Review for Pirate Stew
ARRR! Yarrr!! The pirates are here and better be warned so is their stew~ Yohohoho!
Review for Babysitting Nightmares: The Phantom Hour
The second book in the Babysitting Nightmares series and this time ghosts, babysitting, spooky clocks, and a new character!
Friday’s Page 69 ~ Babysitting Nightmares: The Phantom Hour by Kat Shepherd
“Um. No,” Maggie said. “If there’s a spider in my bathroom, that sucker’s going down.”
“Murderer,” Tanya muttered, with a smile on her face.
Maggie grinned back and pointed to herself. “Me? A spider murderer?” She nodded. “Yeah, I can definitely live with that label.”
Top 10 Books December 2020
Review for I Killed Zoe Spanos
A girl, a confession, but is it all true or not? What do those memories mean? A fantastic book with twists and turns!
Friday’s Page 69 ~ I Killed Zoe Spanos
MARTINA GREEN: We’re hearing a clip of AD Massey from Channel Four news, which aired on the night of January seventh. That’s right, listeners. The police actually think Zoe Spanos attempted to motorboat across the Atlantic to the Jersey shore, to board a bus to Philadelphia. And that she succeeded.
Maybe it’s possible, for an experienced boater, which Zoe was not. The police have latched onto the fact that Zoe was majoring in marine biology like it’s some kind of proof she was an expert in all things nautical. News flash: College-level research knowledge of the giant squid does not equal experience with boating or aquatic navigation.
Waiting on Wednesday ~ Pirate Stew by Chris Riddell + Neil Gaiman
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Release Blog Tour ~ Short Stack by Lily Morton ~ Excerpt + Teasers + Giveaway
First Chapter First Paragraph Thursday Intros ~ Nikki on the Line
You know how you can tell you’re in trouble?
You can tell you’re in trouble when you’re standing in a long line of girls in a basketball gym, getting ready to try out for an eighth-grade club team – an elite-level team, the kind of team you haven’t played on before, the kind of team you really want to play on – and you all of a sudden realize you’re staring straight-on, eye-level at the shoulder blades of the girl in front of you. Which means, as far as you can tell, the girl attacked to those shoulder blades is a good nine or ten inches taller than you.
And that’s right where I was.