Tue, Aug. 2nd, 2005

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Seven years ago, ten-year-old Gwen Cooke was found wandering on the beach at midnight; her stories of a dark-eyed Gypsy boy caused so many rumors that her family moved out of town. Now seventeen, Gwen is back to help out her grandmother for the summer. She's trying to cope with what happened all those years ago, but her grandmother's tales of selkies and her attraction to Jesse, a mysterious dark-eyed boy who shows up out of the blue, aren't helping much.

I wanted to like this book much more than I actually did. While I have liked books that have combined the modern YA coming-of-age story with the supernatural (Margaret Mahy's The Changeover, Annette Curtis Klause's The Silver Kiss), I don't think that this book is quite so good at bringing together the disparate elements. Gwen and her friends are very contemporary, but the feel of the ocean-side town Gwen's grandmother lives in is of a place not quite anchored in time. These two factors alone would be ok, except Gwen seems to adapt much too quickly to the little town (and having no computer or internet, gasp!) than I would expect someone of her age to, and the assumption does seem to be that the book is set in the present-day.

The clash between the traditional and the modern is even more jarring when the romance begins. Jesse's true self is pretty obvious from the start to the reader, so I think Farley relies on Gwen's skepticism to propel the story forward and keep the mystery going. Unfortunately, Farley also needs Gwen to be sufficiently attracted to Jesse for the story to work, and the combination of attraction and skepticism really doesn't work for me. To be honest, if I were a normal teenager right now (as opposed to a rather decidedly odd twenty-some-person), I would be pretty freaked out by some random guy who came up to me and claimed to be my mate, no matter how deep and dark and pretty his eyes were.

Come to think of it, I would probably think that even as a rather decidedly odd twenty-some-person.

Also, I feel like I would be a bit off put to discover that said guy was up for life-long commitment, especially if I were still in high school. Maybe that's just me though.

I think I would have bought into it more if there had been some sort of disparity between the modern day and the ancient myth, but there's just enough to highlight that the strange boundary exists, but not enough to actually create a problematic divide.
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The status of my mucus: the cough has now migrated up from the chest to the throat, which is good because it means I don't have bronchitis (knock on wood). It is bad because it means there is nothing more to cough up but my throat itches so much I wish I could turn it inside out and give it a good scratching. However, I just cough dry coughs that make me gasp for air or tear the inner throat membranes, whatever those are.

Also, now I have a runny nose. So I can't breathe through my nose, because of that. And I can't breathe through my mouth, for fear of coughing.

Someone please shoot me now.

Well... except...

*does the dance of mail gettage*

I got mail!

Good mail! [livejournal.com profile] rachelmanija, I got your package! Joy! Manga! And there is a little rat drawing in the card which is the Cutest Thing Ever!

(three surefire ways into my heart: free food, good book recs, frequently expressed and very vocal love for my rats. If I ever spawn, I will obviously be the most annoying mother ever.)

And I got a review copy of a book that I shall be reviewing for The Broadsheet. For free. Someone actually mailed me a book just because they wanted to see what I would say about it. I feel all professional reviewer-y now. Weird. The strange thing is that the publisher person apparently requested me...? No clue. Don't actually know what that means -- do I read like I give very nice reviews maybe? I am also scared now that I will dislike the book. And the letter with the book from the editor indicates that a) she has actually read my reviews, b) she quotes from them and c) she is trying to make personal connections too. Which is nice! I mean, I am not complaining! I am just very weirded out!

Because, you know, I am just a random person blathering on over here in LJland, and I am not quite sure how I ended up reviewing on the Broadsheet (besides having those mystical connection things, also courtesy of LJland), and now some editor is writing to me like my opinion actually matters, and really, it is all quite strange.

And I start to ramble! As I am wont to do )
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Tue, Aug. 2nd, 2005 10:36 pm
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I succumb to LJ fashion and post a poll.

Actually, I am really bored and want to be distracted from my drippy nose and sore throat.

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