Showing posts with label YA. Show all posts
Showing posts with label YA. Show all posts

Sunday, March 22, 2015

Emphatically Grade A

A.J. Lape, Grade A Stupid (The Darcy Walker Series Book 1), 2012.  


[As of this posting, the Kindle edition is FREE on Amazon-- which is where I obtained my copy!]

"The Valley of the Shadow of Death called today, and I understand you happened across a dead body," says dear old dad.  But not only does 15-year-old Darcy Walker discover a corpse in the dumpster; she also climbs in-- regardless of the horrible stench, yucky stuff that may or may not be refried beans, and all she's heard about DNA evidence-- to make sure that the guy isn't (somehow) still alive.

Because that's what Darcy does.  The insane, reckless, confrontational, big-hearted thing that lands her in it and digs her in deeper.  Every. Single. Time.


(She also wears sweats to school, eats corn dogs, hangs out with garbage pickers, and chronically underachieves due to low self-esteem plus a possible case of ADD.)

And it's Darcy's first-person voice that makes this book, well, addictive.  When I began the first chapter and encountered what seemed a typical YA love triangle-- two improbably handsome and muscular teenaged boys vying for the heroine-- I might have thrown the whole thing aside if it weren't for such first-chapter lines as

"...[H]e's Liam-freaking-Woods.  It's not a good sign when you have a middle name of freaking.  It's just not." 
"I had a beef to take up with the universe if and when I ever made it to the Principal's Office in the sky.  It was my opinion people should be as revolting on the outside as they were on the inside." 
"I was codependent, people.  No one had to shove a psychology book in my face."

Wisecracking, insecure, self-aware Darcy kept me turning those pages until the adrenaline-pumping plotline kicked in, when of course the pages seemed to fly!  I truly enjoyed this YA mystery/thriller; and I can't wait to read further in the series out of a genuine interest in this heroine.  Whatever happens to her?  She's... astonishing.

And about the mystery part:  I did NOT see that coming!  Perfect, poignant ending, too.

Tuesday, August 26, 2014

Wallowing in New Moon (Meyer)

"Many women fixate on Bella's trauma in New Moon," observes journalist Tanya Erzen in Fanpire: The Twilight Saga and the Women Who Love It (2012) , p. 41.

True of me.

While officially contemptuous (of controlling boyfriends and all-consuming relationships), I confess to having devoured the entire Twilight series; and I'll also admit that New Moon, a book that I've wanted to throw across the room ("Bella, stop all this co-dependency and get a hobby!!") is the one that catches my imagination.  Yes, I've found myself dwelling on Bella's emotional pain and wanting to rub Edward's nose in the full extent of it...  If only Bella had some expressive talent!  Violinist?  She might perform Mendelssohn in public--venting all of that grief and fury-- while Edward and the entire Cullen family gasp at the wreck she's become. Seriously, I've listened to that concerto and constructed an entire scene.

And apparently I'm not alone.  According to Erzen, adult women find Bella's pain especially compelling because Bella has permission to wallow.  She can rage and scream; she can descend into a nearly catatonic state; she can sleepwalk through four whole months.  And no one blames her.  On the contrary, her dad tells her that he's never seen anyone try so hard!

As a mom, I really don't have the time and space to indulge my emotions.  Little ones need me, regardless of how I feel-- and so anything negative needs to be pushed down or shunted aside.  I have to get up in the morning.  I have to smile.  I have to listen to others and exercise patience.  If I did otherwise, there would consequences and plenty of blame, too.  Well-deserved blame.

I'd never thought about it before reading Erzen's book, but-- yes, this is why I'll sometimes return to  New Moon.  The catharsis, the vicarious experience of acting out those feelings and finding only acceptance... Fanpire has me pegged!

As a middle-aged wife and mom.

Friday, August 8, 2014

Life Lessons from Betsy (Warrington Ray)


As a child, I loved Maud Hart Lovelace's Betsy~Tacy series; and as an adult, I still return to it--particularly the last three books, Betsy and Joe, Betsy and the Great World, and Betsy's Wedding-- for doses of comfort, optimism, and, yes, even wisdom.  To expand upon this last point, here are seven solid, healthy morals (so to speak) gleaned from Betsy Ray's adventures:


1.  Embrace the hide-and-seek of life.
"'I found myself out there,' Betsy had declared more than once. 
"Yes, but back at the University she had lost herself again.  Was life always like that?  she wondered. A game of hide and seek in which you only occasionally found the person you wanted to be?"  
(Betsy and the Great World, p. 16.)
Perhaps it's sad to say, but I still experience this feeling as a middle-aged mom!  Now and then for a moment I'm the parent I aimed to be, the wife I vowed to be, the scholar I'd planned to become.  Sometimes I'm even comfortable inhabiting my own character:  owning up to what I really enjoy, expressing (tactfully, I hope!) a controversial opinion, and admitting faults without flagellating myself.

But more often than not, I struggle to find my center.

There's a barrage of expectations to sort out; there's failure, and then recovery from failure; there are the endless practical details of life  ("Mama, have to go potty!").  At times I feel that I'm one person for my children, another for my grad school friends, quite another for my in-laws, etc., etc.  And then I run into myself and we have to get acquainted all over again.

Betsy gets this.



2. There is such a thing as the person you were meant to be.

Betsy is a writer, truly and inevitably.  It's a vocation.

Perhaps this isn't deep; and perhaps an identity shaped on "what I do" can seem inadequate today, when so many women work outside the home.  But, both in the time the series is set (c. 1900-1917) and the era of its writing (1955), there was daring in assigning vocation (beyond motherhood) to women; and even today, there is daring in the affirmation that each person has a unique call, something that they were meant to be and do.  (Darn it, we're just so used to options...!)

And Betsy has the guts to own it.  Early on, she calls herself a writer and adopts a writer's discipline.  Going abroad at age 21, she introduces herself as such-- despite being middle class, Midwestern, and about as avant-garde as Wisconsin cheese.  How many aspiring writers today hesitate to call themselves what they are, for fear that someone might think them overreaching-- or worse, trapped in an adolescent fantasy?


3.  The social whirl (and other nonessential busy-ness) distract and obscure that person.

When she's sad and depressed, Betsy-- much more extroverted than I-- tries to escape into her social calendar.   What she really needs, however, is to slow down, implement a schedule, and focus on what's important.  (In Betsy and Joe she does this at the Taggarts' farm; and in Betsy and the Great World, in Munich and Venice.)


4On the other hand, the right relationships support you in living-- and growing-- as that person.
"'You want to be a writer.  You want that more than anything else in the world.' 
"'No,' Betsy interrupted.  'There's one thing I want more, Joe.  I want to be a good wife to you-- and a good mother to our children.' 
"Joe patted her cheek.  'We'll put it this way.  You are a writer. . . . '"  (Betsy's Wedding, p. 106). 
With Joe (also a writer), Tacy, Tib, Julia, and her parents, Betsy feels accepted and supported.  In the series' later books, these bedrock relationships help her to overcome distractions (such as the collegiate social life) and personal failures.

But I wish that a subsequent book had addressed the issue of uniting/balancing the identities of "writer" and "mom"!



5. A lot of people out there in the "Great World" are playing a part.

Mr. O'Farrell flirts with Betsy onboard ship, despite having a wife and children waiting at home; the baroness Helena von Wandersee suffers from poverty and the alcoholism of her father, and yet-- trapped by a noblewoman's role-- refuses to rub elbows with the middle class.

In a related, broader point:  appearance is no guide to reality.  The one American millionaire whom Betsy meets abroad is "so plain ordinary nice" that she has no clue (Betsy and the Great World, p. 344).

Her education in these truths is gentle, but effective.
  


6. Hard work, perseverance, and self-discipline make all the difference.

While Betsy has a flair for writing, the books make clear that hard work makes the writer.  She creates a schedule-- and sticks to it.  Her stories are rejected again and again, but she keeps them moving through the mail.  Moments of success are the culmination of many discouragements.
  


7. Prayer helps.  Really helps!

While the Betsy~Tacy series isn't overtly religious, at crucial moments Betsy (a Congregationalist turned Episcopalian) looks to God for clarity. I'm thinking particularly of the instance, in Betsy's Wedding, when she and Joe have their first major disagreement.  Amid the ongoing household tension, Betsy goes to church for the first time in months-- and there, she finds her answer.

True to theme, that answer consists in supporting Joe in being the best version of himself.  "If she needed him, or someone in her own family needed him, how would she like Joe not being Joe?  What would it be like, not to be sure, always, that Joe would do whatever he thought was right?"  Moreover, in realizing this "[s]he felt all right.  She felt like herself" (pp. 177-8).

I appreciate that Betsy~Tacy stops short of preaching; and I love that it affirms the action of grace.


Someday, I hope, my daughters and I will share these books-- but until then, I'll curl up and enjoy them during nap time, with a cup of the cafe au lait that Betsy learns to order ("Mitte, bitte") in Munich.


Happy Friday, everyone!! 

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