bookshelves of doom

New Book Thief trailer.

 

OH MY GODDDDD, IT'S GOING TO BE BRUTALLLLLLLLL.

Translation: Yikes. If the trailer makes me cry, I can pretty well guarantee that I'm not going to see it in the theater. 

So, I just discovered Maureen Johnson's John & Hank Green fanfic...

...so now I'm all alone in the library, laughing my head off:

In Missoula, Montana, Hank Green reached out of his massive outdoor hot tub to answer his phone. His hot tub was in the shape of Science itself and was the only one of its kind in the world.

Sadly, the Kickstarter is over, so I'll never be able to read the rest of it.

But as the excerpt almost killed me, that's probably a good thing.

The KidLitCon presentations have been announced...

...over at KidLitosphere Central, and the registration period has been extended to November 1.

SO YOU STILL HAVE TIME TO SIGN UP!

Come! Hang out with us!

Previously.

MOAR LINKS:

Lee Wind: "It promises to be mind-expanding. Blog- and twitter-exploding."

MotherReader: "It's worth traveling far - says the woman from Virginia - to attend such a conference."

Jen Robinson: "In this presentation, we'll share our own recent experiences with blog burnout, and the suggestions that other bloggers made to help us to get our respective grooves back."

"Come to Daddy."

Part of me really hopes that the Hellraiser remake doesn't happen.

Not because I have huge affection for the movie—I have some affection for it, but I'm not, like, passionate about it or anything—but because if a new one happens, that'll kick off a whole new round of Josh chasing me around the house while saying "COME TO DADDY!!" in the super-creepy way that the possessed father (Or is it the uncle wearing the father's face? I forget.) does in the original movie:

 

He really does do a spot-on impersonation. It's so grodily creepy.

Ewww. Now I've squicked MYSELF out.

Eloise, a "Classic YA Heroine"?

Pardon me while I fall over laughing.

I have plenty of other issues with the list and commentary, but the main one is this: MOST OF THOSE CHARACTERS ARE FROM CHILDREN'S BOOKS.

I do love Emily Byrd Starr, though.

Vicky Smith knows her stuff.

From Heavy Medal:

Put all of your usual critical smarts to work. Look at characterization, plot construction, pacing, dialogue, voice, etc. But also let the book teach you how to read it. Instead of scoffing at the impossibility when Bingo and J’miah start to talk, ask yourself, “Is this what an East Texas bayou raccoon would say, if an East Texas bayou raccoon could talk?”

Look at me, paying attention to the picture books.

At the moment, my patron base appears to skew more retiree than preschooler. 

HOWEVER.

I do have some preschoolers, and in particular, a pair of 3-year-old twins who are OBSESSED with Sophie's Squash.

Every week they come in, and every week one of them spots it, and every week, that kicks off a tagteam of, "Sophie!" "Squash!" "Sophie!" "Squash!" and then their mom saying something along the lines of, "I know you love Sophie, but you have to let the OTHER kids get a chance with her!"

And then they get distracted by the toybox, and the moment passes.

But, MAN. They do love that book.

And I admit it: so do I.