Maybe I need a costume.
Trust me- I don't want to wear a costume. Skintight spandex isn't really my thing, the ski-mask-plus-bathing-suit combo didn't exactly inspire confidence when I tried it on (please forget I even mentioned that), and where am I supposed to find a leather jumpsuit? But at this point I have to consider all my options.
And before you start thinking I'm a complete freak, I should probably admit something:
I have superpowers.
So starts Dull Boy, one of my favorite reads this year. Not only because it deals with superheroes (one of my great loves which I wished more authors wrote about) but also because it's a very stirring and honest coming of age story.
The main character, Avery, is a sometimes awkward teenager who finds he has superpowers and doesn't really know how to go about dealing with them. He is, at some points, embarrasing, but in a good way- the way that any real person would behave in a situation. Not totally suave and confident, but rather hesitant and unsure of what to do, and I found that incredibly refreshing.
I fell in love with Avery's character, and the others in the cast as well. The supporting characters were all incredibly well thought out with intricate backstories and their own desires and reasons apart from the main character.
I would totally recommend this book, not just to the YA intended audience, but to adults as well. The storyline was well-paced and the dialogue was perfectly natural and interesting.
4/5 stars
| Emily Dickinson (1830–86). Complete Poems. 1924. |
Part One: Life XLVI |
| A THOUGHT went up my mind to-day | |
| That I have had before, | |
| But did not finish,—some way back, | |
| I could not fix the year, | |
| Nor where it went, nor why it came | 5 |
| The second time to me, | |
| Nor definitely what it was, | |
| Have I the art to say. | |
| But somewhere in my soul, I know | |
| I ’ve met the thing before; | 10 |
| It just reminded me—’t was all— | |
| And came my way no more. |
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content
I just got my first rejection letter fron a literary agent! Is it odd that this made me incredibly exited?
I have a binder ready; I am going to print out and save every single rejection letter that I recieve. I have named it Bob the Rejection Binder. It is a large binder. I am ready.
:)
- Mood:
ecstatic
So I've joined Fictionpress.net, and will post some random crap up there. Maybe people will follow that to here... maybe not. It's worth a shot. And hey, if by some chance I don't completely suck, this will at least help me grow as a writer, having critique and such. We'll see how it pans out.
Also, Dr. Horrible's Sing-Along Blog? Brilliance.
Also, Dr. Horrible's Sing-Along Blog? Brilliance.
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optimistic
