Pages: 256 pages
Publisher: Soho Teen (August 12, 2014)
National Book Award-finalist Adele Griffin tells the fully illustrated story of a brilliant young artist, her mysterious death, and the fandom that won’t let her go.
From the moment she stepped foot in NYC, Addison Stone’s subversive street art made her someone to watch, and her violent drowning left her fans and critics craving to know more. I conducted interviews with those who knew her best—including close friends, family, teachers, mentors, art dealers, boyfriends, and critics—and retraced the tumultuous path of Addison’s life. I hope I can shed new light on what really happened the night of July 28.
Today’s post will be slightly different! Those of us participating in this blog tour were asked to create (whether it be write, draw, paint, etc.) something as an homage to Addison Stone as if we knew her. I am choosing to write a tribute, not as a character from the book, but as someone of my own creation.
I only ever met Addison once. Once, though, is all it takes for someone to become engrained into your subconscious, especially when you’re talking about someone as potent as Addison Stone. I was in the City visiting my cousin, Marie-Claire, following Christmas into the New Year; I’d always dreaded these visits because really, who can actually stand to be around MC? Biggest gossip, if there ever was one. And I mean, look, MC buries it deep that I’m not rich and famous like her. She always introduces me to people under a different name, as someone who’s not related to her.
I was forced off to this huge New Years’ Eve bash with her. I wanted to claw some eyes out that night, that’s for sure. The group of people MC hangs with is so far from my comfort zone, like throwing yourself into a lion’s den. But you can’t tell her that; mainly because she’s just like these people. I tried hiding at a table in the back while MC did her thing and some DJ spun into oblivion.
So when this skinny girl dressed in tin foil walks in, balancing haughtily in her platforms that were at least eight inches tall, making her tower over everyone in room, I felt this unexpected draw. It was clear I wasn’t the only one. Everyone stopped when this girl walked in, like she was some sort of goddess to them. Hell if I know anything about the art scene but I knew instantaneously that she was famous, at least to them.
MC just yanked me out of the booth and dragged me all the way up to the girl, introducing her as Addison Stone. Oh,, I thought. MC talked a whole lot about Addison a whole lot of the time. She introduced me as Ginny this time, and something must have flashed in my expression, because my cousin had barely finished speaking when Addison interrupted her. “Cut the bullshit, Marie-Claire,” she said. Her tone was syrupy-sweet, unlike her words. “What’s your real name?”
MC was pretty mad but I was chuffed. I told her and she kept asking questions for several minutes following, like what’s my age, where was I from, what I was interested in.
The whole time, I had this feeling she was drinking me in, desperately trying to grasp parts of me I wasn’t sure existed. At the same time, it was like a piece of her began to slowly attach itself to me. Long after the night ended, long after I went back home and returned to school and my routine, I still couldn’t shake the feeling that Addison Stone was a permanent fixture in my life now.
Even now, after she’s gone, I can still feel her. I only ever met Addison Stone once. How does it only take one time for a person to become engrained into your subconscious?
Reading Level: Young Adult
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Source: Received from author
Three weeks into the school year music junkie Casey Barnes gets a second chance with the mysterious ex-boyfriend whose name she has not even been able to say. In hopes of saving studentkind from the hell that is high school, Casey has been slipping song playlists to fellow students while working in the library. When she gets another chance with her ex, she schemes to win him back by giving him one of the lists. Her plan works, but not quite in the way she hopes, and she realizes that truly winning him back will be a lot harder than choosing some killer songs. Namely, she will need to get the attention of the whole school in a way no one has ever done before.
Casey Barnes Eponymous is the debut novel by award-winning writer E.A. Rigg. For songs of the day and more follow the book on twitter, @CaseyBarnesEpon, or at the Casey Barnes Eponymous page on Facebook.
I never review self-published books. And it’s not because they’re not worthy of my time; really, I just have too many books to read. But when E.A. Rigg, author of Casey Barnes Eponymous, emailed me with her request, it really touched me. Believe it or not, I get a lot of emails from authors, self-pubbed or not, and some of them are just plain generic. When I read the email and learned about Casey’s story, I was definitely interested, especially considering the musical part of the story.
Casey was a great protagonist. She was flawed and funny and she had some awesome music taste! She definitely reminded me of myself in some ways (though I’m not exactly funny, no matter how hard I try to be!). Her complete and utter infatuation with Alex Deal was annoying at times, though. It seemed like it was hard for her to see what a jerk he was.
Which I can completely relate to. >__>
Overall, this was an awesome, quick read! Never mind that it’s self-published. That says nothing about the story in any way. If you’re a music fan, read it. If you’re a contemporary YA novel fan, read it. It’s cheap (only $2.99), it’s fun, and you’ll get a great new playlist out of it! Be sure to check out E.A.’s blog too, to learn more about what she’s up to!
PS.. Sorry I’ve been MIA again! I’ll be making a post soon to elaborate as to what exactly is going on around here.
Reading level: Young Adult
Hardcover: 372 pages
Publisher: Dutton Juvenile (December 2, 2010)
Anna is looking forward to her senior year in Atlanta, where she has a great job, a loyal best friend, and a crush on the verge of becoming more. Which is why she is less than thrilled about being shipped off to boarding school in Paris—until she meets Étienne St. Claire: perfect, Parisian (and English and American, which makes for a swoon-worthy accent), and utterly irresistible. The only problem is that he’s taken, and Anna might be, too, if anything comes of her almost-relationship back home.
As winter melts into spring, will a year of romantic near-misses end with the French kiss Anna—and readers—have long awaited?
Before I picked up Anna and the French Kiss, contemporary wasn’t really my thing. I wasn’t really willing to pick up books like this because reading is an escape for me. Why would I want to read about things that happen to people in the real world? Well, that has changed.
As I read this, I actually felt like I was in France, walking the beautiful streets of Paris with Anna and Etienne, going to the cinema with Anna, visiting the sights with her, and getting fat on pastries and French cuisine. Stephanie created such a perfect story here. I now understand why people were saying that if they could eat this book, they would; I would too! I would not be surprised if it tasted like French pastries either!
Before I read this, I didn’t really understand the fascination with Paris. I mean yes, it’s a beautiful city and all but… why are some people so obsessed with it?! But then I read Anna and I undeniably came down with Parisian Fever. No shame, no shame. I would now kill to go spend time in Paris like Anna did (which will never happen but whatever!). I reblog pictures of Paris on Tumblr like they’re they’re the last thing I’ll ever see. Hah!
Anna was a bit whiny but actually, no more than I find myself to be half the time. And with that, I actually cannot say one bad thing about this book. Well, no… I wish it were longer! The companion novel to Anna and the French Kiss is called Lola and the Boy Next Door, which comes out in September, and I know I’ll be first in line the day it comes out to grab it. I’m quite excited to read more of Stephanie’s writing! Who knows… she may just be one of my new favorite authors…