In other news. I can't dance. I flail. And hop. That's just about it. So we'll see how musical theater goes on.
Returning soon!

I am a part of a town library focused teen group. It has always been somewhat moderated. By the children's librarian no less. It has never been a problem. But this year things are different. Not only are we moderated, we are controlled. The librarian (let's address her as Librarian D) has placed herself as head of the group and disposed of the positions of president and treasurer. That being pretty much the entire board. Librarian D holds control over most everything and speaks to us as one would speak to the lap-sit story-book set. This sort of understanding, or lack thereof, spreads out into the YA group that she supposedly oversees. Who wants to come to a "Hardcore Crafts" day? But aside from lame event names, there is a greater issue. The group is losing its voice in the town. If it has not already been lost.
Currently, I am in a foreign country and enjoying it immensely. But the withdrawal process has been admirable and torturous. For the first six days I had no access to a computer with internet. And every compy that did have service costed an enormous amount of euros to work with. Plus, the keyboards are terra incognita. This unexplored territory has the @ symbol on the right, where the ummerrrrrr something-or-other key usually is. And while the basic QWERTYUIOP setup is the same, the symbols are still confusing. In the words of a fellow traveler "That euro symbol will be my damnation." At the moment, I had a WTF moment. But recovered quickly into understanding when I used the computer myself.
Other than that I have done very little- danced in a few graveyards, read a few books, watched some foreign punk bands (the usual). I just wanted to check in a little bit as I have this sparse five minutes. Aren't you glad that I spent it with you? *livejournal users everywhere groan*
Like this- but dark and creepy
Also- I am reading the Adventures of Kavalier and Clay by Michael Chabon and it is amazzzzzing. Everyone should read it. Like right now. As a matter of a fact I need to get back to it. So farewell for now- perhaps I'll update you once more in my travels.
jubilant
optimisticAs promised, I now give you a.... book review!
Audrey, Wait! by Robin Benway

Audrey just isn't feeling it for her boyfriend. You know. That special click. And all he can do is talk about himself and his band and and... it just isn't working out. So she dumps him...nicely. But even the dumper can go through post-relationship lag and regrets. And it certainly doesn't help when band-boy writes a song about it. And it certainly doesn't help when that song becomes instantly popular among her peers- and then the local radio station- and then the regional radio station- and then the nation. Audrey finds herself immediately catapulted to stardom of a stranger sort, stalked and harried by paparrazzi and a bitter American public. Suddenly, everyone is interested in what she has to say about music, the breakup, and pretty much everything else. Add awesome song references, a possible maybe perhaps new love interest, and a psychokitty mean girl who -snicker- once ruled the school and you get a totally fierce and awesome story of carrying on in your life when the world seems obsessed with making you remember the decisions of your past.
I really enjoyed this book. Not so much as Nick and Norah's Infinite Awesome -cough- I mean, Playlist, but it is most certainly welcome in this quick emerging genre. Audrey is totally believable and feels alot like that music friend you know and love so well. You know, the one who starts singing obscure bands during science class. Although I found the force of her sudden popularity due to a song rather far-fetched (she gets more publicity than her lover scorned), it was still fun to see how she handled celebrity and backstabbing all in turn. Also, there was some dialogue (Curse youuuuuuu dialoooooogueeeee) of a particularly humorous degree, which made the rare awwww-the whole world is against me- why did I break up with him- whine moan mehhhh moments seem all the more misplaced. All in all. This is totally worth the read. So go! And read it!
Book review complete. Agent Reeve signing out.
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