NOODLES, by Elan Mufti
Akbar Chaniago, an Indonesian army general’s son who recently graduated high school, continues his education at a college in San Francisco.
The 19-year-old was a boy headed for trouble, but his father hoped the responsibility and overseas life experience would change his son’s attitude. In fact the culture shock does make him change,
but not in the way his father hoped for...
THE LIMITEDS, The Geocaching Mysteries, Vol. 2, by Jennifer Kirsch.
Fourteen-year-old Luke dreams of spending July at Camp Unlimited, where campers explore cave networks, set off fireworks in pyrotech workshops, and sleep in tree house hammocks. But to get into the camp, Luke needs to demonstrate excellence in a sport, the arts, or school.
More likely, he’ll end up at SURF, his town’s rec camp, where athlete’s foot, mildew, and warts plague the gym, bedbugs and lice infest the couches, and clumps of hair make frequent appearances in the burgers. When weird blobs start popping up on Luke’s computer, he’s too busy trying to complete his Unlimited application to notice. But when the blobs start looking like a secret,
uncharted geocache, he and his friend Gabe follow their trail, only to find themselves battling superbug viruses and navigating labyrinths while on a quest to save lives.
Now in her eighth decade, Barbara Garro, at the early death of her mom, became powerfully propelled into poetry. Poem after poem, flows through her as she shares the spirit of a lifetime in innermost love thoughts, fears and dreams. Love Bites is Garro’s debut poetry collection, first in a Series. A lifelong author, she thinks of her poetry as her heart exploding feelings she dresses in words, dancing them into poems. Since her mom’s death opened the floodgates, after “Remembering Mother” was published in The Maple Shade Progress, poems kept coming, 998 and counting. Each holds her heart inside the lines. Garro’s hope is that her heart connects with yours as she shares
her soft and hard feelings of love in Love Bites.
THE LAST CHRONICLER, by Judy Johns Heathcoe
While tunneling through a mountain in the Russian Southern Urals, a team of engineers are trapped in a deep, large, cavern containing a living rain forest. Looking for a way out, they discover a hermitage that once was home to a historical society who called themselves chroniclers, whose
members were able to travel in time to view a famous person or event in order to record history correctly. In the hermitage library, among the many chronicles, they are privileged to view the lives of Vincent van Gogh, Edgar Allan Poe, and Nicholas II, last Tsar of Russia, and his family. But hiding out and watching their every move are the remaining chroniclers who are determined
to keep their existence a secret, even to the point of murdering any that discover it. The engineers find themselves running for their lives through the seemingly endless forest, wondering whether they
would face death at the hands of the dangerous and adamant chroniclers. . .or the primeval creatures of the forest.
Jack's News!
by your Official Bookstore Cat,and Gossip Columnist.
Hi Folks,
I didn't get any mail again this week. Gee, I hope everyone survived Halloween this year.
I didn't get any mail again this week. Gee, I hope everyone survived Halloween this year.
Me and Spunky had a quiet holiday this year. We had plenty of treats, thanks to Roger, who took time away from his plumbing problems to to the store for us. We didn't have any little kids in costume, though. All the kids in our neighborhood have grown up or moved away.
I sure used to love to see them, though, although Spunky gave them a wide berth, especially the troupe of five that used to bring their dog with a treat bag hung around her neck. The oldest kid would always introduce everyone and when he got to the dog, he'd say, " This is my sister, Maggie. Doesn't she have a great dog costume?"
PLEASE don't YOU forget to send me news of any personal appearances, signings and so on... so I'll have some gossip to pass on next week.
Just send an e-mail to arline@mail.com with
"News for Jack"
in the subject line, and
I'll make sure it shows up here for all the world to see!
Hello Jack, you are a find writer and a well-loved cat, get prayed for by Barbara Garro every day. Now, I know nothing about Spunky, so maybe you can write me back directly on this. I would feel less than good if I prayed for only one of Arline & Roger's cats and now both of them ;o}!
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