In My Mailbox #2

In My Mailbox was created by the Story Siren but Alea inspired her to create it so, thank you Alea and Kristi!

I got Faery Rebels: Spell Hunter from Rebecca Anderson. Thanks Rebecca!

Forget everything you think you know about faeries. . . .

Creatures full of magic and whimsy?

Not in the Oakenwyld. Not anymore.

Deep inside the great Oak lies a dying faery realm, bursting with secrets instead of magic. Long ago the faeries mysteriously lost their magic. Robbed of their powers, they have become selfish and dull-witted. Now their numbers are dwindling and their very survival is at stake.

Only one young faery—Knife—is determined to find out where her people's magic has gone and try to get it back. Unlike her sisters, Knife is fierce and independent. She's not afraid of anything—not the vicious crows, the strict Faery Queen, or the fascinating humans living nearby. But when Knife disobeys the Faery Queen and befriends a human named Paul, her quest becomes more dangerous than she realizes. Can Knife trust Paul to help, or has she brought the faeries even closer to the brink of destruction?

Talented newcomer R. J. Anderson creates an extraordinary new fantasy world and weaves a gripping tale of lost magic, high adventure, and surprising friendship in which the fate of an entire realm rests on the shoulders of one brave faery rebel.

 

This week I bought one book called Generation Dead By: Daniel Waters.

Phoebe Kendall is just your typical Goth girl with a crush. He's strong and silent...and dead.

All over the country, a strange phenomenon is occurring. Some teenagers who die aren't staying dead. But when they come back to life, they are no longer the same. Feared and misunderstood, they are doing their best to blend into a society that doesn't want them.

The administration at Oakvale High attempts to be more welcoming of the "differently biotic." But the students don't want to take classes or eat in the cafeteria next to someone who isn't breathing. And there are no laws that exist to protect the "living impaired" from the people who want them to disappear--for good.

When Phoebe falls for Tommy Williams, the leader of the dead kids, no one can believe it; not her best friend, Margi, and especially not her neighbor, Adam, the star of the football team. Adam has feelings for Phoebe that run much deeper than just friendship; he would do anything for her. But what if protecting Tommy is the one thing that would make her happy?

I also got Sea Change from Aimee Friedman! Thanks Aimee!!!

16-year-old Miranda Merchant is great at science...and not so great with boys. After major drama with her boyfriend and (now ex) best friend, she's happy to spend the summer on small, grandmother's estate.

There, Miranda finds new friends and an island with a mysterious, mystical history, presenting her with facts her logical, scientific mind can't make sense of. She also meets Leo, who challenges everything she thought she knew about boys, friendship...and reality.

Is Leo hiding something? Or is he something that she never could have imagined?

The I got Gert Garibaldi’s Rants And Raves: One Butt Cheek At A Time and the author Amber Kizer sent it to me and signed it. So thank you Amber!

Everyone knows that high school is the best part if life. (You’re kidding, right? Here’s the deal High School sucks.)

But poor Gert Garibaldi is struggling to fit in. (If I’m struggling, it’s to survive , not fit in. Who wants to be a “pops” or a “giggle”?) Her best friend, Adam, has made a new close friend (Holy Mother Of Homos, they’re gay, not Hallmark cards) , and Gert can’t seem to understand “guy talk.” (It’s not the talking I have a problem with, it’s the leaving me out.) Gert has a huge crush on the gorgeous (don’t forget perfect!) Lucas but can’t seem to express her feelings to him. And meanwhile, Stephen—a fellow “brain” (Caps, people. Caps-it Brain, as in we use them) in Gert’s history class—asks Gert out but makes a horribly inappropriate gesture on the dance floor (are we talking the speed-of-light kiss or the other thing? You know , when we slow dance?).

Who knows what could happen next? (I turn sixteen, get my license, learn to pluck my brows correctly, and pretty much decide I can survive. Maybe. I’m not sure about the last part.)

 

So that is all I got this week. What did you get?