Tuesday, November 10, 2009

Blood Promise by Richelle Mead

In Shadow Kiss, Richelle left us with a cliff hanger to kill. Now, Rose has abandoned the last living Dragomir, and her best friend, Lissa, in an attempt to keep her promise--and kill the only man she has ever truly loved. Blood Promise, the latest installment in the Vampire Academy series, takes us to Russia, and, coincidentally, to Dimitri's home.


With an action-packed kick, this novel truly hits home, with the most fantastic plot, and twists and turns galore. This is novel was, by far, the most emotional novel in the Vampire Academy series, and one of my favorite. The characters just get better and better, and, if possible, more dimensional.
In my personal opinion, the best part of the entire book—surprisingly enough—was the ending. I always hate the endings of books. But this one, since I knew there was going to be at least two more (thank GOD for that!) I truly loved. It ended with such a twist, and one of the best kind!
See, you pretty much already know what’s going to happen from the beginning—what has to happen—which is Rose going to Russia and hunting down Dimitri. So, most of the book was a given. But then, when you think its all over, BAM! And, all of a sudden, you know exactly how Richelle could write two more books in the series.
Despite my overall high thoughts of this novel, i have to say it was also probably one of the slowest to get going. The first two-thirds of this book is slow-paced and so torturous that i nearly quit at it, and most definitely had the urge to throw it at something. ut, even with my annoyance over the slow start, i cannot deny how much i loved this novel, or the new mysteries the next novel is bound unveil.
Blood Promise is a novel bound to please . . . and to destroy many Dimitri-lovers hearts. It ends with a true cliff-hanger, one i am sure cannot be topped. Mead really blew my mind with this one, and i can't WAIT to see where she goes from here! A truly astounding novel!

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Sunday, September 27, 2009

book-to-movie list!

Here's the list again, folks, with a few additions and some different links. Mostly for re-circulation purposes, but here ya go!

A

Airborn (Kenneth Oppel)
Airman (Eoin Colfer)
Alchemyst, The (Michael Scott)
Amulet of Samarkand, The (Jonathan Stroud)
Angus, Thongs and Full-Frontal Snogging (Louise Rennison)
An Abundance of Katherines (John Green)

B

Beastly (Alex Flinn)
Boggart, The (Susan Cooper)
Book Thief, The (Marcus Zusak)
Burning Time, The (Carol Matas)

C

Certain Slant of Light, A (Laura Whitcomb)
Chasing Vermeer (Blue Balliett)
City of the Beasts (Isabel Allende)
Cry of the Icemark, The (Stuart Hill)

D

Diary of a Wimpy Kid (Jeff Kinney)
Dragonfire (Donita K. Paul)
Dragonriders of Pern (Anne McCaffrey)

E

Eclipse (Stephenie Meyer)
Eddie Dickens and the Awful End (Phillip Ardagh)
Ender's Game (Orson Scott Card)
Everlost (Neal Shusterman)
Extraordinary Adventures of Alfred Kropp, The (Rick Yancey)

F

Flipped (Wendelin Van Draanen)
Fly Girl (Omar Tyree)

G

Giver, The (Lois Lowry)
Graveyard Book, The (Neil Gaiman)
Great and Terrible Beauty, A (Libba Bray)
Great Gilly Hopkins, The (Katherine Paterson)
Guardians of Ga'Hoole (Kathryn Lasky)

H

Here Be Monsters (Alan Snow)
Here, There Be Dragons (James A. Owen)
Highest Tide, The (Jim Lynch)
Hobbit, The (J.R.R. Tolkien)
Host, The (Stephenie Meyer)
House of the Scorpion, The (Nancy Farmer)
Hunger Games, The (Suzanne Collins)

I

Inkspell (Cornelia Funke)
Interworld (Neil Gaiman and Michael Reeves)
If I Stay (Gayle Forman)

K

Killing Sea, The (Richard Lewis)
King Dork (Frank Portman)

L

Larklight (Philip Reeve
Life of Pi (Yann Martel)
Little Girl Lost (Charles de Lint)
Looking Glass Wars, The (Frank Beddor)
Looking for Alaska (John Green)
Lost Years of Merlin, The (T.A. Barron)
Lovely Bones, The (Alice Seabold)

M

Magyk (Angie Sage)
Marked (P.C. + Kristen Cast)
Maximum Ride (James Patterson)
Monster Blood Tattoo (D.M. Cornish)

N

Naomi and Ely's No Kiss List (Rachel Cohn and David Levithan)
New Moon (Stephenie Meyer)

P

Percy Jackson and the Lightning Thief (Rick Riordan)
Peter and the Starcatchers (Dave Barry and Ridley Pearson)
Peter Pan in Scarlet (Geraldine McCaughrean)

R

Ramona and Beezus (Beverly Cleary)

S

Sisters Grimm, The (Michael Buckley)
Skellig (David Almond)
Spook's Apprentice, The (Joseph Delaney)
Stargirl (Jerry Spinelli)
Stoneheart (Charlie Fletcher)
Subtle Knife, The (Phillip Pullman)

T

Teen Idol (Meg Cabot)
Tithe: A Modern Faerie Tale (Holly Black)
Tomorrow, When the War Began (John Marsden)
True Confessions of Charlotte Doyle, The (Avi)
Tunnels (Roderick Gordon)

U

Uglies (Scott Westerfeld)

V

Valiant: A Modern Tale of Faerie (Holly Black)
Varjak Paw (S.F. Said)

W

Wee Free Men, The (Terry Prachet)
When the Wind Blows (James Patterson)

Crazy, isnt it? Email or comment if you've got others for me to add!

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Wednesday, September 23, 2009

Mortal Instruments--trilogy?

As many of you know, there is going to be a fourth installment in the so-called Mortal Instruments "trilogy".

I know, i can barely contain my excitement either!

Here's the press release from Cassie's site:

New York, NY, August 24, 2009—Margaret K. McElderry Books, an imprint of Simon & Schuster Children’s Publishing, has acquired City of Fallen Angels, a fourth book in Cassandra Clare’s bestselling young adult fantasy series, The Mortal Instruments, which has over 1 million books in print. The story follows Simon, a character from the first three Mortal Instruments novels, City of Bones, City of Ashes and City of Glass, as he adjusts to life as a vampire. City of Fallen Angels will publish in hardcover in March 2011, followed by a paperback edition in July 2012.

Love, blood, betrayal and revenge — the stakes are higher than ever in City of Fallen Angels. Simon Lewis is having some trouble adjusting to his new life as a vampire, especially now that he hardly sees his best friend Clary, who is caught up in training to be a Shadowhunter—and spending time with her new boyfriend Jace. Not to mention that Simon doesn't quite know how to handle the pressure of not-quite-dating two girls at once. What's a daylight-loving vampire to do? Simon decides he needs a break and heads out of the city—only to discover that sinister events are following him. Realizing that the war they thought they'd won might not yet be over, Simon has to call on his Shadowhunter friends to save the day — if they can put their own splintering relationships on hold long enough to rise to the challenge.

“Simon has always been one of my favorite characters to write about, and I’m excited to get the chance to tell his story while revisiting some of the other characters that I love form The Mortal Instruments series,” said Cassandra Clare. “The enthusiasm for telling Simon’s story that I’ve received from the team at McElderry Books and Simon & Schuster has been great and I’m excited to be working with them to bring a fourth book to the series.”

Please keep in mind that all dates are subject to change!

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Wednesday, September 16, 2009

Bad Apple by Laura Ruby

To be released on October 1st, 2009, Bad Apple is the story of Tola Riley, a misunderstood artist, and the rumored affair between her and her art teacher, Mr. Mymer. Throughout the novel, you follow Tola through troubling circumstances, and learn that there is no living happily ever after—there’s just living happily. Told in a believable voice layered with sarcasm, Bad Apple is your classic tale of a teenager trying to find out where she belongs.

While I did enjoy this book, it definitely was very slow and lacked a certain drive that I personally feel books need to have. It has the sturdy plot, strong characters, and powerful voice that some young adult novels seem to lack—but it just doesn’t have the necessary suspense. I suppose that this is understandable—Ruby didn’t have much to go off of—but it still could have been much better. As I mentioned earlier, Tola’s voice is one of such honesty and sarcasm that she is nearly impossible to hate. And the general character development was just fabulous!

I found the fairy tale aspect of this book very entertaining, as the Grimm fairy tales are my favorite. Tola is a very unique artist, and most of her drawings/paintings are related to fairy tales, such as Rapunzel, Cinderella, The Robber Bridegroom, and The Goose-girl, which are some of my favorites.

But the novel was also pathetically predictable, which was depressing. I mean, just from reading the summary, you know that she’s been accused of having an affair with her art teacher—and from there it’s pretty easy to guess that this is going to be solved somehow (resolution, anyone?). And then the second you meet Seven, it’s really obvious that they’re going to be together. This book didn’t surprise me very much, and that’s something that really ruins the entire point of reading a book.

But, despite this, i honestly did love the novel--and, god, what an awesome cover! Truly, don't hesitate to grab Bad Apple the moment it hits the shelves in October.

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Saturday, August 22, 2009

The Body Finder by Kimberly Derting

Violet Ambrose is grappling with two major issues: Jay Heaton and her morbid secret ability. While the sixteen-year-old is confused by her new feelings for her best friend since childhood, she is more disturbed by her “power” to sense dead bodies—or at least those that have been murdered. Since she was a little girl, she has felt the echoes the dead leave behind in the world . . . and the imprints that attach to their killers.

Violet has never considered her strange talent to be a gift; it mostly just led her to find dead birds her cat had tired of playing with. But now that a serial killer has begun terrorizing her small town, and the echoes of the local girls he’s claimed haunt her daily, she realizes she might be the only person who can stop him.

Despite his fierce protectiveness over her, Jay reluctantly agrees to help Violet on her quest to find the murderer—and Violet is unnerved to find herself hoping that Jay’s intentions are much more than friendly. But even as she’s falling intensely in love, Violet is getting closer and closer to discovering a killer . . . and becoming his prey herself.

summary from goodreads.com

This book was fairly entertaining and unique in many ways, only one of which was the plotline. But, I also found that at times where the suspense should have been building, where I should have been sucked further into the story (such as times when Violet got very close to catching the killer or found one of the murdered girls) I wanted to put the book down. That is not to say it didn’t hold my interest—because it did—but there were most definitely times that I felt myself slipping from Derting’s grip. But, the not-so-subtle subplot of romance pretty much made up for that. I also liked seeing the story from the killers’ eyes very much. Despite its flaws, I cannot deny that I loved this book.

The characters were all very developed, and there were little to no questions left unanswered by the end, which is the general put down to stand alones. Violet's unique ability definitely increased my interest, because i wanted to know more, and Jay is the ideal boyfriend. The killer(s) even had distinguishable personalities, and i couldnt help but find myself very intrigued by them. Derting has got some talent up her sleeve!

This book would be a great choice for fans of Eyes Like Stars by Lisa Mantchev, The Darkest Powers Trilogy by Kelley Armstrong, and the Wake series by Lisa McMann. What an incredible debut from Kimberly Derting! I cannot wait to see what she comes up with next. If I were you, I’d grab this book the second it hits the shelf in March.

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Thursday, June 25, 2009

Book Review: Don't Judge a Girl by her Cover by Ally Carter

When Cammie Morgan arrives at her friend Macey's five star hotel for the Democratic National Convention-where Macey's father is about to receive the vice presidential nomination-she thinks she's in for an exciting end to her summer break. But if you're a Gallagher Girl, "exciting" and "deadly" are never far apart.


Things quickly go south when Macey is summoned to the hotel roof to shoot a PR piece with the presidential candidate's son. But instead of cameras, attackers descend from a helicopter and swarm the girls, commanding, "Grab her." After a narrow escape, Cammie and Macey find themselves at a top secret hideout owned by the Gallagher Academy. and thus begins Cammie's junior year at spy school.

Cammie doesn't need her genius IQ to see that the kidnapping attempt has changed everything, especially now that Macey is a major celebrity, and the school has been besieged by news crews. More disturbing, Cammie can't shake the suspicion that her mom and Mr. Solomon know more about the attack than they're letting on. After all, why weren't the attackers surprised to find themselves in combat with two teenage girls who handled themselves like seasoned pros?

But these suspicions won't stop Cammie from jumping at the chance to join Bex and Liz as Macey's private security team on the campaign trail. Before long, the girls are using their espionage skills at every turn, as Cammie gets closer and closer to the shocking truth...

What i thought: Fabulous! Absolutely, fabulous! I mean it's about a spy school, how much cooler can a book get? This book was very well written. It was definitely had more action and adventure than the previous books. The suspense built up much more rapidly, and the humor was still very there.

I adore the characters in these novels to no end. I love being in Cammie's head--she's strong and sarcastic, and also a fantastic spy. Throughout this novel, Cammie seems to gain more confidence, and you can always see the wheels turning. Liz has always been the braniac, but in this one she seemed much less vulnrable and stood her ground. Macey was, well, Macey, but you get to know her a lot better in this one.

As i mentioned earlier, this novel has a lot more action than the other books in this series. But, the downside to that is, there is very little romance, probably because the need for action overpowered it. So, while i really enjoyed the action, i was sort of missing the previous subplots of underlying romance.

With a kick and punch Ally Carter never seems to lack, Don't Judge a Girl by her Cover is a great book to just whizz through. The many plot twists kept you hanging on, and left you hungry for more. It leaves you with more questions than answers, which is both good and bad. I swear, this series just gets better and better.

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Wednesday, June 24, 2009

Interview with Charity Tahmaseb and Darcy Vance!

Charity Tahmaseb and Darcy Vance are the authors of The Geek Girl's Guide to Cheerleading. Check back here later for my review!

Q: As The Geek Girl's Guide to Cheerleading is about a geeky girl and her just-as-geeky friend trying out for cheerleading, I'm curious. In what position were you in high school (meaning a nerd, a prep, an art freak, a drama queen, a skater chick, a band geek—I think you know the rest)?

C: I was definitely a geek. Case in point: I was a Girl Scout for twelve years, which was so not cool. Until my troop earned enough money for a trip to Europe, that is.

D: I had classes with all the other geeks and we were friends so, part classic geek. But I was also definitely an art freak. I had friends who were way into band, orchestra or theatre so I sometimes hung with the music geeks and drama queens. On top of all that, my main boyfriend was a jock so I spent some time with the sports crowd too. I guess I was a Hybrid Geek, or maybe om-nerd-verous ; )

Q: Charity, after reading the "Our Story Behind the Story" page at The Geek Girl's Guide to Cheerleading website (www.thegeekgirlsguide.com), I was wondering if you could tell us more about the process of being co-authors for a novel. I have read plenty of books written by two people, but never really understood how it works exactly. I mean, not everyone has the same writing style, and not everyone can write one thing with another person without having major disagreements. Would you mind clearing this up for us?


C: In our case, it helped that we'd been both friends and critique partners for about ten years or so. We find many of the same things funny, which I think is another plus.


The mechanics of it go something like this: one of us will write the draft of something, then we'll pass it back and forth. When we first started working together on The Geek Girl's Guide to Cheerleading, you could tell which parts were me and which were Darcy's.

After a while, we both learned how to make all parts Bethany's. I can't really explain it better than that except to say that, as with most types of writing, it took time and practice.

Q: You guys clearly knew each other before this novel came along. Was it weird to be working together on a book, or was it just fun to be doing something with a friend?


C: It was definitely fun. We'd been working together as critique partners for so long, in some ways this really wasn't much different--we just spent more virtual time together.


D: It was FUN!


Q: Were any of the characters in The Geek Girl's Guide to Cheerleading based—no matter how loosely—on people from your own time in high school? Or do some of them—especially Chantal Simmons and other members of the so-called "in-crowd"—just share similar qualities to people who attended school with you at one point?


C: I draw from real life, things I've either experienced or people I've known, but no one character is based on anyone I actually knew growing up.


D: Charity already had all the characters in place by the time I started working on the book with her so I didn't establish any of them on my own. I did have people from high school in mind as I wrote though, especially those characters at the extreme ends of the popularity spectrum. Every time I even think about Todd, I see this kid named Richard's face. And, in my mind, there are two Chantals.


There's "good" Chantal who reminds of a girl I knew named Kim. Kim and I went to the same church and we had a few classes together. She was fabulously popular, pretty, from a wealthy family and she had a shoe collection that would rival Chantal's. Kim was always nice to me at church functions and in class -- but outside of that, it was like I did not exist for her. I wasn't unpopular in school but I was definitely not in her stratosphere. We could be walking down the halls in a direct path toward each other and she would never ever wave at me or acknowledge my existence in any way, but, in a different setting, she was totally cool.


"Evil" Chantal reminds me of another girl, one who I wished would not acknowledge me. She comes up as a potential "friend" suggestion on Facebook sometimes and, all these years later, I still wince when I see her face.


Q: I know tons of girls that are too afraid to try things, or even be themselves, because they think that they're not as "pretty as {insert name of popular person here}" or they "don't have the same kind of clothes as {insert name of popular person here}" or they "are too awkward and quiet for a guy to like them" or they even "are afraid people judge them because of their freckles and birthmarks—they wish their skin was more like {insert name of popular person here}". I personally find it sad that all of these girls can't even go to school without feeling like someone is going to make fun of them, or can't even leave the house without feeling nervous about being themselves. What are your views on the social status at most schools currently, and the serious issues with school cliques?


C: Darcy has answered really well (see below), but I relate. It took me a long time to work up the courage and try new things and feel good about the way I looked. I channeled a lot of that into The Geek Girl's Guide to Cheerleading.


D: I could write pages and pages about this – oh wait, I did – they're all in The Geek Girl's Guide! But really, I spend a lot of time in high schools and it is just like you said: there are tons of girls who suffer through some pretty brutal self esteem problems. Most of the worst ones I've seen were caused by other people who were cruel and thoughtless – but a lot of the time, girls put these judgments on themselves.


We all think that everyone is watching every move we make but the truth is, most people are so wrapped up in worrying about themselves that they don't even notice that zit you have on your chin or the way your belly fat muffins over your jeans, or even that huge extra chunk you accidentally tweezed out of your eyebrows when you sneezed (oh wait, that one was me, not you, lol).


The best thing girls can do to combat this is to just suck in a big breath and ask themselves, What is the worst thing that could happen if I…? Usually, the worst thing isn't any more awful than what is already going on. And yeah, it won't always work out – some people will label you and try to keep you from getting outside of the box they've placed you in, but that's not as sad as staying in that box on purpose. TRY. It could turn out to be amazing!


Q: High school! Some say it's the worst time of your life, others say it's the best! What are your views?


C: Actually, I hope it's no one's absolute best time of their life, because I sincerely hope everyone has much more living to do after high school. I also hope it's no one worst, either.

D: I wouldn't say it is the worst time or the best time. I had an awesome time in high school but, would I go back and do it all again? No Way!

Q: What was your writing process for The Geek Girl's Guide to Cheerleading?


C: It went through a couple of stages before Darcy and I collaborated on it. I wrote the draft, revised, but really didn't do much with it. It was much too short (can you believe the first draft was only 30,000 words?).


I shelved it and wrote a few other things, then--as a writing exercise--I pulled it out again and revised it using Writing The Breakout Novel Workbook by Donald Maass. That version got me several almost-but-not-quite rejections.


Q: Did you listen to music at all while writing The Geek Girls Guide to Cheerleading? If so, what type of music? Any bands/artists in specific you were drawn to?


C: I don't listen to music while I write, but I definitely associate songs with stories. If The Geek Girl's Guide to Cheerleading had a theme song it would be The Reason by Hoobastank.


D: You asked Charity this one but I'm stepping all over it, sorry! I made a playlist that I listened to while helping to revise Geek Girls. It included all kinds of music – stuff from "geek" bands like Weezer and They Might Be Giants to "jock/cheerleading" songs like Get the Party Started and Y'all Ready for This. There were songs that helped me get into the emotions the characters were experiencing, like Stuck in a Moment by U2 and, since we did a lot of work on the book over a summer (the book is set during a frigid Minnesota winter) I started every writing session out with The Walkmen's Blizzard of 96. Music helps me get to my writing "place".


Q: Did you guys ever get into any serious disagreements while going over the book before getting an agent/moving forward in the stages before the book could be published? Be honest here, guys!


D: Although we occasionally disagreed about the little things, we really only had one big time argument, and even that didn't happen until we had a publisher and were revising the novel for our editor. The whole thing was over when a plot element should be revealed. We both had pretty strong opinions on it and, I think, pretty good reasons for doing it either way. It was a difficult few days. We went with Charity's option because she was the Plot Master, but we agreed to let our editor be the final decision maker.


Q: From what I read on your "Our Story Behind the Story" page, there were no serious complications while trying to get the book published. Would you mind going into more detail about how long it took to get the book published, whether or not it was difficult to find a publishing company that was interested in publishing the book, or anything else you see fit to add about the process?


C: I wrote the first draft in February of 2004, so Geek Girl has been around for a while. Like Darcy mentions below, what you see on our site is really the last year or so in a long journey.


D: What you've seen is really the tip of an iceberg. The point where we received interest from agents, chose one, and she sold the book would not have come without years and years of learning how to write, learning how to accept criticism and grow with it, learning how to approach an agent. From the time we finished revising the manuscript until Simon Pulse agreed to buy the book was short – just about ten months. But that was the Bell Lap after a ten year-long marathon.


Q: Darcy, before you decided to help Charity with The Geek Girl's Guide to Cheerleading , were you ever interested in writing? If so, what types of things did you like to write for fun, if you ever got around to it?

D: Charity and I met when we signed up for a free online writing class, then stayed on to join an internet writing group, so I've been writing for about as long as she has. I'm not sure I was ever as serious about publishing as she was though, and I definitely wasn't as diligent about it.

I've written all sorts of things including personal essays and short stories for adults. All of the longer fiction I've ever completed though (four novels) has always been for kids or young adults.

Q: Being a book reviewer, I find this question necessary: Do you enjoy reading? If so, please elaborate! What are some of your favorites? What are some books that you absolutely hated?

C: I love reading, adore it. If there's a drawback to writing, it's that I have less time to read. It probably comes as no surprise that one of my favorites is Pride and Prejudice. Also Jane Eyre. I majored in Russian in college, so I have a soft spot for the literature (except Crime and Punishing--to my utter chagrin, I could never finish it).

There are also some amazing books being published today as well.

D: I don't just enjoy reading, I louuuuurve it. I read all over the place. I just finished The Disreputable History of Frankie Landau Banks by E. Lockhart. Now I am reading the second Twilight book. Next up on my to be read pile is Moby Dick. I'm reading that one because Paper Towns, the latest novel by John Green (one of my faves) makes references to it and I somehow skipped it in high school and college. As soon as I finish that I have plans to read Elizabeth Scott's latest, and Jennifer E. Smith's new one, and there are a whole bunch of Debut 2009 authors that I can't wait to get to. Ahhh, reading, I <3 it mightily. Except Beowulf. I. Hate. Beowulf.

Q: Charity, is The Geek Girl's Guide to Cheerleading just a one-time thing, or do you plan on surprising us with another amazing novel any time soon?

C: I don't know about soon (publishing can be a slow business), but I do have a few things in the works. I'm revising a novel right now and have a draft of another waiting for its turn.

Q: Out of the many things you hope for your readers to get from The Geek Girl's Guide to Cheerleading, what is the major message you want the book to shout out to the tons of geeky teens out there (such as myself) like Moni and Bethany?

D: I think the main message is: Don't accept labels. They really don't serve any purpose other than to place limits on how well you can know other people – and how well we can know ourselves. There's a line in the book where Bethany's trying to keep Moni from getting too hopeful about cheerleading tryouts. She says something like, "There are places that girls like us don't go – and cheerleading is at the top of that list." If readers take away anything from The Geek Girl's Guide to Cheerleading, I hope it is this: There is NO LIST of places you can't go. There are NO LIMITS to what you can become.

Tuesday, June 23, 2009

SNEAK PEEK: Werewolf Dreams by M.M. Anderson

CHAPTER 1: PARK PATROL

The moon was a waxing crescent.

Officer Seamus Sullivan, New City’s lone werewolf policeman, slurped the raspberry jelly out of a Krinkle Kreme donut and lobbed the frosted dough lump out the window of his blue and white patrol car. It bounced off the rim of an overflowing garbage can and landed in the paws of a ragged rat. Feeding Midtown Gardens residents wasn’t the same as littering, not in Seamus’s mind, anyway.

“Park patrol,” groaned Seamus as he reached for a cruller. An insatiable sweet tooth and wet dog body odor were constant but bearable human-form werewolf traits, although soggy canine funk insured that Seamus’s love life remained nonexistent. Also on the downside list of werewolf traits was the “never age” dilemma, which meant Seamus would stay seventeen forever. On the totally downside of werewolf was the “moon” matter, and as Seamus had learned, the “controlling your anger” problem. Both of these occurrences made him sprout coarse black fur and razor-sharp incisors, which led to the “holy smokes” response that prompted Sergeant Gaffney to consult a lunar calendar and give Seamus blue moon vacation time and full moon days off.

After a recent newspaper article appeared, the sergeant also saw to it that Seamus was assigned solo nightshift park duty, until further notice. Midtown Gardens was closed to the public from 10:00 PM to 6:00 AM. Seamus and his New City Police Department radio car were posted to make certain the park stayed vacant and graffiti-free.

“Sarge, what am I, a watch dog?” protested Seamus when he heard about his new patrol detail.
Sgt. Gaffney didn’t respond, or look up from his desk blotter. The reassignment wasn’t open for discussion. Despite being annoyed and having a bruised ego, Seamus decided he wouldn’t push the park patrol issue. He knew Sergeant Gaffney had no choice but to protect his own twilight career and Seamus’s hairy butt from controversy and scrutiny, or worse.

Midtown Gardens duty notwithstanding, Seamus also knew there was a definite upside to being an undead werewolf—still living.

Seamus possessed an overzealous fight gene and never retreated when danger reared its homicidal head. In his four years as an officer of the law, Seamus would have died many violent deaths had he still been a mortal.

On duty and off, Seamus hated bullies. They made him react, and more often than not, lose his Irish temper. On the offensive, Officer Sullivan experienced first-hand what it was like to be stabbed, shot, bludgeoned, electrocuted, squashed by a renegade train, pushed off a bridge, and blown-up in a fiery skyscraper terrorist attack. He walked away unscathed (usually on all fours) from each altercation.

Eternal life undead had earned Seamus a slew of medals for honor and valor, but it had also won him the unwanted attention of Lyman Newlin, the formerly well-known and presently crusty New City Chronicle police reporter. The following editorial by Newlin appeared just prior to Seamus’s park patrol reassignment:

Officer Seamus Sullivan from the 20th Precinct seems to rise from the ashes time and time again, like the mythical phoenix. How does this young patrolman defy death? Can survival be attributed to a lucky break? And what about the mysterious black hound that seems to follow him around? Is Seamus Sullivan New City’s very own superhero with a canine sidekick?
The buried-on-page-nineteen blurb went unnoticed by most New Citiers. Father X. Francis Benedict, however, read the piece with rapt interest.

Mickey Stella, wanna-be wise guy, two-time jailbird, part-time hit man, and small-time stolen goods fencer sat alone at the end of the Cock of the Flock Tavern bar. He puffed an unfiltered cigarette and nursed his fifth and final bottom shelf double Scotch & soda. He’d been cut-off by the bartender for uninhibited off gassing.

Mickey was low on cash and irritated about being stood up by some guy who was going to cut him in on some sort of great deal, moving stuff from an electronics heist. Something to do with eye pads or pea pods. The alcohol had made Mickey’s recall more foggy than usual. Not to mention years of hallucinogenic drugs, lack of exercise, and a diet high in partially hydrogenated oils.

Mickey liked to think of himself as a big guy, the bouncer type. Mickey had horizontal butt crack on the back of his neck and he could no longer bet numbers higher than ten. Most people who
knew Mickey referred to him as a dumb, fat mook—even his mother.

Mickey knew this for certain because he used to go with her to church.

Mama Stella lit devotional candles and prayed for her only child every morning at 7:30 mass, “Dear Holy Mary Mother of God, please watch over my dumb, fat mook son and forgive me for whatever trespasses I did wrong to give birth to such a loser. Amen.”

Mickey stumbled out of the Cock of the Flock Tavern and squinted at his watch dial. It was either 12:10 or 2:00. He couldn’t quite tell, but he was coherent enough to know he had a transportation issue. Mickey hadn’t considered finding a lift home, and he refused to take the bus or subway, not at this late hour anyway, all the weirdoes, too scary.

Mickey expected the guy with the goods to have wheels and drive him back over the bridge to Sicily Town after their deal went down. Mickey had planned to choke the guy lifeless, bury the body, and keep the car for a few days. Mickey’s Caddie was in the shop again and Mama Stella wasn’t exactly generous with her antique Pacer. The moon buggy sported a bumper sticker that read: HIT ME AND WE EXPLODE TOGETHER.

That was Plan A. Mickey didn’t have a Plan B, and he didn’t have return cab fare to Sicily Town. Not that any New City taxi driver would have ferried Mickey over the bridge to Sicily Town, not at such a late hour, for any price, all the weirdoes, too scary.

With drunken clarity, Mickey decided to walk the six and a quarter miles back to his basement apartment, the studio he rented from his mother. Mickey hoped she wasn’t waiting up, although he knew she would be. He pictured her sour face glued to the kitchen window next to the cellar door, waiting, watching, worrying. Mama Stella wouldn’t let Mickey go to sleep without first giving her a detailed account of his evening. Mickey had long ago run out of credible fibs for his many midnight escapades, especially fibs to explain all the digging that went on in the vegetable garden after dark.

Four short blocks later, Mickey was bathed in sweat and there was a raw spot on his inner butt cheek where his size 48 briefs had crawled and bunched and began chafing. “This freakin’ sucks!” screamed Mickey as he dislodged the wedgie. A few slow steps later the wilted traveler removed his sports jacket, and unbuttoned his damp rayon dress shirt collar before cursing the heat, which now topped the list of Mickey’s mounting aggravations.

Middle of the night and the mercury was still hovering around a humid 85 degrees. Tomorrow snow was in the forecast—that was springtime in New City.

A lone cab stopped for the light. Mickey ambled forward and grabbed the passenger door handle, but not before the driver caught sight of the Neanderthal would-be fare in the rearview mirror, pushed auto-lock, and sped away. Mickey tumbled onto the curb. It wasn’t his night.

“Eat dung! You diaper head, camel face, toilet… freakin’…mother… ah, shit!” Mickey’s voice was hoarse from too many smokes and chronic post-nasal drip. He now had a rip in his sleeve and his elbow was scuffed. He sat on the grimy concrete for a moment and tried his best to contemplate the situation. The park loomed in front of Mickey’s weary view. If he wanted to get home any time before dawn he’d have to pick himself up and continue walking.

Mickey decided Plan B was to skim a mile or so off his impossible foot journey by cutting through Midtown Gardens.

Mickey crossed the street and yanked the CLOSED sign from the park’s entryway gate, bent it in half, tossed it into the deserted avenue, and wished aloud in a flurry of expletives that the discarded metal would tear through the next passing cab’s tire.

Two hundred yards away, the clink-clank-clinking of aluminum sign on potholed asphalt awoke Seamus from a momentary snooze. The scent of sour body odor, blood, tobacco, and cheap booze also reached Seamus long before Mickey lumbered through the park clearing. The trespasser stopped beside a lonely bench where he paused to pee on an over-flowing garbage can. Seamus walked up behind Mickey, flashlight in hand.

“Let’s go, Chief,” said Seamus.

Mickey jumped. “What the—?”

“Park’s closed. Or didn’t you read the sign before flinging it into the street?”

Mickey finished urinating in silence, shook twice, then pushed his pecker back into his fly and wiped a wet hand on his pant leg.

“Prove I flinged the sign onto Garden Avenue, flatfoot. Smells like a stinkin’wet dog around here.” Mickey sniffed his own armpits.

“Emptied your tank, now beat it. If you wanna tip-toe through the tulips, come back after 6:00.” Seamus motioned with the flashlight beam, illuminating the direction of nearest park exit. “Start walking.”

Mickey sat himself down on a park bench next to the garbage can. “I ain’t going nowheres, flatfoot.”

According to the Police Handbook Course of Action, Section 10, when dealing with an intoxicated person an officer should:

1. Establish contact in a friendly manner and gain trust.
2. Never be condescending.
3. Don't debate.
4. Blame the reason why the person has to leave on someone besides you.
5. Lie if you have to, to make them happy.

Seamus sighed. He hated dealing with drunks. The five rules of law enforcement procedure never seemed to work. He gave it a go anyway.

“Listen, Chief; it doesn’t look like you had such a good night, but I don’t make the rules around here. Go home. Things’ll be better in the morning.”

Mickey didn’t move or reply.

“The park is closed—you gotta leave.”

“Who says, flatfoot?” Mickey cocked his head and glared at Seamus.

I says.” Seamus folded his arms and stood erect, positioned cop-style steadfast in a puddle of lamppost light. Broad shouldered, muscular, 5’11”, clean-cut, baby faced, Seamus didn’t look a day older than his forever seventeen years.

Mickey grinned.

In one fast and fluid motion, Mickey grabbed the nearby trashcan and crashed it across Seamus’s knees.

Seamus collapsed like a house of cards on a windy day.

Mickey followed with a second crushing blow to the downed officer’s head, splitting it like a ripe watermelon. Mickey rolled the bloodied, wounded policeman onto his back and helped himself to the vehicle keys before removing Seamus’s service revolver from its holster. He fired two shots into the unconscious officer’s chest, stuffed the smoking gun into his own waistband, and trotted towards the radio car.

Seamus’s lupus conversion was swift and furious.

Mickey made it halfway across the clearing before he heard the pursuing patter of paws. The cop killer slowed his lumbering jog and glanced over his left shoulder. He was eye-to-eye with a furious frothing werewolf.

“Big dog!” yelled Mickey, pulling the revolver from his pocket. He didn’t get the opportunity to fire. An enormous pair of razor-sharp jaws clamped over Mickey’s fleshy neck with the force and speed of a guillotine. He was DOA before his decapitated corpse hit the grass with a THUD.
By the time the frenzied werewolf had consumed Mickey’s cirrhosis liver, not a trace of desecrated carcass remained. It had burst into a momentary flame and vanished into the darkness. Whatever personal articles were left behind comprised a pile of soon-to-be-windblown ashes.

Except the gun. It belonged to Seamus.

Seamus the werewolf loped back towards the patrol car, his rage subsiding along with his consciousness. His stomach was already beginning to boil and cramp. Don’t eat drunks’ livers.
Seamus heaved and drooled and retched and hurled Mickey chunks before catching sight of the familiar apparition hovering above the grass. There she was again, watching him from her glistening sphere of luminescence.

Seamus wagged his bushy black tail and whimpered an affectionate greeting. He liked it when phantom woman showed up to his kills in the buff. Tonight, however, she was wearing pink paisley pajamas. All the same, nude or clothed, she was hot.

It wasn’t long before Seamus’s vision faded to black.

Lights out



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