmy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;And the winner is...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="background-color: white; clear: both;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Vd_C8VRaJe8/TwCIgxHLhQI/AAAAAAAAAbs/4p5_8bXsb4A/s1600/clash.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Vd_C8VRaJe8/TwCIgxHLhQI/AAAAAAAAAbs/4p5_8bXsb4A/s200/clash.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: red;"&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Clash&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;by Colin Mulhern&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Clash&lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;is the story of two very different boys - quiet and ordinary Kyle, whose talent is art, and Alex, the school psycho, whose talent is cage-fighting. A chain of events sets their lives on a collision course with terrifying consequences. This is a gripping and brutal book that takes you inside the two boys' minds - and you may be surprised at what you see. &amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Find out more &lt;a href="https://sites.google.com/site/armadillomagsp2011/interviews1#TOC-Clashing-with-Colin-Mulhern"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;Best leading lady&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6a7Y_UZ1I2k/TwBhBkAKOTI/AAAAAAAAAYI/AYm704ru3yk/s1600/Jennifer_Ehle_as_Eli_40249s.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="196" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6a7Y_UZ1I2k/TwBhBkAKOTI/AAAAAAAAAYI/AYm704ru3yk/s200/Jennifer_Ehle_as_Eli_40249s.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;Nominees:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Billie&lt;/b&gt; from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;Kill All Enemies&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt; by Melvin Burgess&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Kat&lt;/b&gt; from &lt;i&gt;A Tangle of Magicks&lt;/i&gt; by Stephanie Burgis&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Alix&lt;/b&gt; from &lt;i&gt;Hidden&lt;/i&gt; by Miriam Halahmy&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Solveig&lt;/b&gt; from &lt;i&gt;Bracelet of Bones&lt;/i&gt; by Kevin Crossley-Holland&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hayley and Taylor&lt;/b&gt; (joint) from &lt;i&gt;Envy&lt;/i&gt; by Gregg Olsen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;(and mentioned in the 'other' category: &lt;b&gt;Frankie&lt;/b&gt; from &lt;i&gt;Life, An Exploded Diagram &lt;/i&gt;by Mal Peet)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;And the winner is...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VWh-00FZYxg/TwBl7BR3KbI/AAAAAAAAAZE/zLrLRYwHIR0/s1600/hidden.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VWh-00FZYxg/TwBl7BR3KbI/AAAAAAAAAZE/zLrLRYwHIR0/s200/hidden.jpg" width="127" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: magenta; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Alix&lt;/b&gt; from &lt;i&gt;Hidden&lt;/i&gt; by Miriam Halahmy&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;Alix is an ordinary fourteen-year-old girl living on quiet Hayling Island. Then something quite extraordinary happens - she and her friend Samir rescue a man from drowning and the man turns out to be an asylum seeker. In a life-changi&lt;/span&gt;ng moment, they decide to help him. Miriam Halahmy said she decided to make her heroine fourteen because it's an age than often gets overlooked and she wanted her characters to prove that '&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; line-height: 19px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;if you’re fourteen and you are strong, there is no telling what you would be able to do in a crisis&lt;span style="color: #333333;"&gt;'. &lt;/span&gt;Alix certainly proves this with her courageous behaviour in challenging both other people's and her own view of asylum seekers. Oh and she's funny, sarcastic and easy to relate to as well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;Find out more &lt;a href="https://sites.google.com/site/armadillomagsu2011/interviews2"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Best leading man&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-58WqHkL2M2k/TwBiKj_TMgI/AAAAAAAAAYU/eTpAaqrxkw0/s1600/evil2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-58WqHkL2M2k/TwBiKj_TMgI/AAAAAAAAAYU/eTpAaqrxkw0/s200/evil2.jpg" width="148" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;Nominees:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Henry&lt;/b&gt; from &lt;i&gt;VIII&lt;/i&gt; by H.M. Castor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;gt;&lt;b&gt;Ezra&lt;/b&gt; from &lt;i&gt;The Double Shadow&lt;/i&gt; by Sally Gardner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Bob (or, God)&lt;/b&gt; from &lt;i&gt;There is No Dog&lt;/i&gt; by Meg Rosoff&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Jamie&lt;/b&gt; from &lt;i&gt;My Sister Lives on the Mantelpiece&lt;/i&gt; by Annabel Pitcher&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Frankie&lt;/b&gt; from &lt;i&gt;The 10pm Question&lt;/i&gt; by Kate de Goldi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;And the winner is...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Qbo7qI-HKfA/TwBqzujDguI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/5-s1VqIGlk4/s1600/viii.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Qbo7qI-HKfA/TwBqzujDguI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/5-s1VqIGlk4/s200/viii.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b style="background-color: magenta; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;Henry&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: magenta; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="background-color: magenta; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;VIII&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: magenta; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;by H.M. Castor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;Now surely I don't need to introduce this guy. He's that fat one in the silly hat that liked chopping his wives' heads off, isn't he? Well, if you've read &lt;i&gt;VIII &lt;/i&gt;you might see him a bit differently. This book takes you through the whole of Henry's life, through his eyes. We see him when he was young, handsome and charming (and rather yummy) and then how power and his demons begin to mould him into a man capable of cruel and tyrannical acts. If you didn't meet Henry last year, make a date with him in 2012.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="https://sites.google.com/site/armadillomagazine/events3#TOC-Dinner-with-Harriet-Castor-Henry-VI"&gt;Here&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;is &lt;i&gt;my&lt;/i&gt; date with Henry, and find out &lt;a href="http://lizbankes.blogspot.com/2011/11/guest-post-kingand-king-by-hm-castor.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; why he's a bit like Elvis&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Best couple&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FZbDvmHU-Ek/TwBcwj3f9MI/AAAAAAAAAX8/FoVAqi52AsQ/s1600/308872_10100292091040989_197800912_56763878_807296957_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="146" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FZbDvmHU-Ek/TwBcwj3f9MI/AAAAAAAAAX8/FoVAqi52AsQ/s200/308872_10100292091040989_197800912_56763878_807296957_n.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;Nominees:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Eric &amp;amp; Merle&lt;/b&gt;, in all their incarnations, from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;Midwinterblood&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt; by Marcus Segdwick&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Bel &amp;amp; Luka&lt;/b&gt; from &lt;i&gt;Dark Ride&lt;/i&gt; by Caroline Green&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ezra &amp;amp; Amaryllis&lt;/b&gt; from &lt;i&gt;The Double Shadow&lt;/i&gt; by Sally Gardner&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Will Grayson &amp;amp; Tiny Cooper&lt;/b&gt; from &lt;i&gt;Will Grayson Will Grayson&lt;/i&gt; by John Green and David Levithan&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Franz &amp;amp; Edrin&lt;/b&gt; from &lt;i&gt;The Ice Maiden&lt;/i&gt; by Sally Prue&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Cassel &amp;amp; Lila&lt;/b&gt; from &lt;i&gt;White Cat&lt;/i&gt; by Holly Black&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;And the winner is...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-d4xQ2b5c72c/TwBtNPvGZxI/AAAAAAAAAZc/JSoPnvPZWWc/s1600/Dark+RIde.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-d4xQ2b5c72c/TwBtNPvGZxI/AAAAAAAAAZc/JSoPnvPZWWc/s200/Dark+RIde.jpg" width="125" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: magenta; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Bel &amp;amp; Luka&lt;/b&gt; from &lt;i&gt;Dark Ride &lt;/i&gt;by Caroline Green&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;From the moment a mysterious boy leads her to a disused fairground, Bel wants to know more about him. But it becomes clear that Bel and Luka's unusual, and very touching, relationship will lead to trouble. Why's is unusual? Ah, you'll have to read it to find out! I think this comment from a teen reader (read out at the book's launch) sums it up:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; line-height: 19px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;I did not want it to end. Bel and Luka are two characters you don’t want to let go of when the book ends.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Find out more &lt;a href="https://sites.google.com/site/armadillomagsu2011/events2#TOC-Caroline-Green-on-a-Dark-Ride1"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Liz Bankes Funny Prize&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zhbBhE7InP4/TwBk_pRpp4I/AAAAAAAAAY4/UgLgjmlPZ1g/s1600/laughing+mouse.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zhbBhE7InP4/TwBk_pRpp4I/AAAAAAAAAY4/UgLgjmlPZ1g/s200/laughing+mouse.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;Nominees:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Swim the Fly&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; by Don Calame (particularly Coop, Ulf and randy Grandpa)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Stitch Head&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; by Guy Bass (particularly THE CREATURE)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hell's Bells: Samuel Johnson vs the Devil&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; by John Connelly (Particularly Nurd the demon and Mr Merryweather's dwarves)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Animal Tales&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; by Terry Jones (particularly the elephant whose trousers fall off)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Penny Dreadful&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b&gt;is a Complete Catastrophe&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; by Joanna Nadin (particularly Cosmo and Barry the cat)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;(added through 'other':&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Donut Diaries: Book One&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt; by Dermot Milligan, Anthony McGowan and David Tazzyman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Gangsta Granny&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; by David Walliams)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;And the winner is...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rKCBV6LBK5c/TwBudWTK4kI/AAAAAAAAAZo/DwvszP37_7A/s1600/Penny-Dreadful-is-a-Complete-Catastrophe.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rKCBV6LBK5c/TwBudWTK4kI/AAAAAAAAAZo/DwvszP37_7A/s200/Penny-Dreadful-is-a-Complete-Catastrophe.jpg" width="130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: magenta; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Penny Dreadful is a Complete Catastrophe&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;by Joanna Nadin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;Joanna Nadin is a v v v funny lady. Having built up my fandom through the adventures of Rachel Riley (and her uncle Jesus), I was thrilled to meet Penelope Jones, or 'Penny Dreadful' (which is her dad's idea of a nickname and a joke). She is full of amazing ideas - like the Patented Burglar Trap - but she is also a magnet for disaster, meaning there are often disastrous consequences - like the burglar trap tripping up granny. A trio of tales in each book, with crazy caper-y illustrations and perfect for readers aged 7 and up. And readers aged 25. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Find out more &lt;a href="http://www.lovereading4kids.co.uk/book/6933/Penny-Dreadful-is-a-Complete-Catastrophe-by-Joanna-Nadin.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Best book becomes film&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-potxQKgzp4s/TwBxVZyignI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/qF8JlJzxfYI/s1600/mgm.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="113" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-potxQKgzp4s/TwBxVZyignI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/qF8JlJzxfYI/s200/mgm.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;Nominees:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows pt 2&lt;/b&gt; (or, I LOVE SNAPE)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Breaking Dawn pt 1&lt;/b&gt; (or, lots of scenes of people being angry and/or kissing to music, plus the dangers of a clawed baby)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;Okay I know it isn't out yet, but even the trailer for &lt;b&gt;THE HUNGER GAMES&lt;/b&gt; looks fabbity fab&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Eagle (of the Ninth)&lt;/b&gt; (or, Jamie Bell and an American beardy dude go on a quest with a touch of wrestling - YUM)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Diary of a Wimpy Kid 2: Rodrick Rules&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;(added through 'other': &lt;b&gt;Hugo&lt;/b&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;And the winner is...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bQ2-Zukc35k/TwBx5gRa_GI/AAAAAAAAAaA/xGyKr_HNJEk/s1600/Harry-Potter-and-the-Deathly-Hallows-Part-2-Snape1-575x431.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="149" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bQ2-Zukc35k/TwBx5gRa_GI/AAAAAAAAAaA/xGyKr_HNJEk/s200/Harry-Potter-and-the-Deathly-Hallows-Part-2-Snape1-575x431.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b style="background-color: magenta;"&gt;Harry Potter&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;I don't have much to say except 'SNAAAAAAAAAAPE'. And that I may have laughed at Draco's little beard at the end. And that Harry looked like a manchild. And that the entire aging process for Hermione seemed to consist of 'putting a coat on her'. Obviously I still loved it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;Book to scare you silly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-weight: bold; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-88m82BVNQTg/TwBz6z0-ZXI/AAAAAAAAAak/yzmJaF5qTwU/s1600/scared.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-88m82BVNQTg/TwBz6z0-ZXI/AAAAAAAAAak/yzmJaF5qTwU/s200/scared.jpg" width="118" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;Nominees:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Hunting Ground&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt; by Cliff McNish (A is for Alice, who fell down the stairs...)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Envy&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; by Gregg Olsen (you will never see alphabetti spaghetti without shuddering)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: italic; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Dead Ways&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; by Christopher Edge&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;(for an incredibly creepy scene involving a little girl in a red coat)&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Gravenhunger&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; by Harriet Goodwin (Like &lt;i&gt;The Hunting Ground&lt;/i&gt;, will make you scared of houses)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;(added through 'other': &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Crypt&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;by Andrew Hammond)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;And the winner is...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ESgnwzm0fjQ/TwB0iAbOhgI/AAAAAAAAAaw/J8-swrjzQw0/s1600/thehuntingground.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ESgnwzm0fjQ/TwB0iAbOhgI/AAAAAAAAAaw/J8-swrjzQw0/s200/thehuntingground.jpg" width="126" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: magenta; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Hunting Ground&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;by Cliff McNish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;Here are three things that you will never be able to do again after reading this book:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;1. Go to a big, old house without freaking out (especially the East Wing...)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;2. Look at old portraits of people without freaking out.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;3. Sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;The book is about Elliot and Ben, brothers who are forced to move to a crumbling old country manor than there father is restoring. It soon becomes clear that the house is not empty. It is possessed by something evil - something that is hunting them and isn't about to let them escape...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Find out more &lt;a href="http://keris.typepad.com/chicklet/2011/03/review-the-hunting-ground-by-cliff-mcnish.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Book to make you cry&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_XIO4wkzp-0/TwCDapRCfVI/AAAAAAAAAa8/uSv-SkhqLDU/s1600/dawson-crying.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_XIO4wkzp-0/TwCDapRCfVI/AAAAAAAAAa8/uSv-SkhqLDU/s200/dawson-crying.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;Nominees:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;A Monster Calls&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt; by Patrick Ness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Heart in the Bottle&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; by Oliver Jeffers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;My Sister Lives on the Mantelpiece&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; by Annabel Pitcher&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;FaRther&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; by Grahame Baker-Smith&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Being Billy&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; by Phil Earle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;(added through 'other':  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;A Beautiful Lie&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;by Irfan Master)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;And the winner is...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-V2lQx5RCbnA/TwCEO3hbw9I/AAAAAAAAAbI/BRPlM8PJ2Uw/s1600/mantelpiece.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-V2lQx5RCbnA/TwCEO3hbw9I/AAAAAAAAAbI/BRPlM8PJ2Uw/s1600/mantelpiece.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: magenta; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;My Sister Lives on the Mantelpiece&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;by Annabel Pitcher&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;I was out jogging and listening to this book being read by the lovely David Tennant when it got to the bit that made me cry (I won't spoil it for those that haven't read it - those that have may be able to guess!). So suddenly I was running and sobbing, which looks a bit odd to the passer-by. This was one of the stand-out books from last year. It takes you perfectly into ten-year-old Jamie's head as his family falls apart after his sister Rose died in a terrorist attack. The book is not just sad, of course, it's also warm, funny and brilliant. But it does get you in the eyes.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Find out more &lt;a href="http://lizbankes.blogspot.com/2011/10/blog-tour-mantelpiece-musings_16.html#.TwCEuDW2-So"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Best picture book&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;Nominees:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mrs Muffly's Monster&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; by Sarah Dyer&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;The Pirates Next Door&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/b&gt;by Jonny Duddle&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Cats Ahoy!&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;by Peter Bentley and Jim Field&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Again!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; by Emily Gravett&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;A Bit Lost&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; by Chris Haughton&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;(added through 'other':&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Can't Scare a Princess!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;by Gillian Rogerson and Sarah McIntyre&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Highway Rat&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/i&gt;by Julia Donaldson and Axel Scheffler&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I Want My Hat Back&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; by Jon Klassen&lt;i&gt;)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;And the winner is...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DIhfN8Ozw_Y/TwCFtIT2pUI/AAAAAAAAAbU/BauXCAqexXM/s1600/again%2521-by-emily-gravett-500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DIhfN8Ozw_Y/TwCFtIT2pUI/AAAAAAAAAbU/BauXCAqexXM/s200/again%2521-by-emily-gravett-500.jpg" width="170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Again!&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;by Emily Gravett&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;I thought it would be silly to find a silly picture to illustrate this award. So let's just look at Emily Gravett's pictures. Again and again and again - just like Cedric the dragon and his favourite story. (All images (c) Emily Gravett, of course, just in case anyone thinks I am trying to pass myself of as immensely talented).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;Find out more&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.librarymice.com/2011/12/again.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1g9XCaM9hFk/Twn-n4uvtVI/AAAAAAAAAdo/AvvpWpOG3dA/s1600/again2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="159" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1g9XCaM9hFk/Twn-n4uvtVI/AAAAAAAAAdo/AvvpWpOG3dA/s320/again2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8tqnAGWIrs8/Twn-uKvBFyI/AAAAAAAAAdw/SJ6OERa5uvw/s1600/again1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="189" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8tqnAGWIrs8/Twn-uKvBFyI/AAAAAAAAAdw/SJ6OERa5uvw/s320/again1.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Best non-fiction&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ikviQq2ZGsE/TwCtj1t5XHI/AAAAAAAAAb4/rYL8KTz-lR8/s1600/einstein.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ikviQq2ZGsE/TwCtj1t5XHI/AAAAAAAAAb4/rYL8KTz-lR8/s200/einstein.jpg" width="160" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;Nominees:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Talk Talk Squawk&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt; by Nicola Davies and Neal Layton&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Earth: The Life of a Planet&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; by Mike Goldsmith and Mark Garlick&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i style="font-style: italic;"&gt;How the World Works&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/b&gt;by Christiane Dorion and Beverly Young&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Philip Ardagh's Book of Kings, Queens, Emperors and Rotten Wart-nosed Commoners&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Magic of Reality&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; by Richard Dawkins and Dave McKean&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;See Inside Inventions&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; by Alex Frith&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;(added through 'other':&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What on Earth Wallbook of Natural History&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt; by Chris Lloyd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Great Stories from British History&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/i&gt;by&amp;nbsp;Geraldine McCaughrean)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;And the winner is...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CksOH5QtlLY/TwCHEB36jfI/AAAAAAAAAbg/_T6XsDDNA5g/s1600/kings.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CksOH5QtlLY/TwCHEB36jfI/AAAAAAAAAbg/_T6XsDDNA5g/s200/kings.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Philip Ardagh's Book of Kings, Queens, Emperors and Rotten Wart-nosed Commoners&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;For me history is about being nosy. I want to know all the funny, rude and gruesome details of what people got up to. So this book is right up my historical alley. It is full of trivia about people and the interesting things they did. And you can find out about Queen Elizabeth and the fart.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Find out more &lt;a href="https://sites.google.com/site/armadillomagazine/nonfiction4#TOC-Philip-Ardagh-s-Book-of-Kings-Queen"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: 800;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Full list of winners:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;Best leading lady - Alix from&lt;i&gt; Hidden &lt;/i&gt;by Miriam Halahmy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;Best leading man - Henry from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;VIII&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt; by H.M. Castor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;Best couple - Bel and Luka from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;A Dark Ride&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt; by Caroline Green&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;The Liz Bankes Funny Prize - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;Penny Dreadful is a Complete Catastrophe&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt; by Joanna Nadin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;Book to scare you silly - &lt;i&gt;The Hunting Ground &lt;/i&gt;by Cliff McNish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;Book to make you cry - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;My Sister Lives on the Mantelpiece&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt; by Annabel Pitcher&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;Best picture book - &lt;i&gt;Again!&lt;/i&gt; by Emily Gravett&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;Best non-fiction - &lt;i&gt;Philip Ardagh's Book of Kings, Queens, Emperors and Rotten Wart-nosed Commoners&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;Read of 2011: &lt;i&gt;Clash&lt;/i&gt; by Colin Mulhern&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3780956751632984748-7441642484712015897?l=lizbankes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizbankes.blogspot.com/feeds/7441642484712015897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lizbankes.blogspot.com/2012/01/books-bonnets-full-frontal-blogging.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3780956751632984748/posts/default/7441642484712015897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3780956751632984748/posts/default/7441642484712015897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizbankes.blogspot.com/2012/01/books-bonnets-full-frontal-blogging.html' title='BOOKS, BONNETS &amp; FULL-FRONTAL BLOGGING AWARDS 2011'/><author><name>Liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11019428433768201059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BWep8wEqA6I/TpqSvyGnR5I/AAAAAAAAAHk/SAvJOBTRDJc/s220/pandp.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Vd_C8VRaJe8/TwCIgxHLhQI/AAAAAAAAAbs/4p5_8bXsb4A/s72-c/clash.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3780956751632984748.post-472332605358052977</id><published>2012-01-07T02:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-07T02:53:23.864-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dark parties'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sara grant'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='guest posts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='book boyfriends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog tour'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lists'/><title type='text'>BLOG TOUR: The Dark Days of January</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GF98ykmQKZQ/Twdc4QTZF-I/AAAAAAAAAcI/9-paxQ4fGOI/s1600/Dark+Parties+final.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GF98ykmQKZQ/Twdc4QTZF-I/AAAAAAAAAcI/9-paxQ4fGOI/s320/Dark+Parties+final.jpg" width="198" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Welcome friends to the Dark Days of January. Amidst the gloom and slightly apocalyptic weather of this month, there is a book-shaped beacon of excitement. &lt;/i&gt;Dark Parties &lt;i&gt;by Sara Grant&amp;nbsp;is an intense and emotional dystopian thriller that you won't be able to put down. You can read my review &lt;a href="http://lizbankes.blogspot.com/2011/12/top-eight-books-to-look-out-for-in-2012.html#dark"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;and perhaps see why I was most excited to welcome Sara Grant to my blog. When I found out she was going to be writing about literary crushes, I was even more excited. Now she's here, and the excitement has reached epic proportions and I think I'd better go and lie down. So while I do, get ready to feel the book-love...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;The Dark Days of January&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AIKP4ba_aP4/Twddm5_obiI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/YDYofXyD7JQ/s1600/Sara+Grant+c+Faye+Thomas+2011.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AIKP4ba_aP4/Twddm5_obiI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/YDYofXyD7JQ/s200/Sara+Grant+c+Faye+Thomas+2011.JPG" width="133" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Literary Crushes&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;by Sara Grant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;When I was a teen, I had a chronology of crushes – Shaun Cassidy, Tom Selleck, Rick Springfield to name only a few of my celebrity crushes. You only have to watch vintage footage of the Beatles or modern-day Justin Bieber concerts with screaming, fainting girls to understand a little something about the power of the crush.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I suppose I’ve never grown out of my crush phase. I don’t have posters of One Direction on my wall or anything, but I do periodically succumb to what I like to call the ‘literary crush’. The literary crush is something a bit more mature and reserved. I don’t (often) scream or faint at book readings. These crushes are about admiring – okay coveting – talent. There are all kinds of literary crushes; here are just a few of mine...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;The Classic Crush&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SOB_Uj1iMJo/TwdecXTd7PI/AAAAAAAAAcY/fD6ZptiTeS0/s1600/gregory+peck.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SOB_Uj1iMJo/TwdecXTd7PI/AAAAAAAAAcY/fD6ZptiTeS0/s200/gregory+peck.jpg" width="148" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Harper Lee for &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;To Kill A Mocking Bird&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;. Probably my all-time favourite book. It’s endured the test of time. It’s a book that lingers with you long after you’ve read the final page. (I also have a bit of an old fashion crush on Atticus Finch. Yeah, influenced by Gregory Peck’s performance in the movie version of the book.) &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;The I-Wish-I’d-Written-This-Book Crush&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DAvPpEzaihg/Twde7zH70RI/AAAAAAAAAcg/DU1aH6386-o/s1600/gatheringlight.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DAvPpEzaihg/Twde7zH70RI/AAAAAAAAAcg/DU1aH6386-o/s200/gatheringlight.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;A Gathering Light &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;by Jennifer Donnelly, another of my faves......it’s a story within a story. The main character is a writer in waiting and a lover of words. There’s a mystery. It’s jam-packed with so many plots, themes and ideas.....&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;The Comedic-Envy Crush&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uRNQwLATeqI/TwdtxL8DznI/AAAAAAAAAdg/ONi3YeDFY9k/s1600/diary-of-a-wimpy-kid.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="232" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uRNQwLATeqI/TwdtxL8DznI/AAAAAAAAAdg/ONi3YeDFY9k/s320/diary-of-a-wimpy-kid.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Diary of a Wimpy Kid&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt; by Jeff Kinney. It’s pitch-perfect kid humour. For example, Kinney’s description of the Cheese Touch is hysterical. I think every elementary school had something like that. I laughed out loud when I read &lt;i&gt;Wimpy Kid&lt;/i&gt;. Oh, to be that funny.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;The Wish-I-Could-Do-That Crush&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-P_r_8HKy-Qg/TwdgbX1zR6I/AAAAAAAAAco/phrd0EgHt7U/s1600/midwinterblood.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-P_r_8HKy-Qg/TwdgbX1zR6I/AAAAAAAAAco/phrd0EgHt7U/s200/midwinterblood.jpg" width="128" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I’ve seen Marcus Sedgwick speak a few times. He’s smart, funny, organized and effortless. He blends storytelling with writing wisdom, sharing the clever spark behind each book. Oh, and his novels are amazing. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;The Controversy Crush&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aSS2QYS0vPw/TwdlNGOpsMI/AAAAAAAAAc4/549H27hqGRg/s1600/KAE_cover.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aSS2QYS0vPw/TwdlNGOpsMI/AAAAAAAAAc4/549H27hqGRg/s200/KAE_cover.jpg" width="131" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vCEe5Leyma4/TwdlERm8lXI/AAAAAAAAAcw/H-XqZkXBzys/s1600/There-is-no-Dog.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vCEe5Leyma4/TwdlERm8lXI/AAAAAAAAAcw/H-XqZkXBzys/s200/There-is-no-Dog.jpg" width="125" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Meg Rosoff and Melvin Burgess for oh-so-many books. They aren’t afraid to tackle taboos and start difficult conversations. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;The Originality Crush&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yCl0NgY_amg/TwdmFLiuFqI/AAAAAAAAAdA/f8IeQoWUxk4/s1600/nothing-24-1-111.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yCl0NgY_amg/TwdmFLiuFqI/AAAAAAAAAdA/f8IeQoWUxk4/s200/nothing-24-1-111.jpg" width="141" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;Nothing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt; by Janne Teller is disturbing, powerful and thought provoking. It was so distressing at times that I had to put the book down and walk away from the story for a moment. But it is a real ‘meaning of life’ book that is challenging and beautiful. I couldn’t stop thinking about this book. I have never read anything like it. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;The Crazy-Genius Crush&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TeJoL3Kq9gw/TwdpnjEM-BI/AAAAAAAAAdI/WAznkaIJeJM/s1600/nerdfighter.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TeJoL3Kq9gw/TwdpnjEM-BI/AAAAAAAAAdI/WAznkaIJeJM/s200/nerdfighter.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;John Green writes wonderful young adult books but also has built an amazing online community through vlogging with his brother Hank and creating Nerdfighters.com, “A place where nerds gather and play. We fight to increase awesome and decrease suck.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;The I-Just-Plain-*Heart*-This-Author Crush&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Zh-iwWuJV-Y/TwdtLuSomzI/AAAAAAAAAdY/vmAuXfTedyU/s1600/Going-Bovine-by-Libba-Bray.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Zh-iwWuJV-Y/TwdtLuSomzI/AAAAAAAAAdY/vmAuXfTedyU/s200/Going-Bovine-by-Libba-Bray.jpg" width="132" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZcwnPkmmvo4/TwdtGBqT_bI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/4cBf7u3bJH4/s1600/beauty+queens.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZcwnPkmmvo4/TwdtGBqT_bI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/4cBf7u3bJH4/s200/beauty+queens.jpg" width="130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I’ve only recently discovered Libba Bray. I read &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Going Bovine&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Beauty Queens&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; last year. The books are wild and imaginative and layered. As soon as I finished them, I wanted to go back and read them again because there was simply too much to appreciate in one reading.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Who’s your literary crush? Come on, you know you’ve got one?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9xBK_3uI5G8/TwdcmQM0FHI/AAAAAAAAAcA/W4C__EieRhc/s1600/darkdaysofjanuary.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9xBK_3uI5G8/TwdcmQM0FHI/AAAAAAAAAcA/W4C__EieRhc/s400/darkdaysofjanuary.JPG" width="142" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3780956751632984748-472332605358052977?l=lizbankes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizbankes.blogspot.com/feeds/472332605358052977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lizbankes.blogspot.com/2012/01/blog-tour-dark-days-of-january.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3780956751632984748/posts/default/472332605358052977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3780956751632984748/posts/default/472332605358052977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizbankes.blogspot.com/2012/01/blog-tour-dark-days-of-january.html' title='BLOG TOUR: The Dark Days of January'/><author><name>Liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11019428433768201059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BWep8wEqA6I/TpqSvyGnR5I/AAAAAAAAAHk/SAvJOBTRDJc/s220/pandp.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GF98ykmQKZQ/Twdc4QTZF-I/AAAAAAAAAcI/9-paxQ4fGOI/s72-c/Dark+Parties+final.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3780956751632984748.post-373980706651859831</id><published>2011-12-31T09:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T13:28:44.378-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='comics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christopher edge'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='richard knight'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='colin mulhern'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='andy robb'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='don calame'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='phil earle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='historical fiction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the phoenix'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lists'/><title type='text'>TOP EIGHT: Books to look out for in 2012</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Tidings of cheer and beards to you all, my festive friendies. As there is not much left to do in 2011 but eat, (not that I'm complaining) I thought I'd look impatiently into 2012.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Here are some books that I've either been lucky enough to peep at already or am just silly with excitement about.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="#geekhood"&gt;Geekhood&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;a href="#geekhood"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;by Andy Robb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="#court"&gt;The Court Painter's Apprentice&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;by Richard Knight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="#beat"&gt;Beat the Band&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;by Don Calame&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="#twelve"&gt;Twelve Minutes to Midnight&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;by Christopher Edge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="#dark"&gt;Dark Parties&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;by Sara Grant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="#arabesque"&gt;Arabesque&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;by Colin Mulhern&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="#saving"&gt;Saving Daisy&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;by Phil Earle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="#phoenix"&gt;&lt;i&gt;The Phoenix&lt;/i&gt; Comic&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a name="geekhood"&gt;1. &lt;i&gt;Geekhood&lt;/i&gt; by Andy Robb&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;(Published May 2012, Stripes Publishing)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AH3aYe7TovU/Tu3XuGRyS3I/AAAAAAAAAWA/r0RHzJGsMic/s1600/IMM+_33.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AH3aYe7TovU/Tu3XuGRyS3I/AAAAAAAAAWA/r0RHzJGsMic/s1600/IMM+_33.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Archie is a Geek. And he's happy doing geeky things with his friends (who also err on the side of Geektion) - that is until a GIRL walks into The Goblin's Hovel. (Girls don't usually do this sort of thing - or at least Archie thinks so, he doesn't know many.) Goth Girl changes everything. And she's arrived just when other things in Archie's life are changing - he's had to move into a new house with his mum and her boyfriend, Tony the Tosser. Archie starts to think about his life. Does he need to stop playing with goblins and dragons if he's going to get the girl?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;This is a funny, heart-delighting and utterly real tale that will have you punching the air at times. It teaches you that we are all geeks in our own ways, whether it's dungeons and dragons, football, books or -ahem- bonnets that gets our geek boat floating. I'll be writing more about it come May, but get ready to embrace your geekhood!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a name="court"&gt;2. &lt;i&gt;The Court Painter's Apprentice &lt;/i&gt;by Richard Knight&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;(Published Jan 2012, Catnip Books)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-M0uhjdVtXcc/TuzPIXk4nqI/AAAAAAAAAVg/HBshD9_r0bs/s1600/TCPA+cover.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-M0uhjdVtXcc/TuzPIXk4nqI/AAAAAAAAAVg/HBshD9_r0bs/s1600/TCPA+cover.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I've written an&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://lizbankes.blogspot.com/2011/12/review-court-painters-apprentice-by.html"&gt;in-depth review here&lt;/a&gt;, so I will just say that you MUST start your year with this spooky and thrilling historical fable about art and reality. I am finding it hard to stop writing about it. I'll write a little tiny bit more. It is a book that really stays with you and makes you think - in a 'sitting staring out of the window and thinking about art and life and truth and thinking "I wish I was more cleverer" sort of way' - but most of all it's a very very good story.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a name="beat"&gt;3. &lt;i&gt;Beat the Band &lt;/i&gt;by Don Calame&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;(Published February 2012, Templar Publishing) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;If you've read the FUNNIEST book of last year, &lt;i&gt;Swim the Fly&lt;/i&gt;, then you'll already be restitching your sides in preparation for &lt;i&gt;Beat the Band. &lt;/i&gt;If you haven't read &lt;i&gt;Swim the Fly&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;then this kitten will stare at you in a disapproving way until you do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wq5RMQSquCg/TvtBrndsk1I/AAAAAAAAAWo/Q6n9uLpB-bQ/s1600/tilly.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wq5RMQSquCg/TvtBrndsk1I/AAAAAAAAAWo/Q6n9uLpB-bQ/s200/tilly.jpg" width="148" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Read it? Good. &lt;i&gt;Swim the Fly&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;documented Matt, Sean and Coop's quest to see a naked girl (it had to be a real, live naked girl. Which is good, because a fake, dead one would have made it a very different book.) It was written from Matt's point of view, as he tried to impress swim-team hottie Kelly West with another unlikely mission - swimming the butterfly for the school. You can see my review &lt;a href="http://lizbankes.blogspot.com/2011/10/review-swim-fly-by-don-calame.html#.Tv8XZjW2-So"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;(if you wish).&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Matt found a nice girl in the end and in book two has become 'the Whipped One' according to Coop, who now takes over the narration. Coop is the Stifler (or the Inbetweener Jay) of the group - offensive, sex-obsessed and very funny. He was one of my 2011 book boyfriends as you may see &lt;a href="http://lizbankes.blogspot.com/2011/10/top-five-more-book-boyfriends.html#.Tv8XVjW2-So"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. In this book he's made the new challenge to 'tag as many bases as possible'. But his plan seems to be already in danger when he is paired with loser 'Hot dog Helen' to do a presentation on safe sex. He decides that to get the hot girls the boys need to be rock gods and so he enters them in the Battle of the Bands. No musical talent could be a problem, but Coop's sure he'll come out on top (that's what she said).&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;And you'll never look at a fortune cookie in the same way again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a name="twelve"&gt;4. &lt;i&gt;Twelve Minutes to Midnight&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;by Christopher Edge&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;(Published 1 Feb 2012, Nosy Crow)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DZxwQ-Mt55Y/TuzPbpKn9NI/AAAAAAAAAVo/mZyRqIHGV98/s1600/twelve.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DZxwQ-Mt55Y/TuzPbpKn9NI/AAAAAAAAAVo/mZyRqIHGV98/s320/twelve.jpg" width="208" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 24px;"&gt;Christopher Edge is the author of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 24px;"&gt;The Dead Ways&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 24px;"&gt;, which featured on my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://lizbankes.blogspot.com/2011/10/spooky-special-halloween-reads.html" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 24px;"&gt;spooky Halloween blog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 24px;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 24px;"&gt;The Dead Ways &lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 24px;"&gt;was a pacey, cinematic conspiracy thriller with a generous helping of two of my most fave ingredients: antiquarian bookshops and zombies.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 24px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 24px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Twelve Minutes to Midnight &lt;/i&gt;has the same breakneck pace and spookiness, with a Victorian setting. You may know that I am quite partial to the nineteenth century (I WANT TO LIVE THERE) and so I found this very exciting. Read my &lt;a href="http://lizbankes.blogspot.com/2011/12/review-twelve-minutes-to-midnight-by.html#.Tv82fjW2-So"&gt;full n' proper review here&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 24px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a name="dark"&gt;5.&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;Dark Parties&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;by Sara Grant&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;(Published Jan 2012, Indigo)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cajqnRWrMgM/TuzQKz5yayI/AAAAAAAAAVw/kH5nj-TUGVo/s1600/DARK+PARTIES+COVER+2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cajqnRWrMgM/TuzQKz5yayI/AAAAAAAAAVw/kH5nj-TUGVo/s1600/DARK+PARTIES+COVER+2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;This book is a dystopian thriller with friendship, love, family and sacrifice at the core. Or, to put it more succinctly, a 'corker'.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Neva and everyone she knows are shut off from the rest of the world, literally - the government has built a protectosphere over the whole country, keeping immigrants out and everybody else in. The result, and goal, is that everybody begins to look the same and it becomes a place without racial difference. However, this is no peaceful idyll; it is a repressive regime where individuality is not tolerated. Those who try to rebel against the regime are disappearing as if they never existed. Neva keeps a list of 'the missing' and when her grandma is becomes one of them, the list becomes Neva's act of rebellion - she is determined to find the missing or at least to keep them alive by remembering them. Neva and her friends, including boyfriend Ethan, best friend Sanna and Sanna's boyfriend Braydon, subvert the regime with acts of individuality, such as tattooing themselves and graffiting government signs. They also hold 'dark parties', where, unobserved and in complete darkness, anything can happen. The book starts at one of these events, where an encounter with a boy with red shoes changes everything for Neva.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Forbidden love always adds a compelling element and I loved how the personal stories - Neva and Braydon, Neva missing her grandma - are always at the surface, even though the dystopian setting shapes everyone's lives. That is not to say Neva's quest against the regime isn't exciting though - I particularly liked that Neva's job working for her dad gives her access to top secret files (probably because, as a book geek, my secret agent alter-ego would most definitely solve mysteries in a LIBRARY). This also allowed for a nice touch where, because the protectosphere has stopped any new technology being imported, things like i-Pads and smartphones have become things of the past and everything is second-hand and falling apart. For those who like their thrillers less archive-centric, there are also chases, hiding and secret police.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;The intense, forbidden romance made edgy by the dystopian setting makes for an unputdownable book. If you read it on a train you may miss your stop.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a name="arabesque"&gt;6. &lt;i&gt;Arabesque &lt;/i&gt;by Colin Mulhern&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;(Published September 2012, Catnip Books) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vwaYD96pmlY/Tvs4KjWdw_I/AAAAAAAAAWc/8GNDC8JZDZI/s1600/col-07.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vwaYD96pmlY/Tvs4KjWdw_I/AAAAAAAAAWc/8GNDC8JZDZI/s1600/col-07.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Arabesque &lt;/i&gt;isn't published until September and so I don't know much about it yet, apart from this very teasing teaser on &lt;a href="http://www.colinmulhern.com/p/arabesque.html"&gt;Colin Mulhern's website&lt;/a&gt;. And this is his teasing blurb:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i style="background-color: white; line-height: 18px; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;"When small-time criminals turn to kidnap and extortion to get them out of a dangerous situation, they think two talented gymnasts are a safe bet. They couldn't be more wrong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;From reading Colin's previous book, &lt;i&gt;Clash&lt;/i&gt;, (and interviewing him for Armadillo magazine) I know that &lt;i&gt;Arabesque&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;will be good, and will have those gritty, shocking and psychological elements that made &lt;i&gt;Clash &lt;/i&gt;such a gripping read. &lt;i&gt;Clash &lt;/i&gt;took you right inside the heads of two teenage boys - one a cage-fighting 'psycho', the other an 'ordinary' type with a secret talent for art &amp;nbsp;- and studied what made them behave in the way they did and not flinching at the less pleasant parts of their lives. It also showed the boys trying to do something - be that drawing or fighting - that gave them an escape from feeling controlled. It looks as though &lt;i&gt;Arabesque &lt;/i&gt;might explore these areas of creativity and gritty real life, and I'm sure it will more than live up to its predecessor. &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a name="saving"&gt;7.&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;Saving Daisy&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;by Phil Earle&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;(Published Jan 2012, Puffin)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xVxr37qUfxI/TuzQbn50KQI/AAAAAAAAAV4/anvml4XkMkE/s1600/saving+daisy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xVxr37qUfxI/TuzQbn50KQI/AAAAAAAAAV4/anvml4XkMkE/s1600/saving+daisy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;This is also a follow up to a very successful first book (well, to be chronologically strict, it is a prequel). You may have only just recovered from the punch to the gut of your emotions delivered by Phil Earle's debut, &lt;i&gt;Being Billy&lt;/i&gt;, when you're about to be knocked down all over again by Daisy. Daisy was the girl Billy met in the first book. She was from a broken background like Billy, a 'lifer' in a care home, and her friendship helped set him on the path to sorting himself out. This book is Daisy's story.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;A tragic turn of events leaves Daisy all alone. Unable to see that others have let her down, she blames herself for everything and copes with the pain by cutting herself. She is sent to a care home that also deals with mental health issues, with a key worker, Ade, who is determined to show Daisy that, rather than worthless, she's a 'lucky charm'. The book shows with stark clarity what a slow and painful process it is for someone to heal themselves. But most of all, the characters are so utterly real that they draw you in. I felt like Daisy and Ade were people I knew. Even characters like Naomi, another care home resident who is difficult, violent and even a bully, have your sympathy, because you know that people like her have been made the way they are because of the things that have happened to them. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I found this book very emotionally affecting and it really made me think. Phil Earle explores mental health, particularly depression and self-harm, in a stark and honest way and with characters so vivid and individual that it never reads like an 'issues' book. The characters drive forward the story and events unfold in the messy and confusing way that they do in real life.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a name="phoenix"&gt;8.&lt;i&gt;The Phoenix&lt;/i&gt; Comic&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;(Published weekly from 7 Jan 2012, David Fickling Books)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/name=%22phoenix%22"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_mYidL6o9WQ/Tu3aE2PUIZI/AAAAAAAAAWI/1iJLVfaNx_s/s1600/phoenix0-540x759.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_mYidL6o9WQ/Tu3aE2PUIZI/AAAAAAAAAWI/1iJLVfaNx_s/s320/phoenix0-540x759.jpg" width="227" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=3780956751632984748&amp;amp;postID=373980706651859831" name="phoenix"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Not strictly a book, but I am not a strict person. I CANNOT WAIT for the &lt;i&gt;The Phoenix - &lt;/i&gt;weekly comic full of new characters from the creators of &lt;i&gt;The DFC &lt;/i&gt;(the David Fickling Comic)&lt;i&gt;. &lt;/i&gt;Some of the super stories from &lt;i&gt;The DFC &lt;/i&gt;were made into graphic novels in the DFC Library series and I wrote a little &lt;a href="https://sites.google.com/site/armadillomagwi2010/features4#TOC-The-DFC-Library"&gt;feature over on Armadillo&lt;/a&gt; where I interviewed the writers and artists behind all six books. The characters included Sarah McIntyre's &lt;i&gt;Vern and Lettuce&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;- a bunny and a house-proud sheep who are best friends, &lt;i&gt;Monkey Nuts - &lt;/i&gt;the story of a monkey and robot crime-fighting duo - by the Etherington Brothers.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;The Etherington Brothers return in &lt;i&gt;The Phoenix&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;with &lt;i&gt;Long Gone Don&lt;/i&gt;, a man who's found himself in a strange place where pianos fall from the ceiling and a crow talks to him. Another DFC dude is Neill Cameron, who created &lt;i&gt;Mo-Bot High&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;- a school where everyone has a robot that they control with their mobile phone. He's back with &lt;i&gt;Pirates of Pangaea&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;a strip that combines pirates and dinosaurs in 'an epic tale of cutlass and claw'. He's also writing a feature called 'How to Make Awesome Comics', which I will be reading avidly while I wish I was as cool as a comic book creator.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I am perhaps most excited about the strip &lt;i&gt;Corpse Talk&lt;/i&gt;, in which every week a famous dead person from history is brought back to life and interviewed. An interviewer of historical dead people would obviously be my ideal job and, as things like 'science' and 'fact' will probably get in the way of this dream, it will be nice to read about it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Get yourself over to&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="https://www.thephoenixcomic.co.uk/" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;https://www.thephoenixcomic.co.uk/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;if you fancy getting all subscribed and comic-y.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;And have a fab last day of 2011 from me, a monkey and two kittens (one of whom looks a bit like a ghost but is actually real).&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sFv7c-ur6Ms/Tv82a7ecsHI/AAAAAAAAAXk/QV19OGgbs7I/s1600/court.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sFv7c-ur6Ms/Tv82a7ecsHI/AAAAAAAAAXk/QV19OGgbs7I/s1600/court.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Paint what you see, Johann, not what you think you see."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;So says the court painter to his apprentice. But Johann possesses more than the power to paint a person's soul...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;He can alter it.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;A historical supernatural literary arty fairytale.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Now, I know what you're thinking - 'Blimey! That's a lot of literary genres!' - but this book manages to combine the best bits of all of them into one haunting and beautiful story.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;If we can skip over that I just used the word 'blimey', I'll get to telling you about this book. It is the story of Johann, a young and talented artist, who is discovered in his parents' inn by the court painter Hugo and his wife Magdalena. Hugo decides to take Johann back to his workshop in Ghent and make him his apprentice.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;As Johann begins to learn the techniques of portrait painting, he realises that the act of painting a person gives him a glimpse into the private life behind the public face - perhaps even a glimpse into the soul. He begins to sense that his powers stretch beyond painting the truth of his subjects - through the tiniest alterations he can make them what they &lt;i&gt;ought&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;to be.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;The various subjects that Johann paints - the spice merchant's wife, the spoilt prince - have a fable-like quality to them, with literary justice dealt from Johann's brush, but they are also utterly real. The spice merchant's wife's sadness at being childless stares out at you from the book, like a portrait. Richard Knight has done with words what the artists in the book do with paints - capturing a person's thoughts and feelings and giving you a glimpse into their soul. There are real moments of sadness and heart-warming loveliness in the book - the way that Hugo and Magdalena care for Johann like a son, and Johann's own loneliness as he has no friends his age.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;The supernatural tone creeps into the book, linked to the mysterious power of the artist, giving it a gothic, Dorian Gray-type feeling, but never jarring with the historical setting. The possibility that Johann can change people with his painting is a fascinating exploration of that uncanny sense when you look at a portrait and realise that your view mirrors that of the artist - you are standing where they were and they shape what you see, but remain invisible (although watch out for the mirror...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aA0vbNZt1E8/Tv8-3mbtBZI/AAAAAAAAAXw/HLak5DCVrpw/s1600/jan-van-eyck-arnolfini+Portraity+des+donateurs.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aA0vbNZt1E8/Tv8-3mbtBZI/AAAAAAAAAXw/HLak5DCVrpw/s320/jan-van-eyck-arnolfini+Portraity+des+donateurs.jpg" width="233" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Picture: Jan van Eyck's &lt;i&gt;Arnolfini Portrait &lt;/i&gt;(1434) of Italian merchant Giovanni Arnolfini and his wife. van Eyck is referred to in the book and Johann goes to see his paintings. It is this style - at once real life and full of mystery - that the book explores.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;The book gets you thinking about these questions of art and reality (or it did for me, anyway - hence the rambling above), but the main thing is that it does this by telling you a very good story.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;A stunning work of art.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3780956751632984748-5322334466109793152?l=lizbankes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizbankes.blogspot.com/feeds/5322334466109793152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lizbankes.blogspot.com/2011/12/review-court-painters-apprentice-by.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3780956751632984748/posts/default/5322334466109793152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3780956751632984748/posts/default/5322334466109793152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizbankes.blogspot.com/2011/12/review-court-painters-apprentice-by.html' title='REVIEW: The Court Painter&apos;s Apprentice by Richard Knight'/><author><name>Liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11019428433768201059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BWep8wEqA6I/TpqSvyGnR5I/AAAAAAAAAHk/SAvJOBTRDJc/s220/pandp.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sFv7c-ur6Ms/Tv82a7ecsHI/AAAAAAAAAXk/QV19OGgbs7I/s72-c/court.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3780956751632984748.post-6870632151105384970</id><published>2011-12-31T08:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-31T08:18:19.727-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christopher edge'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reviews'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='historical fiction'/><title type='text'>REVIEW: Twelve Minutes to Midnight by Christopher Edge</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-702V5r_hD4c/Tv8xfmOj_WI/AAAAAAAAAXA/3xqw0YAqRQA/s1600/twelve.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-702V5r_hD4c/Tv8xfmOj_WI/AAAAAAAAAXA/3xqw0YAqRQA/s320/twelve.jpg" width="208" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 24px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 24px;"&gt;Penelope Tredwell is no ordinary thirteen year old. Writing under the pen name Montgomery Flinch, she has Londoners of 1899 spellbound with her macabre tales of murder and horror, published in her late father's literary magazine,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 24px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 24px;"&gt;The Penny Dreadful.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 24px;"&gt;When she receives a letter from London's infamous asylum, Bedlam, she is drawn into a mystery more chilling and disturbing than has ever appeared in her stories. Every night, at twelve minutes to midnight, the asylum's inmates are waking up and scribbling words everywhere they can. These strange ramblings seem to be visions&amp;nbsp;of the future. At first Penny sees new material for her writing, but she soon realises what is really going on is scarier than fiction...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 24px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 24px;"&gt;And scarier even that this kitten.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 24px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7ZqL145xuTI/Tv8zgKukcvI/AAAAAAAAAXM/-E0idOxDSPU/s1600/evil.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7ZqL145xuTI/Tv8zgKukcvI/AAAAAAAAAXM/-E0idOxDSPU/s200/evil.jpg" width="148" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 24px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 24px;"&gt;Christopher Edge is the author of&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 24px;"&gt;The Dead Ways&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 24px;"&gt;, which featured on my&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://lizbankes.blogspot.com/2011/10/spooky-special-halloween-reads.html" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 24px;"&gt;spooky Halloween blog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 24px;"&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 24px;"&gt;The Dead Ways&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 24px;"&gt;was a pacey, cinematic conspiracy thriller with a generous helping of two of my most fave ingredients: antiquarian bookshops and zombies. &lt;i&gt;T&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 24px;"&gt;welve Minutes to Midnight&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 24px;"&gt;has the same breakneck pace and spookiness, with a Victorian setting. You may know that I am quite partial to the nineteenth century (I WANT TO LIVE THERE) and so I found this very exciting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 24px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 24px;"&gt;I found this book absolutely gripping and loved the combination of Victorian London - with its Dickensian scar-faced villains and possibly-mad beautiful widows - and the supernatural, with the eerie predictions of the asylum inmates. The fragments of sentences, which tell of the great advances and horrific wars of the twentieth century, coming from the minds of the mad sound just that - mad - to Penny in 1899. But to the reader the words have an added weight and it gives the book a creepiness, and also a Dr Who timey wimey feel. Speaking of doctors, I was also reminded of Dr Jekyll, with characters dabbling in forces they don't understand with disastrous consequences.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 24px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 24px;"&gt;There's a literary theme running throughout with Penny's authorship of&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;The Penny Dreadful,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;which puts her in the same league as the late-Victorian greats like Sir Arthur Conan Doyle, H.G. Wells and H. Rider Haggard (who all put in an appearance). The literary magazines put writers in contact with their audiences in a way that was wholly new - they could work the great scandals of the day into their stories&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 24px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;and published in serial form, with readers 'tuning in' for the next instalment like a soap opera. Of course, being a thirteen-year-old girl with a secret identity, Penny is free from - but also unable to enjoy - the trappings of fame. She employs an amenable, if occasionally drunk, actor, Monty Maples to put in the public appearances and readings expected of a great writer, while Penny remains in the background.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 24px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Z81-uQIwvuQ/Tv80bvdxGyI/AAAAAAAAAXY/4hrtY-Ico7g/s1600/evil2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Z81-uQIwvuQ/Tv80bvdxGyI/AAAAAAAAAXY/4hrtY-Ico7g/s200/evil2.jpg" width="148" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 24px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 24px;"&gt;And that brings me to my favourite thing about the book: Penny. She's a feisty teen in a world of crusty old moustachioed men, but she just gets on with it and does what she enjoys - writing (while also being much cleverer than all of the moustaches and also solving mysteries).&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 24px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 24px;"&gt;Like the readers of &lt;i&gt;The Penny Dreadful, &lt;/i&gt;I am eagerly awaiting the next instalment from Penny (&lt;i&gt;Shadows of the Silver Screen&lt;/i&gt;).&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 24px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; line-height: 24px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Book info:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; line-height: 24px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Twelve Minutes to Midnight &lt;/i&gt;by Christopher Edge&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; line-height: 24px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Published by Nosy Crow, 1 Feb 2012&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; line-height: 24px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;ISBN:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;978-0857630506&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.co.uk/Twelve-Minutes-Midnight-Christopher-Edge/dp/0857630504/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;qid=1325348209&amp;amp;sr=8-1"&gt;Amazon link&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3780956751632984748-6870632151105384970?l=lizbankes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizbankes.blogspot.com/feeds/6870632151105384970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lizbankes.blogspot.com/2011/12/review-twelve-minutes-to-midnight-by.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3780956751632984748/posts/default/6870632151105384970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3780956751632984748/posts/default/6870632151105384970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizbankes.blogspot.com/2011/12/review-twelve-minutes-to-midnight-by.html' title='REVIEW: Twelve Minutes to Midnight by Christopher Edge'/><author><name>Liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11019428433768201059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BWep8wEqA6I/TpqSvyGnR5I/AAAAAAAAAHk/SAvJOBTRDJc/s220/pandp.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-702V5r_hD4c/Tv8xfmOj_WI/AAAAAAAAAXA/3xqw0YAqRQA/s72-c/twelve.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3780956751632984748.post-1451094535468941681</id><published>2011-12-17T08:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-17T08:23:04.892-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='georgia nicolson'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='harry potter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lists'/><title type='text'>TOP FIVE: Book mums</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Top five book mums&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;It always makes for an awkward conversation when you open the door to a salesperson and they say ‘Is your mum or dad in?’...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt; Rather than say I’M TWENTY FIVE, I just said ‘no’ and hoped they’d think I was a home-alone child and go away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it got me thinking about families. Moving out of home can make you feel a bit like a solitary person, rather than a family member, which can be a bit sad when you’re ill and want your mum to bring you hot Ribena, or when you just think how convenient it would be not to have to feed or dress yourself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not that my parents dressed me when I lived with them. It would have been nice, though. A bit like living in Downton Abbey. They could at least have got me a ladies’ maid. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I thought I’d audition a new family to live with me and look after me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GQOo6rDSZ7M/TuuY0wmXm3I/AAAAAAAAAUo/JumlDNmVNXs/s1600/downtonblog1500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GQOo6rDSZ7M/TuuY0wmXm3I/AAAAAAAAAUo/JumlDNmVNXs/s1600/downtonblog1500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Families is also a theme in the book my kittens have just reviewed – &lt;i&gt;The 10pm Question&lt;/i&gt;. I would utterly love to live with the Parsons family in that book.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today we’re going to audition the mums. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Mrs Weasley&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3d7S5ZZadB4/TuufHDBNutI/AAAAAAAAAUw/MnltnfPs3AM/s1600/Molly_3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="137" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3d7S5ZZadB4/TuufHDBNutI/AAAAAAAAAUw/MnltnfPs3AM/s200/Molly_3.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;The ULTIMATE mum. The ultimum. I would love to be a Weasley and I would wear my Christmas jumper with pride. The bit in the last book where she gets finally revenge on Bellatrix for killing Fred was one of my all time HP heart surge moments. So if anyone was mean to me I could just say 'I'll set my mum on you'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Mutti from the Georgia Nicholson series&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DKuKLeKcobs/TuufY-KLA2I/AAAAAAAAAU4/MKE6U4lJQ_U/s1600/Angus_Thongs_and_Perfect_Snogging_21062_Medium.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="132" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DKuKLeKcobs/TuufY-KLA2I/AAAAAAAAAU4/MKE6U4lJQ_U/s200/Angus_Thongs_and_Perfect_Snogging_21062_Medium.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although I haven't seen the film, I thought this picture summed up the shelf bosom and the tarting around with handsome men quite well. 14-year old Georgia finds her mum horrendously embarrassing, but I think, for an older daughter, Mutti would be quite fun for activities such as sharing a glass or seven of wine and cackling over Jem the builder or Dr Clooney. But would she kill a witch for me? Probably not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Alison Dean from &lt;i&gt;The True Tale of the Monster Billy Dean&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;by David Almond&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--24i26e4GGY/TuugbumIvtI/AAAAAAAAAVA/-I6ERxXIoeg/s1600/billy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--24i26e4GGY/TuugbumIvtI/AAAAAAAAAVA/-I6ERxXIoeg/s200/billy.jpg" width="127" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Billy Dean is brought up in secret and isolated from the world. It's just him and his mum waiting for after-dark visits from his dad. This is because Billy's dad is the local priest who seduced Billy's mum Alison, a young hairdresser who visited him, and he has shut away the evidence of his 'sin'. When Billy's dad stops visiting and disappears Alison brings Billy out into the world - it's a world that has been destroyed by war and the inhabitants look at Billy as a sort of angel. But through it all, as Billy is forced to become a 'medium' for the townsfolk to contact their dead, the one constant figure in the background who never asks anything of Billy is his mum. She never even moans about what an utter creep his dad is, but keeps it to herself. One of those mums whose just a lovely, lovely person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Merle from &lt;i&gt;Midwinterblood&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;by Marcus Sedgwick&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-s0zt8JCtpXw/TuujLm0Q6wI/AAAAAAAAAVM/6oGOQ-OJVqY/s1600/midwinterblood.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-s0zt8JCtpXw/TuujLm0Q6wI/AAAAAAAAAVM/6oGOQ-OJVqY/s200/midwinterblood.jpg" width="128" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Midwinterblood &lt;/i&gt;is about Eric and Merle, who meet each other seven times in a story that spans a thousand years. Each time the love between them is different - they are lovers, artist and muse, brother and sister - but the story that really got me (although all the stories will get you - pesky Sedgwick and his pesky characters always making me cry!) was the one where Merle is Eric's mum. This Eric speaks and thinks differently from other children. He was accidentally struck on the head by his father when he was little and his father, unable to cope with what he had done, has left. Merle is left alone with Eric and has to accept that she doesn't understand Eric's mind - 'it's like loving someone from another world'. When Archaelogist Edward visits with his students and gets to know the family it becomes clear just how special Eric is and just how fiercely his mum loves him. YOU WILL CRY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Ma from &lt;i&gt;The 10pm Question &lt;/i&gt;by Kate de Goldi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-d2BanxrD1l4/Tuuj0tQAxTI/AAAAAAAAAVY/aaZ9aXvzmkc/s1600/10pm%2BQuest%255B1%255D.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-d2BanxrD1l4/Tuuj0tQAxTI/AAAAAAAAAVY/aaZ9aXvzmkc/s200/10pm%2BQuest%255B1%255D.jpg" width="127" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;This may seem like an odd choice, given that Frankie's mum and that she cannot leave the house is one of the main sources of Frankie's worries, but this is a book about understanding the different ways in which people's minds work and Frankie's mum, more than all of the rest of his family, understands him. Frankie's head is full of questions and he visits his mum at 10pm every evening to ask them. Each chapter ends with this private ritual between them and so Frankie's story is, for me, underpinned by his relationship with his mum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3780956751632984748-1451094535468941681?l=lizbankes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizbankes.blogspot.com/feeds/1451094535468941681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lizbankes.blogspot.com/2011/12/top-five-book-mums.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3780956751632984748/posts/default/1451094535468941681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3780956751632984748/posts/default/1451094535468941681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizbankes.blogspot.com/2011/12/top-five-book-mums.html' title='TOP FIVE: Book mums'/><author><name>Liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11019428433768201059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BWep8wEqA6I/TpqSvyGnR5I/AAAAAAAAAHk/SAvJOBTRDJc/s220/pandp.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GQOo6rDSZ7M/TuuY0wmXm3I/AAAAAAAAAUo/JumlDNmVNXs/s72-c/downtonblog1500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3780956751632984748.post-7295237859501314985</id><published>2011-12-16T08:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-21T01:28:29.003-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reviews'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kittens'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the 10pm question'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kate de goldi'/><title type='text'>TILLY &amp; BILLIE'S BOOK OF THE WEEK: The 10pm Question by Kate de Goldi</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tilly &amp;amp; Billie’s Book of the Week:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;The 10pm Question&lt;i&gt; by Kate de Goldi&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_xasPWvxC4U/TvGlxJ9JVRI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/RigN2HDlPJs/s1600/2011-12-19+21.24.56.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="272" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_xasPWvxC4U/TvGlxJ9JVRI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/RigN2HDlPJs/s320/2011-12-19+21.24.56.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; I’d like you to meet Tilly and Billie. They are my kittens, and they have kindly agreed to review books for me.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; This is Tilly, getting stuck into some Austen.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7sfgJbGO3Gw/TutxR7IcrrI/AAAAAAAAAUE/AsZR-CMnLTw/s1600/Tilly4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7sfgJbGO3Gw/TutxR7IcrrI/AAAAAAAAAUE/AsZR-CMnLTw/s200/Tilly4.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T0hmSG8gz_4/Tutvw9pzz_I/AAAAAAAAAT0/xJZhcXDfHgM/s1600/333772_10100336729370419_197800912_57217659_703333920_o.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T0hmSG8gz_4/Tutvw9pzz_I/AAAAAAAAAT0/xJZhcXDfHgM/s200/333772_10100336729370419_197800912_57217659_703333920_o.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While Billie is reading Boswell’s Life of Johnson.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BwKdwzTrpVY/Tutv_R1MmWI/AAAAAAAAAT8/hGD9V5LElA8/s1600/Billie.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BwKdwzTrpVY/Tutv_R1MmWI/AAAAAAAAAT8/hGD9V5LElA8/s320/Billie.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now you *may* think they look a bit similar (YOU ARE WRONG), so I will help you out with a few pointers:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Billie has round face, a big bum and looks worried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tilly has a pointy face and is insane. (That’s her at the back.)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UWjhlVOfNf4/TutyDkmh4PI/AAAAAAAAAUM/cvjF31GKORQ/s1600/Tilly+yawn.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UWjhlVOfNf4/TutyDkmh4PI/AAAAAAAAAUM/cvjF31GKORQ/s320/Tilly+yawn.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are sisters and have a close, if slightly odd, relationship. This weekend I found them both in their basket with Tilly quite forcefully licking Billie’s bum. Billie looked a bit confused, but I think she was too polite to say anything. Billie mostly follows Tilly around (even to the point of falling down the stairs the other day) and if Billie ever gets any attention of her own Tilly puts a stop to it by sitting on her head. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I think you’ve got to know them now. The book they’ve chosen this week is &lt;/i&gt;The 10pm Question&lt;i&gt; by Kate de Goldi.&lt;/i&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7-94daLeamk/TutzW9CbXFI/AAAAAAAAAUg/QB-zKjP9-ug/s1600/10pm%2BQuest%255B1%255D.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7-94daLeamk/TutzW9CbXFI/AAAAAAAAAUg/QB-zKjP9-ug/s200/10pm%2BQuest%255B1%255D.jpg" width="127" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 10pm Question&lt;i&gt; is the story of Frankie Parsons and his family, who some would describe as unusual, but I prefer the term funusual. There’s his dad, Uncle Gee, who embarrasses his kids by walking round in only a tshirt. There’s Gordana, Frankie’s big sister, who shouts a lot. There’s his brother Louie, who spends his life on monay making schemes and flirting with girls. And there are three large Aunts. At school Frankie has his best friend Gigs, who he talks to in a made-up Russian language. Soon he also has Sydney, the new girl with dreads who is dragged round various countries to fit in with her mum’s love life. But Frankie worries. He worries about the rash on his chest. About there being enough money to pay for the electricity. And he worries about his mum never leaving the house. Every night at 10pm Frankie goes to her room and asks her questions. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; Billie:&lt;/b&gt; I thought this was a heartwarming, moving and very funny book about growing up and about the different ways people approach life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; Tilly:&lt;/b&gt; I EAT BOOKS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; Billie:&lt;/b&gt; I really liked the characters – they were eccentric, but very real. I also liked the friendship between Frankie and Sydney. … &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; Tilly:&lt;/b&gt; I LIKED THE CHARACTER WHO DIDN’T WEAR PANTS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; Billie:&lt;/b&gt; Uncle Gee? I agree. It was really good how the family behaved in a way that might have seemed weird to people outside, but they were happy. Also the way Frankie worried about what people thought of his mum not going outside, but in the end he has to accept her as she is. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would have thought your favourite character would have been Gordana. She reminded me of you a bit – the way that sometimes you are nice and lick my head, and then you hit me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; Tilly:&lt;/b&gt; HISSSSSS &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; Thank you kittens for those insightful words. You've been brilliant guest-posters, even if you did wander off at times to do more interesting things like chasing your own feet and running into a wall.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Book info:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The 10pm Question &lt;i&gt;by Kate de Goldi&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Published by Templar Books&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;ISBN:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;978-1848774667&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.co.uk/10pm-Question-Paperback-Kate-Goldi/dp/1848774664/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;qid=1324053971&amp;amp;sr=8-1"&gt;Amazon link&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3780956751632984748-7295237859501314985?l=lizbankes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizbankes.blogspot.com/feeds/7295237859501314985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lizbankes.blogspot.com/2011/12/tilly-billies-book-of-week-10pm.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3780956751632984748/posts/default/7295237859501314985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3780956751632984748/posts/default/7295237859501314985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizbankes.blogspot.com/2011/12/tilly-billies-book-of-week-10pm.html' title='TILLY &amp; BILLIE&apos;S BOOK OF THE WEEK: The 10pm Question by Kate de Goldi'/><author><name>Liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11019428433768201059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BWep8wEqA6I/TpqSvyGnR5I/AAAAAAAAAHk/SAvJOBTRDJc/s220/pandp.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_xasPWvxC4U/TvGlxJ9JVRI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/RigN2HDlPJs/s72-c/2011-12-19+21.24.56.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3780956751632984748.post-726469401979892051</id><published>2011-12-06T01:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-06T08:43:41.072-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Awards'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FCBG'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eleanor Farjeon'/><title type='text'>AWARDS: Eleanor Farjeon's and mine</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;The Children's Book Circle Eleanor Farjeon Award 2011 was awarded to the Federation of Children's Book Groups last week in an evening that was inspirational and hilarious (and included the best speech I've ever heard that was found in a bin). Many thankyous to the CBC for organising, as always, a fab event.The evening has inspired me to create my own awards &lt;a href="#awards"&gt;(see below)&lt;/a&gt;, but first a little bit about this one: &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Z8meFJ4XXK0/TtZGaR8UVhI/AAAAAAAAATE/5aCOiKF-wos/s1600/77479.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Z8meFJ4XXK0/TtZGaR8UVhI/AAAAAAAAATE/5aCOiKF-wos/s320/77479.jpg" width="195" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Eleanor Farjeon (1881-1965) was a much-loved children's author, who won the Hans Christian Anderson Award and the Carnegie Medal for &lt;/i&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Little_Bookroom"&gt;The Little Bookroom&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;i&gt;The award, inaugurated on her death,&amp;nbsp;'recognises an outstanding contribution to the world of children’s books by an individual or organisation'. The &lt;a href="http://www.fcbg.org.uk/"&gt;Federation of Children's Book Groups&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;is a charity runs countless children's book events around the country and supports local book groups. They also organise National Share-a-Story month, &lt;a href="http://lizbankes.blogspot.com/2011/11/non-fiction-special-happy-knowlogy-day.html"&gt;National Non-fiction day&lt;/a&gt; and founded the &lt;a href="http://www.redhousechildrensbookaward.co.uk/"&gt;Red House Children's Book Award&lt;/a&gt;, the only children's book award in which children have the casting vote at every stage. (The &lt;a href="http://www.fcbg.org.uk/uploads/pdf/RHCBA_2012_press_release1.pdf"&gt;shortlist&lt;/a&gt; has been announced - am quite glad that, being an adult, I don't have to decide between these!)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Each year the award ceremony features a guest speaker and this year's was the rather legendary Geraldine McCaughrean (have you read &lt;/i&gt;The Death-Defying Pepper Roux&lt;i&gt;? DO) She began by apologising for not having written a speech, but we weren't to fear - by a stroke of luck she'd found a pile of papers in a bin and was going to read them instead. The papers proved quite a find, including guidelines on a new schools books series (no sex, pigs or witches), a letter from an adoring fan ('we were told we had to write to a writer. I wanted to write to Anthony Horowitz, but Elijah got him...), a kind enquiry after the health of Patrick Ness from Culture minister Ed Vaizey... and a letter from an elderly writer asking if she really must 'blog to survive'.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Kn1rwe7tVQI/TtZtCKDOjCI/AAAAAAAAATM/bWjLzt3kBvQ/s1600/BigPigFoliageSField-772081.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="148" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Kn1rwe7tVQI/TtZtCKDOjCI/AAAAAAAAATM/bWjLzt3kBvQ/s200/BigPigFoliageSField-772081.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;(sexy witch pig)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Adam Lancaster, chair of the FCBG, accepted the award and made a speech that is going to cause me to use the word 'stonking' for the first time. It was a stonking speech about the power books have to ignite a spark in the imagination of a young reader. And it made us feel quite heartened that at a time of cuts n' doom n' gloom, there are still people passionate enough about children's reading to spend lots of their free time running children's books events.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=3780956751632984748&amp;amp;postID=726469401979892051" name="awards"&gt;So while thinking of all the children's books people that are so utterly wonderful and great, I decided that I would like to honour the characters and stories that have thrilled, scared, saddened and filled me with hilarity this year.&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I present:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: magenta; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;The Books, Bonnets &amp;amp; Full-frontal Blogging Awards!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: magenta; font-size: small;"&gt;(The Bonnets for short)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.surveymonkey.com/s/SR7NRRZ"&gt;Click here to cast your votes&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;(I think that most of the books were published this year, but I realise some of them may not have been - but I read them this year and I cannot go back in time)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;If you fancy voting for some of your favourites, that would be most lovely. If nobody votes then I will just get my BRAND NEW KITTENS to choose.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-X1C_tz4Pm20/Tt3bESgBN_I/AAAAAAAAATs/ZoDIVNB5gbg/s1600/Tilly+yawn.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-X1C_tz4Pm20/Tt3bESgBN_I/AAAAAAAAATs/ZoDIVNB5gbg/s320/Tilly+yawn.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-onkBW2pF2ls/Tt3a6Vl75WI/AAAAAAAAATc/sTARzT5lA3I/s1600/Billie2.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.surveymonkey.com/s/SR7NRRZ"&gt;Click here to cast your votes&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3780956751632984748-726469401979892051?l=lizbankes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizbankes.blogspot.com/feeds/726469401979892051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lizbankes.blogspot.com/2011/12/awards-eleanor-farjeons-and-mine.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3780956751632984748/posts/default/726469401979892051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3780956751632984748/posts/default/726469401979892051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizbankes.blogspot.com/2011/12/awards-eleanor-farjeons-and-mine.html' title='AWARDS: Eleanor Farjeon&apos;s and mine'/><author><name>Liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11019428433768201059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BWep8wEqA6I/TpqSvyGnR5I/AAAAAAAAAHk/SAvJOBTRDJc/s220/pandp.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Z8meFJ4XXK0/TtZGaR8UVhI/AAAAAAAAATE/5aCOiKF-wos/s72-c/77479.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3780956751632984748.post-8095126532169132873</id><published>2011-11-25T01:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-25T02:03:05.913-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Henry VIII'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='H.M. Castor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='viii'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Elvis Presley'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='historical fiction'/><title type='text'>GUEST POST: The King...and the King by H.M. Castor</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rt2ekZjiIgk/Ts9na_DLCKI/AAAAAAAAAS8/xvSHdJYsl0o/s1600/viii-castor.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rt2ekZjiIgk/Ts9na_DLCKI/AAAAAAAAAS8/xvSHdJYsl0o/s200/viii-castor.jpg" width="126" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I have been pondering that age-old question: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Which English monarch do you fancy the most?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;Sadly a lot of them are ruled out by hair. William the Conqueror, for example, might be up your street if you like people that conquer things, but you would have to put up with his Playmobil head. His son, William Rufus, was apparently a fiery, handsome character, but he and his courtiers liked to shave off the front of their hair and grow the rest down to their waists. Which sounds lovely. Charles II might have had a chance, being all ‘merrie’ and probably a bit of a laugh, but he lived in the time of wigs and so spent a lot of time looking like a spaniel. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-49O9_4IkFuo/Ts9aUBNo4wI/AAAAAAAAAR0/YWITR0H5yUI/s1600/conq.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-49O9_4IkFuo/Ts9aUBNo4wI/AAAAAAAAAR0/YWITR0H5yUI/s200/conq.jpg" width="178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5unU3p5e72M/Ts9auOhG3MI/AAAAAAAAAR8/reX6nuzuGdM/s1600/rufus.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5unU3p5e72M/Ts9auOhG3MI/AAAAAAAAAR8/reX6nuzuGdM/s200/rufus.jpg" width="165" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-J7CCBT3YCE4/Ts9bhNiTf_I/AAAAAAAAASE/8PCVo5DO48g/s1600/charles.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-J7CCBT3YCE4/Ts9bhNiTf_I/AAAAAAAAASE/8PCVo5DO48g/s200/charles.jpg" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;My historical crush is this guy:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eDNFrIVaZws/Ts9cq5Yu6iI/AAAAAAAAASM/LOsvkBkvsQc/s1600/henry-viii.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eDNFrIVaZws/Ts9cq5Yu6iI/AAAAAAAAASM/LOsvkBkvsQc/s200/henry-viii.jpg" width="174" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;It hasn’t always been this way. There I was, thinking I’d have to put up with merrie spaniel Charles, when I read &lt;a href="http://www.hmcastor.com/viii/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;VIII &lt;/b&gt;by&lt;b&gt; H.M. Castor&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. Suddenly I was mooning about over Henry (not literally. Although if it would help me be wife no. 7…), putting him in my list of &lt;a href="http://lizbankes.blogspot.com/2011/07/top-five-book-boyfriends.html"&gt;&lt;b&gt;book boyfriends&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and going on &lt;a href="http://sites.google.com/site/armadillomagazine/events3#TOC-Dinner-with-Harriet-Castor-Henry-VI"&gt;&lt;b&gt;imaginary dates&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt; with him.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;This &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=3780956751632984748&amp;amp;postID=8095126532169132873#guestpost"&gt;&lt;b&gt;fabulous guestpost by H.M. Castor&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;is about Henry’s charismatic side – a side often neglected in portrayals of him – and how she studied another charismatic ‘King’ to get an insight into what Hal (as he is in the book) was like in his younger, funner days.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rt2ekZjiIgk/Ts9na_DLCKI/AAAAAAAAAS8/xvSHdJYsl0o/s1600/viii-castor.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rt2ekZjiIgk/Ts9na_DLCKI/AAAAAAAAAS8/xvSHdJYsl0o/s1600/viii-castor.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;VIII is one of the books I’ve been raving like a madwoman about this year. It is a gripping psychological portrait that turns a well-known story – the six wives, waiting for a son, breaking from the Rome – on its head by telling it from Henry’s point of view.  The tagline, ‘Think you know Henry VIII?’, is an apt one because you end the book with a wholly different view of Henry from the round, beardy wife-beheader. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Now I will stop wittering and you can enjoy this BRILLIANT post. Maybe at the end you’ll love him tender, too… &lt;/i&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=3780956751632984748&amp;amp;postID=8095126532169132873" name="guestpost"&gt;The King… and the King&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;by H.M. Castor &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;When I was writing VIII I thought hard about charisma. Because Henry VIII had it. In bucketloads. But it’s hard to winkle any evidence out of the portraits of the time.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TXXfSDg0fcc/Ts9f_3XuPRI/AAAAAAAAASU/qUFowadBNJo/s1600/170px-HenryVIII_1509.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TXXfSDg0fcc/Ts9f_3XuPRI/AAAAAAAAASU/qUFowadBNJo/s200/170px-HenryVIII_1509.jpg" width="127" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Nope. I’m not getting it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BnxBG1EV7tQ/Ts9gKWNVFHI/AAAAAAAAASc/WIoO5giUC1Y/s1600/220px-Henry-VIII-kingofengland_1491-1547.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BnxBG1EV7tQ/Ts9gKWNVFHI/AAAAAAAAASc/WIoO5giUC1Y/s320/220px-Henry-VIII-kingofengland_1491-1547.jpg" width="185" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Hmm… well, there’s a sense of power here. And that brings an aura with it, certainly. But I’m looking at the face. I’m looking for personal, stand-out-from-the-crowd magnetism. And I’m not getting that. I’m getting something like a determined pudding with a beard. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;The written sources, on the other hand, leave you in no doubt. When Henry became king, at the tender age of 17, word spread quickly round Europe that England had the most glamorous ruler in Christendom. He was built like a storybook hero, being over 6ft tall, with the fitness and strength of a martial arts fanatic (which, in fact, is precisely what he was). While he was still heir to the throne, a Spanish ambassador wrote, “There is no finer youth in the world than the Prince of Wales. He is already taller than his father, and his limbs are of gigantic size,” (we’re talking muscular, here, rather than freakish). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;But it wasn’t just the physique that impressed. Young King Henry had a beautiful pink-and-white complexion, and his skin glowed prettily through his fine shirt after an athletic game of tennis (I kid you not, this is described by an eyewitness). He was so fair of face he could have made a stunning woman had he not been so manly and, to top it all, he had an “extraordinary and almost divine character”. So said Lord Mountjoy in a private letter to an illustrious friend of his, one Erasmus. Mountjoy added of the young monarch, “what a hero he now shows himself”. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Yes, I know they had to say nice things about the king. But this kind of breathless admiration – even amongst people used to dishing out the flattery – was unusual. Men and women alike clearly found Henry pretty entrancing. We’re definitely talking charisma. In – as I mentioned – bucketloads. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;As a culture, we’re fairly familiar with the idea of Henry as paranoid, volatile and (is it fair to say?) not much of a laugh. I’m thinking of Jonathan Rhys Meyers in The Tudors, here, but many other (more rotund and less good-looking) variations on this theme have hit our screens over the years. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;However, in seeing Henry this way we’re seeing his personality only as it was from his late thirties onwards. And because he became king at 17, he enjoyed twenty years of kinging before that stage. Twenty very important years. Twenty charismatic years. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;What did the Henry of that early period look like? What was it like to be around him? What did – specifically – his charisma look like? In order to write VIII, I had to find out. And so I looked around for contemporary, or near-contemporary, comparisons. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EIQjVXe8GZE/Ts9mTFaAWWI/AAAAAAAAAS0/C8MMHhDVGKQ/s1600/elvis68comeback-9.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EIQjVXe8GZE/Ts9mTFaAWWI/AAAAAAAAAS0/C8MMHhDVGKQ/s1600/elvis68comeback-9.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Consider, for a moment, the fact that Henry smiled. This is more important than you might think. We don’t have any record of what he looked like when he smiled but, you know, it’s not outside the bounds of possibility that his smile was something like this (left). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Wow, that has serious wattage. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Now, consider that Henry liked to have fun – despite Rhys Meyers et al, we know this to be true. Unlike his father, who personally &amp;amp; meticulously went through and initialled all the account books, Henry didn’t like to spend time on government business or paperwork. He hated writing letters, even. What he liked, most particularly, was to hang out with a gang of sports-mad, game-for-a-laugh blokes – his gang of mates – who had a tendency to treat him so familiarly, so much as one of the lads, that Cardinal Wolsey eventually made official moves to restrain them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Henry’s gang were the blokes with whom he jousted (the extreme sport of the day), played music, gambled, went hunting and shooting, and – yes – messed about. He loved to get the whole team dressed up in disguise and play flirtatious tricks on the ladies of the court (including his wife). In winter he wasn’t above a good hard game of snowballs… we know this because in the young Earl of Devon’s financial accounts for 1519 (when Henry was 27 and had been king for 10 yrs), there is the following entry: “25 Jan. To a lad at Charleton, for lending his cap to my lord when the King and his lords threw snowballs, 4d.”. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HEIp1GKrplA/Ts9j989SNgI/AAAAAAAAASk/1FXWC2QNE_I/s1600/careless_love_the_unmaking_of_elvis_presley.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HEIp1GKrplA/Ts9j989SNgI/AAAAAAAAASk/1FXWC2QNE_I/s200/careless_love_the_unmaking_of_elvis_presley.jpg" width="141" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nWKNell6LjU/Ts9kKamvi1I/AAAAAAAAASs/A8QOH0J6JAY/s1600/hen.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nWKNell6LjU/Ts9kKamvi1I/AAAAAAAAASs/A8QOH0J6JAY/s200/hen.jpg" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Considering all this, I began thinking about Elvis… Elvis permanently had a gang of male friends round him. He loved practical jokes. He would have funfairs opened in the middle of the night, just for him and his friends. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;I got hold of a biography of Elvis – a fantastic, two-volume biography by Peter Guralnick (Last Train to Memphis and Careless Love, published by Abacus). I saw more and more intriguing parallels in the stories of these two young men from very different times and cultures who had both been thrust into the limelight, given enormous power, and had both become the focus of almost unimaginable levels of adulation. For both of them, moreover, their success and the accompanying isolation had a psychological fall-out with which they manifestly struggled to cope. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Guralnick’s sympathetic and moving biography reveals Elvis as a shy boy, who becomes an emotional, sentimental, and in many ways vulnerable &amp;amp; needy young man. Sometimes he covered his fears with boastfulness and, even as a young star, could be controlling: “you didn’t just say no to Elvis Presley… the boy was very persuasive and very determined and very accustomed to getting his own way.” &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;In reporting the comments of one of Elvis’s gang of male friends, Guralnick describes a manipulative tendency in Elvis which echoes the suspicious games Henry played at his faction-ridden court: “Elvis promoted conflict just to keep himself amused. He’d ostracize one of them for weeks at a time over an imagined slight, he’d fantasize that “there was a Judas among us… and he’d play one of us against another. This always happened when he heard that one of the guys had said something about him.”” &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Those around Elvis had to get used to his moods – learn when to horse around with him and when to tread carefully. Girlfriends were treated with great courtesy, but had to toe a strictly demarcated line to avoid provoking Elvis’s jealousy; Guralnicks says of a girlfriend, “she learned to keep her mouth shut …whenever anyone else was around, she saw the others subjected to the same whims and flashes of temperament, and she learned that “there were definitely rules. You had to play by the rules. The more you knew, the longer you lasted.”” &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;He was a young man who embodied power – and who also happened to be very good-looking and talented. Never alone, he was surrounded by people who laughed at his jokes, tried to anticipate his every whim and who vied to be noticed by him. To be close to him was the ultimate opportunity to gain power, money, influence, glory and fame. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;I’m talking about Henry now, but… well, I hope you see my point. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;In becoming king at 17, Henry became the closest thing there was to a god on earth (at the time it was believed that being anointed with holy oil at the coronation ceremony infused the monarch with God’s grace – his very flesh became, in that sense, divine). Given that he was already thought an unusually handsome and charismatic youth, the addition of this ultimate power and celebrity of kingship had an effect that is perhaps hard to imagine. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Hard… but maybe not altogether impossible. Take, I beg you, a moment to watch this (to me quite extraordinary) clip from Elvis’s 1968 comeback TV show and try him out, in your mind, as Henry: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://1.gvt0.com/vi/olqe-JnHzjU/0.jpg" height="266" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/olqe-JnHzjU&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/olqe-JnHzjU&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;www.hmcastor.com &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Twitter: @HMCastor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3780956751632984748-8095126532169132873?l=lizbankes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizbankes.blogspot.com/feeds/8095126532169132873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lizbankes.blogspot.com/2011/11/guest-post-kingand-king-by-hm-castor.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3780956751632984748/posts/default/8095126532169132873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3780956751632984748/posts/default/8095126532169132873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizbankes.blogspot.com/2011/11/guest-post-kingand-king-by-hm-castor.html' title='GUEST POST: The King...and the King by H.M. Castor'/><author><name>Liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11019428433768201059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BWep8wEqA6I/TpqSvyGnR5I/AAAAAAAAAHk/SAvJOBTRDJc/s220/pandp.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rt2ekZjiIgk/Ts9na_DLCKI/AAAAAAAAAS8/xvSHdJYsl0o/s72-c/viii-castor.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3780956751632984748.post-8965077323016153234</id><published>2011-11-15T22:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-15T22:23:35.658-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='guest posts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love stories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='book boyfriends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sally gardner'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the double shadow'/><title type='text'>BLOG TOUR: Double Shadows</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Double Shadows: The Sally Gardner blog tour&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I am most ridiculously excited to welcome Sally Gardner to my blog. I reviewed The Double Shadow &lt;a href="http://lizbankes.blogspot.com/2011/10/review-double-shadow-by-sally-gardner.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; and as you can see I'm a big old enthusiastic FAN. I am DOUBLEy thrilled, because this post is about my favourite character, Ezra. Although perhaps I should be slightly embarrassed, as I recently made Ezra one of my imaginary &lt;a href="http://lizbankes.blogspot.com/2011/10/top-five-more-book-boyfriends.html"&gt;book boyfriends&lt;/a&gt;, not expecting him to show up right here on my blog. Time for me to quietly back out of the room and hide my photoshopped 'me&amp;amp;Ezra' wedding pictures and time for Sally to begin! (Ooh and don't miss the book trailer at the bottom of the page!) &amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7TjroJzOx28/TsLh0AeRjtI/AAAAAAAAARc/gaMrFDbdiIE/s1600/Double+Shadow+final.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7TjroJzOx28/TsLh0AeRjtI/AAAAAAAAARc/gaMrFDbdiIE/s320/Double+Shadow+final.jpg" width="206" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;DOUBLE SHADOWS:  The path taken by Ezra&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When asked to pick my favourite character from The Double Shadow, you might expect me to pick my herione, Amaryllis. But I think my heart lies with Ezra. He’s a very gentle soul, you can see what his life would have been if Amaryllis hadn’t scooped him up – he would have been happy as a countryside mechanic and lived  a much less extraordinary life – I like the fact that a door opened for him at the time he doesn’t want it opened and in that one event his whole life is changed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His kindness and bravery are constant – he never emotionally changes,  but internally he has a great change as his loathing of Amaryllis turns to a love which runs very deep within him. It is a moving story. I think that in every character there is the possibility of the other path not taken.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never believe in heroes being all bad or all good, characters could always go either way – Ezra is given several chances to turn away from the memory machine of the story, but he never takes them. I don’t think he’s supersonically handsome but he’s a striking man. He’s not frightened of emotions. Having lived with his traumatised father  (who suffers from Shell Shock; an after effect of The Great War) he’s very used to double personalities. The love of his mother (another of my favourite characters) is what gives him his strength to always carry on: the women were holding Britain together at that time, between the wars . I believe they still do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sally Gardner, 2011  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yZx_-iE4w9E/TsLiQrQ6fPI/AAAAAAAAARk/m25fiucBuRc/s1600/Sally+Gardner+%2528c%2529+Kate+Christer.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yZx_-iE4w9E/TsLiQrQ6fPI/AAAAAAAAARk/m25fiucBuRc/s320/Sally+Gardner+%2528c%2529+Kate+Christer.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Bookety book trailer:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://0.gvt0.com/vi/GuXfaaDkBcg/0.jpg" height="266" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/GuXfaaDkBcg&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/GuXfaaDkBcg&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3780956751632984748-8965077323016153234?l=lizbankes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizbankes.blogspot.com/feeds/8965077323016153234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lizbankes.blogspot.com/2011/11/blog-tour-double-shadows.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3780956751632984748/posts/default/8965077323016153234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3780956751632984748/posts/default/8965077323016153234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizbankes.blogspot.com/2011/11/blog-tour-double-shadows.html' title='BLOG TOUR: Double Shadows'/><author><name>Liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11019428433768201059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BWep8wEqA6I/TpqSvyGnR5I/AAAAAAAAAHk/SAvJOBTRDJc/s220/pandp.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7TjroJzOx28/TsLh0AeRjtI/AAAAAAAAARc/gaMrFDbdiIE/s72-c/Double+Shadow+final.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3780956751632984748.post-766667299463261506</id><published>2011-11-07T01:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-07T01:02:05.459-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='guest posts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sally prue'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='words'/><title type='text'>GUEST POST: S****! by Sally Prue</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;My, my - do I have a treat for you today. Today's guestblogger is Sally Prue, author of the &lt;a href="http://www.sallyprue.co.uk/truthsayer.htm"&gt;Truthsayer&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;trilogy and the&amp;nbsp;Tales of the Tribe series that began with &lt;a href="http://www.sallyprue.co.uk/coldtom.htm"&gt;Cold Tom&lt;/a&gt; and continued with one of my favourite books this year:&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="https://sites.google.com/site/armadillomagsp2011/features1c"&gt;Ice Maiden&lt;/a&gt;. (It's a story mostly about love, but also featuring a fearsome tribe of elves, and is sad, funny and beautifully written - just so you know.)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Sally also has a blog - &lt;a href="http://thewordden.blogspot.com/"&gt;the Word Den&lt;/a&gt;, where I like to lurk on a daily basis learning things. Every day it&amp;nbsp;has a different word every day to use/avoid/rave over or rant about. This weekend I have learnt the origin of the word bonfire, found a new book to read and decided never to listen to a ukase.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Sally is going to share her thoughts on swearing in books. This is Sugar! by Sally Prue (you knew the word with the asterixes was sugar didn't you? Good. Just checking you're not FILTHY minded.)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-J8AjJe5UY8A/Trbo0pBQjNI/AAAAAAAAARU/wsw1xX_0wYQ/s1600/kitten5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="232" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-J8AjJe5UY8A/Trbo0pBQjNI/AAAAAAAAARU/wsw1xX_0wYQ/s320/kitten5.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 26pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 26pt;"&gt;Sugar!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt;"&gt;OH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt;"&gt; my &lt;b&gt;WORD!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;as my friend Sarah says when things go wrong. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Well, as she says when things go wrong &lt;i&gt;during lessons&lt;/i&gt;, anyway. Saying what she really means at school is completely banned, obviously. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;It always has been, of course. I think I used to say&lt;i&gt; flipping heck&lt;/i&gt; when teachers were listening (this was, obviously, &lt;i&gt;way&lt;/i&gt; back). The Mayor of London still lets fly with the occasional &lt;i&gt;cripes!&lt;/i&gt; at times of high emotion, which must surely originally have been a school usage.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Not-being-able-to-say-what-you-really-mean is a real problem in fiction, too, and particularly in children’s fiction. Any writer worth his salt will, obviously, be putting his characters through every kind of agony known to man, and, hopefully, a few so far entirely undreamed-of ones, too: but if you’re a children’s writer it’s doubtful whether any of your characters, however appalled they are at their best friend’s tendency to snog boys who are Clearly Already Taken, will be at liberty to tell the little **** &amp;nbsp;to get the **** out of here; or even to express the considered opinion that they are ******** *****es who should just **** off before&amp;nbsp; they get a **** shoved up their ****s.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;So, what can a writer do?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Well, the answer to that, as always, is they &lt;b&gt;get it wrong&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;That’s the trouble with anything creative, you see. Whatever you do, lots of people won’t like it: and if lots of people &lt;i&gt;do&lt;/i&gt; like it, then that’s probably a sign it’s not much good.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Sigh...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;But anyway, what have writers done about swearing? &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Well, of course what most writers have done through the ages is leave the swearing out altogether. And, yes, it can be done (just about) even nowadays, if you avoid direct speech. Something like: &lt;i&gt;he crouched in the darkest corner of the cellar, massaging his bruised knuckles and swearing miserably.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Other writers, on the other hand, put in so much swearing that it practically doubles the size of the book. Personally I find this gets a bit boring after a while, and from a business point of view swearing will stop some schools and libraries, especially in the USA, buying the book. I came across an online post from an American librarian just now refusing to stock a book because of a single use of the word &lt;i&gt;damn&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Let’s face it, a writer needs all the readers he can get – though of course if you can manage to write something really &lt;i&gt;spectacularly&lt;/i&gt; unpleasant then you may well get publicity, and possibly sales, out of that.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;If neither of these routes appeals then you can go the ******* blanked-out words route. This can be done either fully or partially. Villains in the eighteenth century tended to be partial blankers, and were often to be discovered saying ‘By G–d!’ or even, shockingly ‘D–mn!’ That sort of thing is still used quite a lot in newspapers. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Personally I think this is the worst of both worlds because it draws attention to itself so horribly. It’s asking the reader to stop and work out a flipping puzzle, for heaven’s sake, while simultaneously reminding him of the gaps between the character, the writer and the reader. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Mind you, being a total blanker creates problems, as well. For a start, what is someone reading out loud supposed to do? I ran into a different difficulty when I tried to use this technique. My editor wouldn’t have it. The kids would assume, she said, that people were saying the very worst words there were.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;But they are&lt;/i&gt;, I pointed out: but that got me precisely nowhere. I ended up using the fifth fictional swearing option, which is the most fun (even though, of course, some people will scorn you for it) and which involves making up your own swear words.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Yes, yes, I know, you’re despising me already, but creative swearing has a long and distinguished history. I mean, Shakespeare was a compulsive oath-coiner. And thank heavens he was, because without the delights of &lt;i&gt;cream-faced loon&lt;/i&gt; and &lt;i&gt;bull’s pizzle&lt;/i&gt; illuminating my English Literature classes I might have died from sheer earnestness.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;With Shakespeare as an example, it’s no surprise that people have been using fake swearing in children’s fiction more or less from the word go. An early (quite dreadful) example is in Louisa M Alcott’s Jo’s Boys, where a boy with a habit of cursing is encouraged to say &lt;i&gt;thunder turtles&lt;/i&gt;. (I must point out in Louisa M Alcott’s defence, though, that it isn’t she who makes up &lt;i&gt;thunder turtles&lt;/i&gt;, but a not-too-sophisticated character in her book.)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;There are many examples. Anthony Buckeridge’s Jennings uses &lt;i&gt;ozard&lt;/i&gt;, which is the opposite of &lt;i&gt;wizard&lt;/i&gt; and is based on the Wizard of Oz. Giving us the derivation is a brilliantly convincing trick. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Kids in American books sometimes say &lt;i&gt;shoot!&lt;/i&gt; and perhaps American kids &lt;i&gt;do&lt;/i&gt; say shoot. But I doubt it.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;These swearing-substitutes can work brilliantly – I still have occasional private recourse to the Ewoks’ &lt;i&gt;kvark,&lt;/i&gt; and the TV series Red Dwarf’s &lt;i&gt;smeg&lt;/i&gt; was a seamless joy. The way I wrote the substitute-swearing which features prominently in MARCH OF THE OWLMEN was to write the whole thing with proper swearing, and then go back and substitute a quite similar word later. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;It’s fun putting in small clues as to the meaning of the fake words, too. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;I’m still rather proud of &lt;i&gt;soft as goose-grot&lt;/i&gt;...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3780956751632984748-766667299463261506?l=lizbankes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizbankes.blogspot.com/feeds/766667299463261506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lizbankes.blogspot.com/2011/11/guest-post-s-by-sally-prue.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3780956751632984748/posts/default/766667299463261506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3780956751632984748/posts/default/766667299463261506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizbankes.blogspot.com/2011/11/guest-post-s-by-sally-prue.html' title='GUEST POST: S****! by Sally Prue'/><author><name>Liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11019428433768201059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BWep8wEqA6I/TpqSvyGnR5I/AAAAAAAAAHk/SAvJOBTRDJc/s220/pandp.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-J8AjJe5UY8A/Trbo0pBQjNI/AAAAAAAAARU/wsw1xX_0wYQ/s72-c/kitten5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3780956751632984748.post-5045150444550805437</id><published>2011-11-03T10:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-03T12:44:49.687-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='non-fiction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lists'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='animals'/><title type='text'>NON-FICTION SPECIAL: Happy Knowlogy Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-csK-_8Oeq1k/TrJ6lKKW_AI/AAAAAAAAANo/YWJTWKatAgA/s1600/nnfdlogo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-csK-_8Oeq1k/TrJ6lKKW_AI/AAAAAAAAANo/YWJTWKatAgA/s1600/nnfdlogo.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;If humans came in as many sizes as dogs, we'd range from 3 to 18 feet tall.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;If you are 12 years old on Earth, you'd be 6 on Mars. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Rats can't burp.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;95% of the stuff in the universe is invisible.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;A star-nosed mole can locate and eat a snack in 230 miliseconds. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I got all of these facts from a book called Weird but True!(3) published by National Geographic Kids (more about those lovely folks later) Now that I've fed your brains... &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RTZVvfUgHOQ/TrGy4TqRO8I/AAAAAAAAANI/0ne4jZplqr4/s1600/6a00e552722125883300e55395b6fe8834-800wi.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RTZVvfUgHOQ/TrGy4TqRO8I/AAAAAAAAANI/0ne4jZplqr4/s320/6a00e552722125883300e55395b6fe8834-800wi.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;For those of you who don't know, Knowlogy Day (or National Non-Fiction Day, as is its official title) is the brain-child (that's a weird word - it makes me think of the pinky monstery thing from the teenage mutant hero turtles that lives in a robot's groin) of Adam Lancaster, Federation of Children's Books Chair, school librarian and all round book dude. He is passionate about non-fiction, and all the super authors and illustrators involved, so has founded a day to celebrate it all. So let's get facty!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UGCEnbVoYY0/TrG0HS1HyoI/AAAAAAAAANg/Mq38IFlLnoo/s1600/Krang.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="178" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UGCEnbVoYY0/TrG0HS1HyoI/AAAAAAAAANg/Mq38IFlLnoo/s320/Krang.JPG" width="218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;That's not Adam, by the way, that's the brain-child.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=3780956751632984748&amp;amp;postID=5045150444550805437#nnfd"&gt;National Non-fiction Day&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Find out more about the big day.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=3780956751632984748&amp;amp;postID=5045150444550805437#ngkids"&gt;NG Kids Magazine&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Find out about this fab magazine and how I met an owl.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=3780956751632984748&amp;amp;postID=5045150444550805437#topfive"&gt;Top 10 Non-fiction books&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;My fave knowlogy authors, some of whom have impressive beards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h2 style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=3780956751632984748&amp;amp;postID=5045150444550805437" name="nnfd"&gt;National Non-fiction Day&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;The theme this year is sharing information, as Adam says 'there's nothing better than passing on to someone a hilarious or interesting fact and putting a smile on their face.' There is going to be a book of favourite facts collected from young people and authors, as well as &lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;lots of events going on in schools, libraries and&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;i&gt;theatres across the country, which Adam says will include &lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;'Horrible Histories-inspired videos, some shed science experiments, lots of explosions!'&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;For those of you on the interweb or who are slightly older than the average child (25 maybe?) and so cannot turn up to schools and take part in events without looking a bit weird, there is much to do online. Here are some blogs n' that that I've found:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Blog posts&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://bookwitch.wordpress.com/2011/11/03/the-complete-philosophy-files/"&gt;Bookwitch's review of The Complete Philosophy Files&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://bookzone4boys.blogspot.com/2011/11/national-non-fiction-day-2011.html"&gt;The Book Zone for Boys with some NNFD reads &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.playingbythebook.net/2011/11/03/celebrating-national-non-fiction-day-with-a-family-science-book/"&gt;Play by the Book's review of The Magic of Reality by Richard Dawkins&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.librarymice.com/2011/11/national-non-fiction-day-guest-post.html"&gt;Guest post from non-fiction author Tracey Turner on the Library Mice blog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Twitter&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/#%21/scholasticuk"&gt;           &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/#%21/scholasticuk" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;@scholasticuk&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Win a signed copy of SLA Information Book Award winner 'How to Make a Universe with 92 Ingredients'. Just RT by 11.30pm tonight. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/#%21/search?q=%23sla" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;#sla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/#%21/search?q=%23nnfd" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;#nnfd&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/#%21/scholasticuk" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;@scholasticuk&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Want to win a non-fiction book pack? Tell us a fact that's changed your life. Tag it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/#%21/search?q=%23factsareawesome" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;#factsareawesome&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/#%21/search?q=%23nnfd" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;#nnfd&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt; Closes 10am tomorrow. UK ONLY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/#%21/GdnChildrensBks" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;@GdnChildrensBks&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;It's national non-fiction day! What are yr favourite non-fiction reads for kids, current or past? The Usborne Spy's Guidebook for me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/#%21/search?q=%23nnfd" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;#nnfd&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=3780956751632984748&amp;amp;postID=5045150444550805437" name="ngkids"&gt;NG Kids Magazine&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9FyV9ByWcLM/TrKJCpqdazI/AAAAAAAAANw/6v1QWySXFqI/s1600/Issue+66+cover+small.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9FyV9ByWcLM/TrKJCpqdazI/AAAAAAAAANw/6v1QWySXFqI/s400/Issue+66+cover+small.jpg" width="303" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;The other week I was lucky enough to meet a meerkat. And an owl. And a man. (The Animal Man, to be precise.) This was at an event for NG Kids Magazine at the National Geographic store in London.I had a lovely time meeting various animals and people and finding out about the magazine, which I know I would have loved as a kid. (And as an adult - I think it is perfectly normal for a grown woman to have an animal poster on her desk.) The magazine is full of weird but true facts about animals and the world in general and features on interesting things, like alligators and the antarctic (not together - they don't just make stuff up). I was very excited to read an interview with Sir David Attenborough and it set me thinking (again) about contacting him to ask if he would like to be my grandad. There are loads of chances for readers to get involved by sending in their own facts and entering competitions to win lots of super prizes. And excellent freebies (this month, glow in the dark stars).&amp;nbsp; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I also got a wonderful goody bag, including some binoculars! As I live next to a railway line, rather than a nice wildlife park or jungle, I haven't been able to use them much yet (except for spying and for looking more closely at people in my house), but hopefully it will inspire me to go into the wilderness and connect with nature. I could be one of those people who is raised by wolves or bears. Although I'd prefer smaller animals, like badgers or voles. OR OTTERS. And I'm probably too old to be 'raised'. I don't know what I'd wear either, as there wouldn't really be anywhere to buy new clothes and washing them in the stream sounds cold. I could ask all the otters to donate some fur and then weave (?) it into a fur dress...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Perhaps I should just stick to getting my nature fix from NG Kids Magazine and spying on people from my window.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Find out more here &lt;a href="http://www.ngkids.co.uk/"&gt;www.ngkids.co.uk&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h2 style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=3780956751632984748&amp;amp;postID=5045150444550805437" name="topfive"&gt;Top 10 Non-fiction books&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;h2 style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;1. Horrible Histories by Terry Deary&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eYXBV4H_hg0/TrKbovZ5D0I/AAAAAAAAAN4/s9XVvY18QCo/s1600/rotten.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eYXBV4H_hg0/TrKbovZ5D0I/AAAAAAAAAN4/s9XVvY18QCo/s200/rotten.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;I've always been ever so slightly&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt; OBSESSED with Horrible Histories. In year 4 the Vicious Vikings inspired me to write my homework entirely in runes. (Well, this was partly inspired by the book, and partly inspired by me BEING A LOSER). I was called to see the headmaster to be given a special sticker for effort and afterwards I asked my friend if everyone had said 'wow' when I left the classroom (!). She said 'no'.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I think I was the sort of child Terry Deary would have hated... Anyway! No one needs me to tell them that Horrible Histories is great. The books tell you all the stuff you actually want to know about the past - how people died, what they ate, funny stories about historical people being nutters. I always remember the lists of gruesome punishments for crimes and weird cures for illnesses, like having a bath in urine with a goat to cure a headache (might have made that one up).&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;And the TV series is most hilarious. &amp;nbsp; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rUOKcy4yENQ/TrKksOGpE3I/AAAAAAAAAPo/obwDxuBMjgE/s1600/HORRIBLE+HISTORIES.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="133" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rUOKcy4yENQ/TrKksOGpE3I/AAAAAAAAAPo/obwDxuBMjgE/s200/HORRIBLE+HISTORIES.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h2 style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;2. The Magic of Reality by Richard Dawkins&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pI3yRoIJY-w/TrKcoi1GsjI/AAAAAAAAAOI/mChGRtBwlhg/s1600/The-Magic-of-Reality-Dawkins-app2-e1317728637181.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pI3yRoIJY-w/TrKcoi1GsjI/AAAAAAAAAOI/mChGRtBwlhg/s1600/The-Magic-of-Reality-Dawkins-app2-e1317728637181.jpeg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Richard Dawkins' recently published book for young readers really emphasises what he is good at: explaining stuff. It is structured into questions, like 'who was the first person really?' and 'what is the sun?' and all those sorts of things that you can freak yourself out by thinking about for too long, like HOW DOES IT WORK WHEN I TYPE STUFF AND IT APPEARS? and WHAT IS EVERYTHING?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;As in his adult books, Dawkins uses really good analogies and examples (like in the 'who was the first person?' section he asks you to imagine a line of photographs of your grandfather, great-grandfather, etc etc stretching back like dominoes. If you go back along the line, you'll find a monkey and, further back, a fish, neither of whom look much like you, but who look like the photos either side of them.)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;The book is illustrated by Dave McKean, which is always a good thing, and you can read an extract &lt;a href="http://www.guardian.co.uk/childrens-books-site/interactive/2011/sep/22/extract-richard-dawkins-magic-reality"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; on the Guardian site. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;3. A Short History of Nearly Everything by Bill Bryson&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ziLLRANu81A/TrKpXDZybuI/AAAAAAAAAPw/q4PvblAbd-A/s1600/a-short-history-of-nearly-everything-13113142.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ziLLRANu81A/TrKpXDZybuI/AAAAAAAAAPw/q4PvblAbd-A/s200/a-short-history-of-nearly-everything-13113142.jpg" width="127" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;This book will leave you feeling a bit more clever, and smugger, than when you started. It takes you through the history of science, explaining the science and telling about the (mostly odd) people involved. It is funny and brilliant and if you read it you can tell people you know a little bit of everything. Bill Bryson has also written a version for younger readers, &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.co.uk/gp/product/0552562963/ref=pd_lpo_k2_dp_sr_1?pf_rd_p=103612307&amp;amp;pf_rd_s=lpo-top-stripe&amp;amp;pf_rd_t=201&amp;amp;pf_rd_i=0552997048&amp;amp;pf_rd_m=A3P5ROKL5A1OLE&amp;amp;pf_rd_r=05192ANX22H8EE0SJZTB"&gt;A Really Short History of Nearly Everything&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;4. The Ologies, published by Templar&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yvKHUNSfLBc/TrKc3brkZvI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/XhM_VyGY4cc/s1600/Steer_-_Dragonology_-_The_Complete_Book_of_Dragons_Coverart.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yvKHUNSfLBc/TrKc3brkZvI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/XhM_VyGY4cc/s1600/Steer_-_Dragonology_-_The_Complete_Book_of_Dragons_Coverart.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I know dragons aren't real! (Although sometimes I get confused, like with unicorns and Sherlock Holmes). So the Ologies aren't really non-fiction, but they are great, and set out in a factish way, so I am including them. Dragonology by Dugald A. Steer is my favourite - it set out like the scrapbook of Victorian dragonologist Dr Ernest Drake, with sketches, samples of dragon skin and even a library card. My brother was recently working at a primary school and told me that a boy brought in Dragonology for free reading time and lots of other children were crowding round to read it - so it's not just me that likes a bit of Ology!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;5. The What on Earth Wallbook of Natural History by Christopher Lloyd&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pOhoRgHaG5Y/TrKc6p9vWWI/AAAAAAAAAOY/6K9JgrB3vz8/s1600/wallbook-of-natural-history-book-image-cover-99268-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pOhoRgHaG5Y/TrKc6p9vWWI/AAAAAAAAAOY/6K9JgrB3vz8/s1600/wallbook-of-natural-history-book-image-cover-99268-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;As it says on the Natural History Museum website, this is the 'first ever attempt to illustrate the entire history of nature and natural science on a single piece of paper'. The book unfolds into a 2.3 metre double-sided wallchart, with an illustrated guide to the whole of natural history on one side and information about history of science on the other. It would be good to put in on the wall of your bathroom (as long as you don't splash too much) so that you can absorb natural history facts in a relaxed manner.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PcrIHE3ZTaY/TrKc_V3oV8I/AAAAAAAAAOo/HHT3gr-tBcU/s1600/wallbook-inside-pages-5-v1_99276_1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="226" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PcrIHE3ZTaY/TrKc_V3oV8I/AAAAAAAAAOo/HHT3gr-tBcU/s320/wallbook-inside-pages-5-v1_99276_1.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;6. How Language Works and Stories of English by David Crystal&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_ssO8z4sgCw/TrKdER7cGYI/AAAAAAAAAOw/QrvyV9ybN1c/s1600/crystal.ashx" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_ssO8z4sgCw/TrKdER7cGYI/AAAAAAAAAOw/QrvyV9ybN1c/s320/crystal.ashx" width="208" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uoiNNrenjM4/TrLAYxsGx9I/AAAAAAAAAP4/QDSeMOZuEVY/s1600/The-Stories-of-English-by-David-Crystal.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uoiNNrenjM4/TrLAYxsGx9I/AAAAAAAAAP4/QDSeMOZuEVY/s320/The-Stories-of-English-by-David-Crystal.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Great reads for a word geek (and I think fellow word geeks will agree that David Crystal is our King). How Language Works explains the nuts and bolts of language, how we use it, how it changes and covering lots of fascinating examples, such as how politeness travels over language barriers. The Stories of English traces the development of 'standard English' alongside variant forms of the language, such as slangs and dialects, which he sees as unfairly sidelined.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;And doesn't he have a good beard?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_Rajgs1X1HA/TrLAgSxhV6I/AAAAAAAAAQA/N6sCp-DySow/s1600/david-crystal.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_Rajgs1X1HA/TrLAgSxhV6I/AAAAAAAAAQA/N6sCp-DySow/s200/david-crystal.jpg" width="158" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;7. Ask Dr K Fisher about Dinosaurs by Claire Llewellyn ans Kate Shepherd&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OSRML_Ov018/TrKdH8R6DeI/AAAAAAAAAO4/AP4JQrWcGx0/s1600/ask-dr-k-fisher-about-dinosaurs-claire-llewellyn-hardcover-cover-art.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OSRML_Ov018/TrKdH8R6DeI/AAAAAAAAAO4/AP4JQrWcGx0/s1600/ask-dr-k-fisher-about-dinosaurs-claire-llewellyn-hardcover-cover-art.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;The Ask Dr K Fisher series sees agony uncle (and bird) Dr K Fisher responding to the problems of the animal kingdom. The books are funny, with lively illustrations and a collage-y look - I think it is always good when there is lots of stuff to find on the page. My favourite is where he goes back in time to help the dinosaurs, partly because dinosaurs are great and partly because one of Dr K Fisher's replies starts 'Dear Toothless Killer...'&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;8. Philip Ardagh's Books of Kings, Queens, Emperors and Warty-nosed Commoners&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qaxp1qFGavs/TrKdK35Rn5I/AAAAAAAAAPA/vMwD2Cvr3os/s1600/ardagh.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qaxp1qFGavs/TrKdK35Rn5I/AAAAAAAAAPA/vMwD2Cvr3os/s1600/ardagh.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Philip Ardagh's historical trivia book collects facts and anecdotes from across the whole of history with, as you might expect, a great deal of humour. There's a particularly good story about Queen Elizabeth I and a fart that for some reason is in a massive font on the amazon page for this book, which can be embarassing if you open it while pretending to be doing proper serious work.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;And doesn't he have a good beard?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IvXt3BO1rm4/TrKdOqikYRI/AAAAAAAAAPI/h9W1j2O8H_I/s1600/Philip_Ardagh_2031146c.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="199" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IvXt3BO1rm4/TrKdOqikYRI/AAAAAAAAAPI/h9W1j2O8H_I/s320/Philip_Ardagh_2031146c.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;9. Last Chance to See by Douglas Adams&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5-Jx_Y8llgg/TrKdRXYgzFI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/C5d3Mzm2fvc/s1600/adams.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5-Jx_Y8llgg/TrKdRXYgzFI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/C5d3Mzm2fvc/s1600/adams.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;As you have probably worked out, I like books by funny people. And you don't get much funnier than Douglas Adams. This is the story of his trip, along with Mark Cawardine, to try and find animals on the brink of extinction. It is laugh-out-loud funny and will change the way you think about the environment. And it's also 20 years old, so it is interesting (and a bit sad) to look up which of the animals are still around. Alongside that the book makes me sad that Douglas Adams isn't around anymore, because reading it is like getting to know him and you realise he was pretty damn great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UfT5jfZ0RZI/TrKdUn3l4lI/AAAAAAAAAPY/E7Yaa8k8ghg/s1600/terry_jones_medieval_lives_uk-show.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;10. Poo: A Natural History of the Unmentionable by Nicola Davies&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lrw7SOC9lHw/TrKdYaogVII/AAAAAAAAAPg/BBBKj4tcTQ4/s1600/poo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lrw7SOC9lHw/TrKdYaogVII/AAAAAAAAAPg/BBBKj4tcTQ4/s320/poo.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Zoologist and former Really Wild Show presenter Nicola Davies has written some brilliant books about animals. I used this one to illustrate my point (and because the word 'poo' is funny). Her new book is Talk Talk Squawk, which is all about animal communication. There is also Just the Right Size: Why Big Animals are Big and Little Animals are Little and all three are humorously illustrated by Neal Layton. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3780956751632984748-5045150444550805437?l=lizbankes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizbankes.blogspot.com/feeds/5045150444550805437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lizbankes.blogspot.com/2011/11/non-fiction-special-happy-knowlogy-day.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3780956751632984748/posts/default/5045150444550805437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3780956751632984748/posts/default/5045150444550805437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizbankes.blogspot.com/2011/11/non-fiction-special-happy-knowlogy-day.html' title='NON-FICTION SPECIAL: Happy Knowlogy Day'/><author><name>Liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11019428433768201059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BWep8wEqA6I/TpqSvyGnR5I/AAAAAAAAAHk/SAvJOBTRDJc/s220/pandp.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-csK-_8Oeq1k/TrJ6lKKW_AI/AAAAAAAAANo/YWJTWKatAgA/s72-c/nnfdlogo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3780956751632984748.post-1663053682438193067</id><published>2011-10-31T02:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-31T11:58:36.692-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='halloween'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christopher edge'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reviews'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='guest posts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='guy bass'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emily bone'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gregg olsen'/><title type='text'>SPOOKY SPECIAL: Hallowe'en reads</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black; color: white;"&gt;Mwa ha ha ha ha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qD3ZrUiRPq8/Tq1ZVSm3JwI/AAAAAAAAAKI/ZijmUH5qIyQ/s1600/pandp.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="234" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qD3ZrUiRPq8/Tq1ZVSm3JwI/AAAAAAAAAKI/ZijmUH5qIyQ/s320/pandp.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black; color: white;"&gt;That is the sound of my inviting you to my spooky blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black; color: white;"&gt;This weekend I have been getting in the Hallowe'en spirit. I bought some Haribo horror mix to give any trick or treaters that pass by my house, but then ate most of it myself, so will have to improvise like I did one year where I offered some 14-year-old boys a handful of crunchy nut cornflakes (they declined). I have also been working on some wonderful features to scare your pants off. Unless you are not easily scared, or would just rather keep your pants on, which is fair enough (if a little boring).&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black; color: white;"&gt;Luckily, I have found some people who are actually writers to write things for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black; color: white;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i style="background-color: orange; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i style="background-color: orange; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i style="background-color: orange; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="#withinposts"&gt;The Ghoulish Guy Bass&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i style="background-color: orange; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;An interview with the creator of Stitch Head, a mad professor's forgotten experiment. I also went and knocked at the Great Door of Castle Grotteskew to see if I could get a few words out of Stitch Head himself - find out how I got on!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i style="background-color: orange; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i style="background-color: orange; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="#withinblogger"&gt;The Gruesome Gregg Olsen&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i style="background-color: orange; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;Gregg is a crime writer who has just published his first YA book. Envy is a fabulously dark thriller with a touch of the paranormal and a dash of black humour. See my review and also find out if Gregg knows Justin Bieber.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i style="background-color: orange; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i style="background-color: orange; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="#emilybone"&gt;The Eerie Emily Bone&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i style="background-color: orange; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;Emily had to write a post for me because she is my friend and I said I would cry if she didn't. But also I have read her work and know that she is an amazing writer and so I wanted to show her off to you. Find out which book monsters scare her the most, and which one she'd like to cuddle.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i style="background-color: orange; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i style="background-color: orange; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="#christopher"&gt;The Creepy Christopher Edge&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i style="background-color: orange; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;Christopher's spooky zombarific conspiracy thriller The Dead Ways is out TODAY. We had a (un)dead good chat about books &amp;amp; zombies.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i style="background-color: orange; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i style="background-color: orange; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="#spookybooks"&gt;Top 5 Spooky Books&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i style="background-color: orange; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;My top 5 spooky books. Obviously.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i style="background-color: orange; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a name="withinposts"&gt;The Ghoulish Guy Bass&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="display: inline ! important; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i style="font-weight: 800;"&gt;In the murky dungeons of Castle Grotteskew an almost-human called Stitch Head lives his almost-life alone and forgotten. He was the first experiment of the frightfully insane Mad Professor Erasmus, who makes freakish creations out of living things. When Fulbert Freakfinder's circus comes to town, Stitch Head has the chance to escape - but first he's got to deal with The Creature, another monstrous creation (with 3 arms and a short attention span) who's causing havoc.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-q9FT_443J18/Tq2LBNNqo9I/AAAAAAAAAKk/4C91ImFIekQ/s1600/9781847151834.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-q9FT_443J18/Tq2LBNNqo9I/AAAAAAAAAKk/4C91ImFIekQ/s1600/9781847151834.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hi Guy! So, tell me about Stitch Head. What is he like and where does he lives?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;Stitch Head is the very first creation of Mad Professor Erasmus. He was put together from bits and pieces that the Professor found lying around. Poor Stitch Head is now forgotten by the creature-creating Professor and he hides away in the shadows of the especially sinister Castle Grotteskew. He's spent nearly his whole almost-life on his own. The book is about Stitch Head emerging from the shadows into a strange adventure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: italic; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: italic; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;How did you first come up with the idea?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;It was originally a story about leftover limbs from a monstrous experiment, but it was quite hard to sell an idea about a disembodied arm and leg... It evolved into the idea of a prototype Frankenstein's Monster - what if that incredible monster was the last in a long line of lesser creations? A mad professor has to start somewhere... I liked the idea of a character who feels bad that he isn't monstrous or hideous or grotesque.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: italic; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: italic; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="display: inline ! important; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Who are the other characters Stitch Head lives with in Castle Grotteskew?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;There are hundreds of the Professor's creations roaming the castle... dog-faced cats, steam-powered skulls, three-eyed brain spiders - anything you could dredge from your worst nightmares. As it turns out, they're all surprisingly friendly, but Stitch Head still prefers to hide away. The other creations don't even know he exists - they know him only as the Ghost of Grotteskew...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: italic; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="display: inline ! important; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: italic; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="display: inline ! important; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Did you tell the illustrator, Pete Williams, how you wanted Stitch Head to look? Were there any surprises when you saw him or any of the other characters?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vskZsRG7cjU/Tq2RuTzB6lI/AAAAAAAAAKs/hJqBDTP78mY/s1600/guy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vskZsRG7cjU/Tq2RuTzB6lI/AAAAAAAAAKs/hJqBDTP78mY/s200/guy.jpg" width="160" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;I did a sketch of Stitch Head in my notebook, which is how the character got started (It's the background on my Twitter page) but Pete refined him and made him a lot more appealing and accessible. Give Pete some ink and paper and amazing things happen. In fact, knowing Pete's fondness for drawing dark corners was half the reason I wrote Stitch Head in the first place. It was Stitch Head's friend, The Creature, who was the only real surprise as neither of us were sure how it looked to start with.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: italic; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: italic; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="display: inline ! important; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;You've been taking Stitch Head out to meet people. How has he been getting on and what sort of things happen at your events?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;My events are mainly me rambling on and running about but I introduce Stitch Head towards the end. It's a big reveal and he's not really happy about the limelight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: italic; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: italic; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="display: inline ! important; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Do you think Stitch Head would get on with your other heroes, Dinkin Dings and Gormy Ruckles?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;I can't see them having a tea party. Not least because none of them drink tea. Dinkin drinks flat lemonade (bubbles terrify him) while Gormy prefers freshly squeezed horse juice or a nice goat-shake. Stitch Head doesn't need to eat or drink, so he'd be feeling left out, again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: italic; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: italic; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="display: inline ! important; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;There are some spooky, monstrous themes running through your books. What really spooks you?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;Spiders and dentists. And spider-dentists.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: italic; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: italic; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="display: inline ! important; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Which books would you recommend to someone who wants their pants scared off?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;Coraline by Neil Gaiman (I've only read the graphic novel but it's scary enough)... Roald Dahl's The Witches... The Melancholy Death of Oyster Boy by Tim Burton is deeply disturbing in the best way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: italic; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="display: inline ! important; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: italic; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="display: inline ! important; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;If you weren't a writer what would you be doing?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;I'd like to think I'd be a spider-dentist. Face your fears and all that.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: italic; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: italic; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="display: inline ! important; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;If you could be any character from a  book, who would you be?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;I'd be that bloke on page 14. Can't remember his name. The one with the clothes and head and teeth. Yeah, I'd be him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: italic; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: italic; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="display: inline ! important; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Now, I know Stitch Head is very shy, but I was wondering if I could ask him a few questions. Do you think he would talk to me?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;Don't get your hopes up, he's very reclusive... you could try knocking on the Great Door of Castle Grotteskew. If you're lucky, he might let you in for an interview... or at least whisper to you through the keyhole.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: italic; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3h1xAZY3-NI/Tq2K72bWTSI/AAAAAAAAAKc/eI4rI58n1gs/s1600/Stitch-Head-cover-crop.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3h1xAZY3-NI/Tq2K72bWTSI/AAAAAAAAAKc/eI4rI58n1gs/s320/Stitch-Head-cover-crop.jpg" width="158" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: italic; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="display: inline ! important; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hello Stitch Head.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: italic; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Stitch Head: &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;N-no visitors...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: italic; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: italic; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;How are you today?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: italic; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Stitch Head: &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;No visitors...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: italic; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: italic; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Now I just have a few questions. It's for my blog. Nothing scary - I'm not a WEIRDO! So, who's your best friend at Castle Grotteskew?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: italic; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: italic; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Stitch Head: &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;No visi--&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: italic; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: italic; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;The Creature: &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;STITCH HEAD! THERE you are!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: italic; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: italic; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Stitch Head: &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;Creature! What are you--?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: italic; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: italic; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;The Creature: &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;I've been looking ALL over the CASTLE for you. Me and some of the other CREATIONS are going to have a game of SNAP and I thought, snap snap SNAP! THEN I thought, do PIGEONS have teeth? And THEN I thought, I MUST get my BESTEST friend to JOIN us. What do you SAY?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: italic; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: italic; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Stitch Head: &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;Shhh, Creature, listen! There's - there's someone at the Great Door.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: italic; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: italic; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;The Creature: &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;Really? GREAT! I LOVE visitors! Is it the POSTMAN? or post LADY? Or the MILKMAN or lady? Or Father CHRISTMAS or lady? HEY, Father Lady Christmas is EARLY! Or LATE. What month is this? Actually, what YEAR is this? Hang ON, Father Lady, we'll get this door OPEN! Don't eat all the PRESENTS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: italic; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: italic; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Stitch Head: &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;Shhh! My master - the professor - he doesn't like visitors. "No visitors", he says! But with more insane cackling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: italic; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: italic; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;The Creature: &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;But WHAT if it's our new NEIGHBOURS? What if they've JUST have moved in and they've brought us a DELICIOUS QUICHE? I LOVE quiche! Actually, I'm not sure if I've ever HAD quiche... but it sounds GREAT. Quiche quiche QUICHE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: italic; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: italic; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Stitch Head: &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;Please, shhh! She'll never leave if you keep shouting...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: italic; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: italic; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Is someone else there? Is it the professor? How do you get on with Professor Erasmus? I hear he's frightfully insane.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: italic; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: italic; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;The Creature: &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;She's STILL out there! I can HEAR her asking about the PROFESSOR... maybe she's from the GUILD of MAD Professoring? Do professors HAVE a guild? Or a UNION? They should at LEAST have a CLUBHOUSE...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: italic; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: italic; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Stitch Head: &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;Wait, she's asking about Professor Erasmus? No... what if she wants to take him away and lock him up forever? We have to get rid of her...!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: italic; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: italic; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;The Creature: &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;But WHAT about the QUICHE?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: italic; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: italic; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Stitch Head: &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;There is no quiche! Look, just do a monstrous roar or something! Scare her off!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: italic; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: italic; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;The Creature: &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;But I haven't WARMED up my VOICE...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: italic; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: italic; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Stitch Head:&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt; I heard you singing this morning! It put a crack in the dungeon wall!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: italic; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: italic; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Just a few questions! It will make a lovely 'profile piece'. Now, what would you like to do when you grow up?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: italic; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: italic; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;The Creature: &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;Hey, NOW she's asking how OLD you are! Tee HEE! She thinks you're a BABY! You should TELL her you're OLDER than SHE is. Seriously, how old ARE you? 63 and a half?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: italic; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: italic; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;What really spooks you?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: italic; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: italic; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Stitch Head: &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;Visitors! Visitors spook me! Please, go away... Come on Creature, let's hide in the shadows 'til she leaves...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: italic; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: italic; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;The Creature: &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;GREAT! I LOVE hiding in shadows! I THINK...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i style="background-color: orange; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i style="background-color: white;"&gt;******&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i style="background-color: white;"&gt;So I didn't really get anywhere with that interview - I never even made it past the Great Door. There seemed to be a lot of commotion and I heard something about quiche, but I wasn't offered any (rude). I was simply trying to give Stitch Head his moment in the limelight, but it seems he prefers to stay in the shadows. Guy Bass was much friendlier. I would like to say a massive monster-shaped THANK YOU to him for writing this! I think you will agree it is not only spooktastic, but also utterly great.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i style="background-color: orange; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2&gt;&lt;i style="background-color: orange; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a name="withinblogger"&gt;The Gruesome Gregg Olsen&lt;/a&gt;&lt;h2\&gt;&lt;/h2\&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ond9TjWvLSA/Tq2S6amH_WI/AAAAAAAAAK0/-zEghoTR8aE/s1600/envy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="305" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ond9TjWvLSA/Tq2S6amH_WI/AAAAAAAAAK0/-zEghoTR8aE/s320/envy.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Envy by Gregg Olsen is the first in the Empty Coffin series. The series stars Hayley and Taylor Ryan, 15-year-old twins from Port Gamble in Washington (also known as Empty Coffin, after a town legend) who turn crime-solvers when a grisly event occurs in their town. Envy begins with the twins' friend Katelyn found dead in the bath. Was it an accident? Suicide? Murder? As Hayley and Taylor investigate, it becomes clear that many of the residents of Port Gamble have secrets, and little do the girls know they are getting closer to the darkest secret of all. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;First I will say I bloody loved this book. The mystery is cleverly written and makes you desperate to know what happened. This is heightened by the multiple perspectives - you are constantly jumping into the minds of different Port Gamble residents, which gradually feeds you pieces of the puzzle and also informs your view of other characters. The characters seemed very real to me - the teen girls make flippant remarks and sarcastic jokes about Katelyn's death to cover up how upset and disturbed they are, which I felt was a realistic presentation of the way people react to tragedy. The book therefore had a vein of dark humour running through it, which is not always the case in the paranormal YA realm. This was added to by the Ryan family, who have a crime writer father and so discuss things like autopsy over breakfast.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Although there is a paranormal edge to the book, everything is rooted in the real and the possible. The everyday reality of the town and, as I've just mentioned, the characters, makes anything creepy that happens is more creepy - because it seems possible. There is also a real crime case behind the book - a girl in the US who was tormented by someone online - which makes the story feel directly and uncomfortable relevant. I also found interesting the book's exploration of the different ways people interact in real life and online. The book is full of texts and IM conversations, where you see how characters express themselves in a way that may hide or obscure what they are really thinking. More creepily, social media allows them to create online selves that they can hide behind to say things they would never say in real life.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Overall this is a dark, clever and tension-filled thriller and the start of a tremendously exciting series. I was lucky enough to interview Gregg for Armadillo Magazine - like the Ryans, we discussed murder over breakfast. For now I will give you his top five audience questions from his UK book tour:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_7VFGcte050/Tq25uXr2nsI/AAAAAAAAAK8/kZXRXCQ3uW0/s1600/gregg_olsen.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_7VFGcte050/Tq25uXr2nsI/AAAAAAAAAK8/kZXRXCQ3uW0/s200/gregg_olsen.jpg" width="158" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;1. Do you know Justin Beiber? (Nope. But I can sing a little of Baby!)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;2. Can you do an English accent for us? (Kinda sorta!)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;3.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;If you could write any book other than your own, which one? (Harry Potter because I’d be rich!)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;4.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;Why do you like writing for young adults? (Because they still dream and our open to a world of possibilities. Older people, not as much!)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;5.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;Are your twin daughters Mary Kate and Ashley? (Wrong Olsen twins!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i style="background-color: orange; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-create.g?blogID=3780956751632984748" name="the-eerie-emily-bone"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2&gt;&lt;i style="background-color: orange; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a name="emilybone"&gt;The Eerie Emily Bone&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-d1oSNZSfe20/Tq3Fn_3yNvI/AAAAAAAAALU/R_8kALxAiIg/s1600/emily.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-d1oSNZSfe20/Tq3Fn_3yNvI/AAAAAAAAALU/R_8kALxAiIg/s1600/emily.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Monsters&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Monsters are everywhere, not just under the bed. Often they are in books, and if they are well-written monsters they will then follow you around for a few months, scaring you to death every time you go to the bathroom alone.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;There are mythological monsters, hybrid monsters, alien-monsters, supernatural monsters, and many more. But monsters are not just for scaring. Sometimes monsters are there to make you think (although often they’re a little scary as well). Sometimes monsters are nameless and voiceless, and really only exist in your head (or the head of the character), and sometimes monsters are people.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;In my opinion every book needs a monster, otherwise, when it comes down to it, what’s the point? How could we relate to a book where monsters didn’t exist? Even in love stories there has to be a rat or two. A book without a monster would be like Cinderella without the Ugly Sisters; a life without a care in the world. Maybe it’s just me, but I need monsters in my stories for catharsis (and sometimes just for fun).&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I couldn’t commit to a ‘Top 5 Monsters’ list, so I’ve settled for just offering up some of my favourites. I’m pretty sure I’ll change my mind before this is up on Liz’s blog but sometimes in life you have to make tough decisions. So, in no particular order, here goes…&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;1.      The Balrog of Moria from Lord of the Rings&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6KX2TbR5pxE/Tq6MGIH0j8I/AAAAAAAAAME/nROOtZL1Sxc/s1600/Balrog.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6KX2TbR5pxE/Tq6MGIH0j8I/AAAAAAAAAME/nROOtZL1Sxc/s200/Balrog.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I love Lord of the Rings, but deciding which monster to name as my favourite from the trilogy was a tricky one. In the end, I must confess, the films made my decision as I think the Balrog scene with Gandalf is one of the best scenes in the films. I also like the monster-connotations of the Balrog; that deep, dark, shadow that we all fear, that makes our stomachs drop, that fills us with dread. Also, Gollum gets beaten by a hobbit, the Orcs get beaten by all sorts, even Sauron is tricked into his demise. The Balrog is only felled by a wizard who dies after the ordeal, top trumps says Balrog wins.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;2.      Frankenstein’s Monster from Frankenstein&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mNLX2DAMWcw/Tq6MK5vF92I/AAAAAAAAAMM/0h-DotKE5lY/s1600/Frankenstein9_1833302b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="125" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mNLX2DAMWcw/Tq6MK5vF92I/AAAAAAAAAMM/0h-DotKE5lY/s200/Frankenstein9_1833302b.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Now here is a perfect example of a monster who makes you think (but is also a bit scary). Discussions on a range of topics from prejudice to opinions on creating artificial life all surround this monster, who is surely one of the most educated and articulate monsters in literature. Mostly though I like it for the same reason I like ugly animals. There’s just something about the monster that makes me think…aw…have a cuddle.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;3. The Other Mother from Coraline&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-j2wSpKWipFI/Tq6Mfy5h-TI/AAAAAAAAAMU/zbUbBgGV3lo/s1600/Coraline_OtherMother-thumb-550x332-12845.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="120" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-j2wSpKWipFI/Tq6Mfy5h-TI/AAAAAAAAAMU/zbUbBgGV3lo/s200/Coraline_OtherMother-thumb-550x332-12845.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The Other Mother is surely one of the most terrifying monsters there is. We all think the grass might be greener on the other side from time to time, but be careful what you wish for folks because there might not always be a friendly cat there to warn you of the danger over the fence (or through the bricked up, locked door in the drawing room). The Other Mother is wonderfully creepy and the perfect monster-you-love-to-beat because she’s plain and simple evil, no catches.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;4. Grendel from Beowulf&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wQerOtAeNMQ/Tq6MjeAKowI/AAAAAAAAAMc/uKHjRgEcaGU/s1600/grendel.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="116" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wQerOtAeNMQ/Tq6MjeAKowI/AAAAAAAAAMc/uKHjRgEcaGU/s200/grendel.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Grendel on the other hand, is just doing what comes naturally to him. It must be a bit of a pain, but if you’ve got a monster for your neighbour you should probably keep the noise down in the mead hall. Grendel is a good old-fashioned ‘kill them and eat them’ kind of monster. It’s possible that he’s greedy, maybe vengeful, maybe just a bit grouchy, but I wouldn’t really call him evil. Of course killing is evil, but Grendel is only evil in the way nature can be cruel. He’s a monster, give him a break.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;5. The BFG from The BFG&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mvPpb5K7vSU/Tq6NE3CeDFI/AAAAAAAAAMk/PrSaeubnXTY/s1600/Roald_Dahls_BFG.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mvPpb5K7vSU/Tq6NE3CeDFI/AAAAAAAAAMk/PrSaeubnX
