"For us, our house is not insentient matter—it has a heart, and a soul, and eyes to see us with; and approvals, and solicitudes, and deep sympathies; it is of us, and we are in its confidence, and live in its grace and in the peace of its benediction. We never come home from an absence that its face does not light up and speak out its eloquent welcome—and we can not enter it unmoved."
—Mark Twain, 1896
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Saturday, August 14, 2010

Percolations

Where does she find all these books?
Holy cow, just when I thought I was out………
this wickedly dark YA book pulls me back in.

On September 14, 2010, I will begin a new journey with new friends: Otto, who is the oldest and the oddest, always wears a black scarf that his missing mother left him (there are some creepy rumors floating around about what happened to her); Lucia (pronounced the Italian way), is always and forever wishing for something interesting to happen; and lastly is Max. Max is the know-it-all. The kind of kid who knows so many things that he gets on people's nerves.

All three siblings, living what they think is an ordinary life, are eccentric and incredibly bizarre. One of them is the narrator of this book (the reader is explicitly not told which one), he/she recounts their story revealing the characters as he/she sees them...which I suspect may be a bit off kilter from the small snippets of teasers that I‘ve read.

I love eccentric and bizarre.
Don’t you?
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