New YA: May 1-7.
Invisibility, by Andrea Cremer and David Levithan
The Circle: The Engelsfors Trilogy--Book 1, by Sara B. Elfgren and Mats Strandberg
Our Song, by Jordanna Fraiberg
Thorn Abbey, by Nancy Ohlin
Maid of Secrets (Maids of Honor), by Jennifer McGowan
Mystic (Soul Seekers), by Alyson Noël
Nantucket Blue, by Leila Howland
Never (Lightbringer), by K.D. McEntire
Nothing but Blue, by Lisa Jahn-Clough
The Originals, by Cat Patrick
Reboot, by Amy Tintera
The Reluctant Assassin (W.A.R.P.), by Eoin Colfer
The Savage Blue (The Vicious Deep), by Zoraida Cordova
Fall of Night: The Morganville Vampires, by Rachel Caine
Ender's Game (Movie Tie-In) (The Ender Quintet), by Orson Scott Card
Icons, by Margaret Stohl
If I Should Die (Revenants), by Amy Plum
The Lucy Variations, by Sara Zarr
The 5th Wave, by Rick Yancey
Abandon Book 3: Awaken, by Meg Cabot
Chantress, by Amy Butler Greenfield
Criminal, by Terra Elan McVoy
The End Games, by T. Michael Martin
New paperbacks (that I've read):
Me and Earl and the Dying Girl, by Jesse Andrews:
I loved it for Greg, who—unlike many a boy in books about cancer—is not wise, thoughtful, mature, sweet, generous, or even all that nice, but is real, relatable, slappable**, and hilarious. I loved it for Earl, who is just plain wonderful—and who, even though Greg is so self-absorbed that he hardly even knows him, comes off as a real, believable person. A real, believable, hilarious person.
Zenn Scarlett (Strange Chemistry), by Christian Schoon:
Zenn Scarlett has a great sense of place, both physical and political; wonderfully described alien species that aren’t at all anthropomorphized; a likable heroine, tight pacing with lots of chapters ending on exciting old-timey serial cliffhangers, and a good amount of humor. I enjoyed it hugely...with a few minor caveats. (You totally knew that was coming, didn’t you?)
Throne of Glass, by Sarah J. Maas:
Celaena is a swaggering, smart-mouthed heroine—with a secret past, naturally—who hides her pain and fear behind a smirking exterior. She’s comfortable in her own skin and with her own sexuality, and her vanity is strangely charming. She holds grudges and is quick to lash out, but those who are lucky enough to call her “friend” know her loyalty and warmth.
The Innocents, by Lili Peloquin:
But while the writing itself is actually really decent, Razorbill’s packaging of The Innocents is the most exciting thing about the book. The drama isn’t particularly dramatic—more angst than action—and the shocking behavior of the characters looks almost wholesome compared to what went on in Beverly Hills, 90210 over 20 years ago.
Gilt, by Katherine Longshore:
Katherine Longshore’s depiction of Catherine Howard is quite well-rounded. She’s manipulative, tempestuous (behind closed doors), power-hungry, selfish and short-sighted, but it’s always worth remembering that she’s also 16 years old. She’s married to an ailing, sad old man, and she longs for romance. That she would chafe at her lack of freedom is easily understandable, that her power would occasionally go to her head is easily believable, and the rare glimpses we get of her sadness and her fear are affecting. It’s a darker, more nuanced portrait than the Sexy Nose Hair cover art implies.
Code Name Verity, by Elizabeth Wein:
Trust me? Add this to your list. Don’t trust me? Add it to your list anyway. Fan of historical fiction? Espionage? World War II stories? Add it, add it, add it. Even if your tastes don’t usually tend in that direction, you need to pick it up anyway. It will make you dissolve into a puddle, and then, once you’ve recovered, you’ll immediately read it all over again. That’s what I did.
Black City (A Black City Novel), by Elizabeth Richards:
LONG STORY SHORT: WILL YOU LIKE IT? IT DEPENDS.
Shadow and Bone (Grisha Trilogy (Shadow and Bone)), by Leigh Bardugo:
Before the story even starts, there’s a map and a list of intriguingly named soldier types like “Tidemakers,” “Alkemi” and “Heartrenders.” Among those factors and the cover, I was predisposed to like this book before I even started reading it. And, overall, I did... with a few reservations.
One of Those Hideous Books Where the Mother Dies, by Sonya Sones (new edition):
The parts about the Hollywood high school are priceless, Aunt Max is awesome, and like What My Mother Doesn't Know, it's predictable, but not in a bad way. Oh, and she's a big reader, so there are a couple of poems that are basically reading lists of awesome YA books. Rad.