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Book Covers
Jellicoe Road, by
Melina Marchetta
2009 Printz Award, 2009 YALSA Best
BooksFrom the
book jacket:
In this absorbing story by
Melina Marchetta, nothing is as it seems and every clue leads to more
questions as Taylor tries to work out the connection between her mother
dumping her, Hannah finding her then and her sudden departure now, a
mysterious stranger who once whispered something in her ear, a boy in her
dreams, five kids who lived on Jellicoe Road eighteen years ago, and the
maddening and magnetic Jonah Griggs, who knows her better than she thinks
he does. If Taylor can put together the pieces of her past, she might just
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Solace of the Road,
by Siobhan Dowd
2010 YALSA Best Books
From the book jacket:
Memories of mum are the
only thing that make Holly Hogan happy. She hates her foster family with
their too-nice ways and their false sympathy. And she hates her life, her
stupid school, and the way everyone is always on at her. Then she finds
the wig, and everything changes. Wearing the long, flowing blond locks she
feels transformed. She’s not Holly anymore, she’s Solace: the girl with
the slinkster walk and the supersharp talk. She’s older, more
confident—the kind of girl who can walk right out of her humdrum life,
hitch to Ireland, and find her mum. The kind of girl who can face the
world head-on. So begins a bittersweet and sometimes hilarious journey as
Solace swaggers and Holly tiptoes across England and through memory,
discovering her true self and unlocking the secrets of her past.
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So Punk Rock (And Other Ways to Disappoint Your
Mother), by Micol Ostow
From the book jacket:
Despite his dreams of
hipster rock glory, Ari Abramson's band, the Tribe, is more white bread
than indie-cred. Made up of four suburban teens from a wealthy Jewish
school, their Mötley Crüe is about as hardcore as SAT prep and scripture
studies. But after a one-song gig at a friend's Bar Mitzvah—a ska cover of
"Hava Nagilah"—the Tribe's popularity erupts overnight. Now, Ari is forced
to navigate a minefield of inflated egos, misplaced romance, and the
shallowness of indie-rock elitism. It's a hard lesson in the complex art
of playing it cool.
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