For everyone that does not go to Brown University here is my review for 'One Year' by Courtney Ella Hrabik.
When I first got the email to write this review I was very surprise that they would want my opinion and then I was flattered because this was the first time I have been personaly asked to review a book.
My first reaction to the book was that it was not a book. Yes it meets the word requirement. But it is lacking almost everything else that makes it a book. Their is no antagonist. Their is no exposition. Their is no raising action. Their is no climax. Their is no falling action. In reality it is a very long story.
What I liked about the story. It was a great story. Courtney Ella once said at reading 'Books are a dying medium. I write for an audience (teenage girls) that would never spend twenty dollars on a book. Yet books are what I am currently writing. So they can't be books any more they have to be experiences. The reader has to be able to relate to the book while never reading it any where else at the same time.' This book is that. From the prologue it was an interesting and unique idea to write around. The character of Loren is the average American teenager but the characters around her are fun and interesting. The situations that the characters are put in are average with a twist. It was also a very easy read. I have a very hectic life between grad school and TAing but I had no trouble finishing this book this week. My sister said she wanted to read it and she hates to read. It was also interesting that at the end of the story she had character bios and explaining each section.
This story is either going to be killed for everything it does not have or Harry Potter popular. If it takes off it may re-write the book on books. If she does that it may screw the majority of writers out there right now because everyone else follows the rule. God knows I could never copy that style so lets hope it does not.
Jan 25, 2011
Jan 15, 2011
Not Throwing Up Tonight
I lay my head down tired as can be
I am just about to enter dream mode when
Something starts to crawl up!
Heart burn in the third degree
Ugghhh! How my stomach twist and turns
Not tonight I say, swallowing constantly
I rub my poor sunk in belly
What could be left, I thought
This was the last straw
Dear God,
It is me again, yes the sheep
That is lost more than found
I just have a few more things to say
I am not throwing up tonight
I am not throwing up any night
I have admitted that I have made mistakes
Not so deep down I am terribly sorry
I hope that one day
Your love will forgive me
I have come to terms with who I am
And it is what I always wanted to be
And hear me now
I am not throwing up tonight
I am not throwing up any night
God, this no longer is a
Request, Plea, or Begging on my knees
This is just how its going to be
I am using my Free Will card
I have been saving it for 19 years
And this is as good time as any
I am not throwing up tonight
I am not throwing up any night
You can tap dance on my bladder all you want
I hope you are hearing me
Because I am shouting on the top of my lungs
Inside this head of mine
So good night God, sleep tight
I know I will for sure
Because I am not throwing up tonight
I am not throwing up any night
Amen
Just like that I started to feel better.
P.S. God... perhaps you could send me little
Reminders from time to time of this night
For tomorrow is a new day
Filled with new fears
And harder challenges
So could you deal me in another Free Will card
For my hand is getting small
An Ode To Sisters
Sisters are strange creatures:
They take without asking
They share without question
They defend without thinking
They bond without realizing
They fight without knowing
They love without boundaries
Yes sisters are strange creatures
But if you have one never let them go!
Getting Out
With every flow of my pen
And word on my page
I am one step closer
To getting out of here
The question is
What happens to me then
As I see it there
Are three paths to take
The Jane Austen Path:
Stuck here forever
A martyr of love
And circumstance
The Thomas Wolf Path:
You can never go home
That life is a high way
And I must travel it
The Jon Bon Jovi Path:
Spend a life time getting out
Only to see its where I always belonged
Who says you can't go home
No matter whick
I will continue to write
So that one day
My chance to get out will come
Critique Me
Dissect my work
Question my word choice
Debate the meaning
Act as if you know
Scrutinize my work
Please, I beg of you
Words
I write the words I can not say
I write the words I should not think
I write the words I must feel
I write these words for without them
Where would I be?
The Dreamer
I am the Dreamer:
The one whose mind never turns off
The one who keeps everyone else entertained
The one who lives their life their own way
The one who see life differently than others
And will one day show the world what I see
Untill then I guess I will keep dreaming
Jan 12, 2011
'One Year' by: Courtney Ella Hrabik
I am so excited about posting my first book review on this site. I am also super excited because I am pretty sure this is the first review of the book. I was very lucky to be one of the lucky fifteen writers who got advance electric comps of the book. Every one else is just going to have to wait un till the book comes out. I can tell that you all are jealous.
-The Book-
The book begins in April 2007 at the Virgina Tech. In the prologue we see Joshua Stevens gunned down in Spanish class during the VT tragedy. As the book progresses we meet his younger sister Loren Stevens. The majority of the book focuses on Loren's year after his death. Through out the book the narrator introduces the reader to a color full cast of characters from Latimer the Mute to Ms. Hall (no first name) to the over protective Susan. She spends her summer at Camp Piomingo. As they return to school we see Loren interact with new challanges and people. We are invited to four sweet sixteen parties, a school play, two vacations and prom. The book ends in May 2008 on a happy note with a very special wedding and all the characters seem to be at peace at last.
-The Review-
I will be honest when I first heard the concept of the book I thought the idea sounded crazy: it is about Loren Stevens whose brother dies at VT becomes a homeless angel and the book also happens to be narrated by a home less angel and oh their is a song for each section. Crazy Right? I have to say I loved this book from beginning to end. It is over 500 pages but it does not feel long enough. It was a quick read, it took me a day and a half. The dialogue was witty, the characters were interesting, and the plot flowed very well. There are a lot of components to the book but they all connect together perfectly. I loved that she chose to begin with the VT tragedy. It was a bold way to start but it was done creatively and respectfully. I loved how Courtney Ella Hrabik brought Bug Juice back to life by having Loren on the show. I think alot of the readers grew up watching that show so it was so cool to see it again. It is also an example of how Courtney Ella perfectly blended our reality with Loren's reality. What depressed me about the book was how honestly she showed Americans after tragedy. How we get so upset and tend to generalize. We see this when Loren initially over reacts when an Asian student joins her class. When I first read it I thought 'Racist'. But as I thought about it more I came to realize that was probably an honest reaction that most in that situation would do. Sadly I also think most Americans act just like Principal Mitchell. The mother/daughter relationship also disappointed me. In a time like that your mother should be a pilar of strength and it was the opposite in this book. What really depressed me was that Courtney Ella noted that the relationship was based on her own with her mother. Then their is the teenage dynmanic. The friendships, drama, and dating was spot on. That brings us to the music. Oh my gosh it was the perfect playlist for her year. The music was an indicator what the chapter/section was going to be about. The songs she chose fits each section and just lets you experience the story in another way. Does any one know if there is an iMix on iTunes for this book yet? I would love to download it. You could tell that she put so much time and effort in to making this book a time capsle for the year. I mean the book is about Loren's year but reading the book it brought me back to that year and how I had many of the same experiences. We see Loren send in a post secret post card, we see reference to many TV shows, get a facebook and twitter, drive, date, and text. It is also apparent where Courtney Ella likes to get pizza, coffee, etc because she mentions those places through out the whole book. Including an almost full page for Starbucks and Carmel Apple cider. The last thing I found really interesting about the book was that she gave a detailed background of the book and character bio. Like where each character ends up and why she chose each song. I had never seen a writer do that before. It was a cool touch.
This book is for 15 and up for mild language and situations. This book was written for a female audience in mind. I would reccomend this book to teenagers who do not like to read because it does not feel like a book.
Jan 8, 2011
Empty
My hallow shell is empty
Like that needed to be said
That is the definition of hallow
To empty to think or write
Or to live or die
Look what you did to me
You took it and ran
Into the arms of my best man
What good is a shell
That may never be whole again
To empty to think or write
Or live or die
Even to care
I repeated without thinking
Not my fault though
Like I said, I'm empty
My hallow shell is empty
From Your Father
This is your father
Who wanted you more than any thing
I was so excited to hold you
To tell every one you were mine
All the trips we would take
Everything I would teach you
A nursery filled with stuff
Then you were gone
The only reason being
I was your father
Think about you every day and night
My almost baby
I Hate You
I Hate that you cheated on me
I Hate that you killed my baby
I Hate that I called you wife
And that I loved you at all
I Hate that you left me
But I really Hate
That I would have never left you!
For My Mother
It was like a tidal wave
One day you were here
And the next you were gone
We did not get enough time together
All those wasted years
So much you won't see
I hate that you were taken
When I needed you the most
All alone when the world ended
I am still picking up the pieces
Breathing once again
But it will never be the same
Never to forget
That I write for you
For My Mother
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