Like most people, I have a particular type of book that I lean toward: usually its fantasy, it always has a strong female protagonist, and it tends to be over 400 pages. You might be surprised to know (as I was!) that not everyone likes these types of books, gasp. So as a reviewer and a librarian I have been asked to review and recommend books that I would normally not otherwise even glance at. When I first started doing this, I was a bit unsure of myself. I mean, if I haven’t read much in a genre, how can I give a quality evaluation of a book? Maybe all historical fiction novels have long winded expository explanations, maybe all nonfiction books are uncomprehendingly boring, and people just happen to like that. Who am I to judge? Well, as my editor so wisely pointed out to me, I sort of get paid to do just that, a position I am still getting used to. Nonetheless, once I stepped out of my comfort zone, I realized my preconceived notions of other genres most likely originate from my adolescent years in which The Sign of the Beaver was considered intriguing historical fiction (apologies to anyone who enjoyed that book, but it turned me off from signs, beavers, and basically all of nature and history for a very long time). All of this is a very elaborate introduction to books I am reading or have read lately, and many of my compatriots will be pleased to know not a single books is over 400 pages.
The Evolution of Calpurnia Tate by Jacqueline Kelly
I spent most of the time reading this book waiting for a flaw, an imperfection that would legitimize my initial “ew, that is going to be so sweet, I’ll get diabetes” reaction. There was not a one, people. Sure, the spunky female heroine defying the gender norms of the day has been done before, but not like this. Calpurnia is delightfully complex, at once a tomboy who loves nature, a jealous sibling, a young girl seeking approval, and at times even a fashionista who enjoys the luxuries of nice gloves. Her relationship with her grandfather in believable in its lovable awkwardness and strange intensity, and the fact that (SPOLER ALERT) the guy doesn’t die, isn’t an alcoholic, and is just an all around quirky character was a relief. Kelly could have gone a million different ways here, all which would have turned the story into a saccharine tear jerker, but her careful restraint and effort to stay true to Calpurnia makes this book a real treasure. I sure hope the Newberry committee is looking at this one.
Leo and the Lesser Lion by Sandra Forrester
After Bayliss recovers from the boating accident that killed her adored big brother, she is intent on leading a purposeful life as she struggles with survivor’s guilt. The story is set in the South during the Depression and while it is a bit kitschy at times, the overall story is a heartwarming tale of one family’s struggle with grief. I cried. Alot. but I also laughed quite a bit too, because Bayliss is one of the smartest, funniest girls I have seen in fiction for this age group in a while. I particularly enjoyed when she decided the best way to atone for her survival was to become a nun and the best way to do that was to read about saints only to discover that the only parts of the saints’ lives she really enjoyed reading about were the times that happened before the saints repented – in other words, the sinning.
Truce by Jim Murphy
This man should just write the history curriculum for high schoolers, he makes history come alive. He just rocks. This latest work is about the spontaneous Christmas truce that happened on the battlefields of World War I, when soldiers on both sides came out of the trenches to celebrate the holiday in No Man’s Land. Murphy does an excellent job of giving enough background on the war itself while focusing on this one momentous piece of history. I cried again, and nonfiction has never, ever made me cry unless it was out of boredom.
The Story of Snow by Mark Cassino
Absolutely gorgeous illustrations accompany this delightful treatise on the nature of snow. This is the perfect kids nonfiction book: plenty of info, varied text sizes, beautiful pictures, and an appealing subject. I had no idea that snow actually requires a fleck of something that is not snow to become snow. Weird. It makes me look forward to winter.
Did you notice how my opinions suddenly needed less text at the end there? Yeah, I tire easily….
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