Both the text and illustration are lovely. I even teared up a bit. As a book for children it felt more like a reassurance than a story, and I am beginBoth the text and illustration are lovely. I even teared up a bit. As a book for children it felt more like a reassurance than a story, and I am beginning to lose patience with therapy disguised as picture books. ...more
12-year-old Jo sets off to hike a 100+ mile trail along Lake Superior with her mother. They are both recovering from the desertion of Jo’s dad, when h12-year-old Jo sets off to hike a 100+ mile trail along Lake Superior with her mother. They are both recovering from the desertion of Jo’s dad, when he left them for another family.
The hiking portions made a great story, the 100+ therapy session was pedantic, boring, and annoying. ...more
A sweet tale of a bat having his head swayed by a more colorful life. In the end, he goes back to what works for him, but not before gathering a new fA sweet tale of a bat having his head swayed by a more colorful life. In the end, he goes back to what works for him, but not before gathering a new friend and hobby.
I found myself consumed with giggles throughout this book.
Wahoo, a young man with more sense than the name he was given, is tasked with keeping his iI found myself consumed with giggles throughout this book.
Wahoo, a young man with more sense than the name he was given, is tasked with keeping his impulsive father, Mickey, out of danger from both is treacherous occupation as an animal wrangler and his own smart-ass mouth. Father and son sign on to help with a reality survival show filming an episode in the Everglades, in a last ditch effort to save their home from the bank. The term Survival needs to be used loosely, as the most dangerous moment of the show’s headliner, Derek Badger’s, day is whether his imported bottled water is chilled to his liking. Before heading to the location site, Wahoo picks up, Tuna, a friend from school, who needs to hide from her abusive father. Forces of stupidity collided when male egos are left to run amok.
I’m on a quest this year to read a backlist book from each of the eleven genres in our fiction section. One I didn’t get read when I purchased it, or one from the opening collection from five years ago when our school first opened. I had this in mystery next to Hoot and Flush, but I plan to move it to adventure, as the only mystery here is how stupid two of the men in this book can be. ...more