Top 10 Books February 2022
Review for The Art of Luca
Monday’s First Sentence ~ Battle Royal by Lucy Parker
First Chapter First Paragraph Thursday Intros ~ The Parisian Christmas Bake Off by Jenny Oliver

“Why is Jesus a Buzz Lightyear?”
Rachel came into the school hall carrying two cups of PG Tips, and a packet of chocolate HobNobs that she’d stolen from the staffroom.
“Purely for my own amusement,” said Jackie, sitting back, feet up on a nursery-school chair as she took three biscuits out of the packet. “And because the arm fell off the normal one and Mrs Norris’s husband is fixing it.” She nodded towards the stage. “The nativity’s good this year, isn’t it?”
Rachel turned to where fourteen five-year-olds had forgotten the words to ‘Away in a Manger’ as they rehearsed. “I’d say it bears a remarkable resemblance to last year’s.”
Jackie did a mock gasp of affront. “Except for the genius addition of the hip hop WyZe men and One Direction’s visit to the manger. I think I will make the school proud.”
Weekly Quote for Week-50 2021 ~ If You Give a Jerk a Gingerbread by Jana Aston
“Sweet Pillsbury Doughboy, this is my idea of porn. Keller James sitting before me, praising my baking. If my bakery plan falls apart I know what my next venture will be. Bakery porn. It’ll be nothing but attractive men eating my cookies. The camera will zoom in as their tongues flicker over their lips, sweeping up every last morsel. They’ll probably be shirtless too. I bet I can get subscribers to pay at least four ninety-nine a month for such a service.”
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First Chapter First Paragraph Thursday Intros ~ The Candymakers by Wendy Mass

Logan didn’t have to open his eyes to know that morning had arrived. The sweet smell of cotton candy wafting into his room worked better than any alarm clock. He rolled over so his nose nearly touched the air vent.
You might think that if your bedroom were inside a candy factory, your bed would be shaped like a lollypop. But Logan had gotten rid of the lollypop-shaped bed last month when he turned twelve – it had become uncomfortable not being able to bend his knees while he slpt.
Logan loved the start of a new day, when the air was thick with possibilities (and, in his case, with the smell of chocolate, caramel, nougat, and spun sugar).