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Bookstore appreciation weeks

August 26, 2015
For those of you who might not be aware if this (says the girl who just learned about it), the last two weeks of August are know (on the blogosphere at least) as Bookstore Appreciation Weeks.

See, now with technology and really cool things like Amazon and online shopping, people tend to buy less from actual bookstores. For myself, I'm only seventeen, or well, I'll be seventeen tomorrow, and I do not have a credit card and thank the gods I don't cauz I would buy way too many dresses, shoes, and books!

All of this to say that I buy all my books at actual bookstore so showing my love for them wasn't really hard! In fact, I went to my favorite used bookstore, The Bookmarket, and ended with five books. Here they are (and they match!) :

Eve & Adam
In the beginning, there was an apple—

And then there was a car crash, a horrible injury, and a hospital. But before Evening Spiker’s head clears a strange boy named Solo is rushing her to her mother’s research facility. There, under the best care available, Eve is left alone to heal.

Just when Eve thinks she will die—not from her injuries, but from boredom—her mother gives her a special project: Create the perfect boy.

Using an amazingly detailed simulation, Eve starts building a boy from the ground up. Eve is creating Adam. And he will be just perfect... won’t he?

The summer I learned to fly
Drew's a bit of a loner. She has a pet rat, her dead dad's Book of Lists, an encyclopedic knowledge of cheese from working at her mom's cheese shop, and a crush on Nick, the surf bum who works behind the counter. It's the summer before eighth grade and Drew's days seem like business as usual, until one night after closing time, when she meets a strange boy in the alley named Emmett Crane. Who he is, why he's there, where the cut on his cheek came from, and his bottomless knowledge of rats are all mysteries Drew will untangle as they are drawn closer together, and Drew enters into the first true friendship, and adventure, of her life.

The sky is everywhere
Seventeen-year-old Lennie Walker, bookworm and band geek, plays second clarinet and spends her time tucked safely and happily in the shadow of her fiery older sister, Bailey. But when Bailey dies abruptly, Lennie is catapulted to center stage of her own life - and, despite her nonexistent history with boys, suddenly finds herself struggling to balance two. Toby was Bailey's boyfriend; his grief mirrors Lennie's own. Joe is the new boy in town, a transplant from Paris whose nearly magical grin is matched only by his musical talent. For Lennie, they're the sun and the moon; one boy takes her out of her sorrow, the other comforts her in it. But just like their celestial counterparts, they can't collide without the whole wide world exploding.

Zara and her friends thought they'd solved the pixie problem. And they did - sort of. The pixie's are all locked away, deep in the woods. But the king's needs grow stronger each day that he is in captivity, while his control over his people weakens. And it's enough to draw a new king into town. Astley claims he is different. He claims there are pixies who can live peacefully with humans, that it doesn't have to be all violence and nastiness all the time. Zara wants to believe him...until Astley also claims that she is fated to be his queen.

There is no way Zara would ever turn pixie. And she's got good friends who will make sure of that. Besides, she and Nick are so in love they're practically inseparable. But when they very thing Zara wants to protect most is exactly what's at risk, she is forced to make choices she never imagined....

La valse lente des tortues 
Un baiser brûlant du seul qu'on ne doit pas embrasser. Deux bras qui enlacent ou qui tuent. Un homme inquiétant, mais si charmant. Une femme qui tremble et espère ardemment... Un homme qui ment si savamment. Une femme qui croit mener la danse, mais passe son tour. Des adolescents plus avertis que les grands... Un homme qui joue les revenants. Un père, là-haut dans les étoiles, qui murmure à l'oreille de sa fille...
Un chien si laid qu'on s'écarte sur son passage. Des personnages qui avancent obstinément comme des petites tortues entêtées qui apprendraient à danser lentement, lentement, dans un monde trop rapide, trop violent...

If you've read any of those, I'd love to hear your thoughts on them! Don't be shy and leave a comment:)