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Book 34: Kristy and the Vampires by Ann M. Martin
"I gasped. There was a heavy white card inside, with writing all over it. And the writing looked like it had been done in blood!"
( Review is here )
Book 35: Tipping the Velvet by Sarah Waters
"She looked, I suppose, like a very pretty boy, for her face was a perfect oval, and her eyes were large and dark at the lashes, and her lips were rosy and full. Her figure, too, was boy-like and slender - yet rounded, vaguely but unmistakably, at the bosom, the stomach, and the hips, in a way no real boys ever was; and her shoes, I noticed after a moment, had two-inch heels to them."
( There are spoilers in this review )
Book 36: The Birth of a New Moon by Laurie R. King
"A delicate sliver of bright new moon hung above her in the cloudless expanse of black sky, sharp-edges and brilliant among the hard points of a million stars. A new moon was a good omen, Anne decided - at least, Ana Wakefield was sure to think so."
( Another cut, another review )
Book 37: Bee Season by Myla Goldberg
"From the first time she steps to the microphone the words are there, radiant as neon. She hears the word and suddenly it is inside her head, translated from sound into physical form."
( The last review of today )
"I gasped. There was a heavy white card inside, with writing all over it. And the writing looked like it had been done in blood!"
( Review is here )
Book 35: Tipping the Velvet by Sarah Waters
"She looked, I suppose, like a very pretty boy, for her face was a perfect oval, and her eyes were large and dark at the lashes, and her lips were rosy and full. Her figure, too, was boy-like and slender - yet rounded, vaguely but unmistakably, at the bosom, the stomach, and the hips, in a way no real boys ever was; and her shoes, I noticed after a moment, had two-inch heels to them."
( There are spoilers in this review )
Book 36: The Birth of a New Moon by Laurie R. King
"A delicate sliver of bright new moon hung above her in the cloudless expanse of black sky, sharp-edges and brilliant among the hard points of a million stars. A new moon was a good omen, Anne decided - at least, Ana Wakefield was sure to think so."
( Another cut, another review )
Book 37: Bee Season by Myla Goldberg
"From the first time she steps to the microphone the words are there, radiant as neon. She hears the word and suddenly it is inside her head, translated from sound into physical form."
( The last review of today )
