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In My Mailbox {2}

In My Mailbox is an amazing weekly meme hosted by Kristi from The Story Siren that features the books we have received during the week.

Here are the books I bought this week:


Exposed by Kimberly Marcus

Source: bought from Powerbooks

n the dim light of the darkroom, I’m alone, but not for long.
As white turns to gray, Kate is with me.
The background of the dance studio blurred, so the focus is all on her
legs extended in a perfect soaring split.
The straight line to my squiggle,
my forever-best friend.

Sixteen-year-old Liz Grayson is photogirl—sharp, focused and ready to take the world by storm with her camera. But Liz’s entire life is called into question when her brother is accused of a crime—and the accuser is Liz’s own best friend. As the aftershocks from that accusation rip through Liz’s world, everything she thought she knew about photography, family, friendship and herself, shifts out of focus. And for the first time in her life, Liz finds herself unable to trust her own point of view. Told in stunning, searingly raw free verse,  Exposed is Kimberly Marcus’s gut-wrenching, riveting debut and will appeal to fans of Ellen Hopkins, Laurie Halse Anderson and Virginia Euwer Wolff.


So Shelly by Ty Roth

Source: bought from Powerbooks

Until now, high school junior, John Keats, has only tiptoed near the edges of the vortex that is schoolmate and literary prodigy, Gordon Byron. That is, until their mutual friend, Shelly, drowns in a sailing accident.

After stealing Shelly’s ashes from her wake at Trinity Catholic High School, the boys set a course for the small Lake Erie island where Shelly’s body had washed ashore and to where she wished to be returned. It would be one last “so Shelly” romantic quest. At least that’s what they think. As they navigate around the obstacles and resist temptations during their odyssey, Keats and Gordon glue together the shattered pieces of Shelly’s and their own pasts while attempting to make sense of her tragic and premature end.


Vesper by Jeff Sampson

Source: bought from Fully Booked

Emily Webb is a geek. And she’s happy that way. Content hiding under hoodies and curling up to watch old horror flicks, she’s never been the kind of girl who sneaks out for midnight parties. And she’s definitely not the kind of girl who starts fights or flirts with other girls’ boyfriends. Until one night Emily finds herself doing exactly that . . . the same night one of her classmates—also named Emily—is found mysteriously murdered.

The thing is, Emily doesn’t know why she’s doing any of this. By day, she’s the same old boring Emily, but by night, she turns into a thrill seeker. With every nightfall, Emily gets wilder until it’s no longer just her personality that changes. Her body can do things it never could before: Emily is now strong, fast, and utterly fearless. And soon Emily realizes that she’s not just coming out of her shell . . . there’s something much bigger going on. Is she bewitched by the soul of the other, murdered Emily? Or is Emily Webb becoming something else entirely— something not human?

As Emily hunts for answers, she finds out that she’s not the only one this is happening to—some of her classmates are changing as well. Who is turning these teens into monsters—and how many people will they kill to get what they want?


What do you have in your mailbox?


Slapdash Stories {1}

What is Slapdash Stories?

It’s a weekly, Saturday meme hosted by Lindsi at Books, Sweets, and other Treats

It’s simple. Grab your current read (or something you will be reading), and choose your favorite/random sentence from page 25. Do the same thing on pages 50, 75, 100, 125, 150, 175 and 200. Stack the sentences in numerical order and see what story unfolds. (It’s okay if your book doesn’t have 200 pages, but most books do.) And no spoiler sentences!

This is my first time to try this…  So here it goes…

So Shelly by Ty Roth
He was only fourteen years old, but at six feet and two inches tall, he could have easily passed for a college boy. (p 25)  Without a heads-up of any kind, she whipped the Tracker left into an open-all-night Denny’s, then right into a vacant parking space, before pressing purposely too heavily on the break, abruptly engaging Gordon’s seat belt, which pressed hard into his collarbone. (p 50)  Gordon spent much of those months driving with Catherine from one bookstore to the next for signings and meets and greets. (p 75)  Gordon reached inside and pulled out a handful of eight-track tapes, holding them as if he were handling recently unearthed dinosaur bones. (p 100)  “What did it look like?” (p 125)  I couldn’t even begin to imagine what he had in store for me. (p 150)  When Shelly lifted her eyes from the newsprint, it was as though she had been born again, and I actually thought that she was speaking in tongues.  (p 175)  We were friends. (p 200)  “Sort of.” (p 225)  “I know.  It was stupid.” (p 250)  We ran to the door and looked out past the dock toward the north, where we could see a cigarette boat, at least forty feet long, with its bow high out of the water and throwing a massive wake as it sped directly toward us. (p 275)  “That’s cool,” Gordon interrupted. (p 300)