Occasionally, I will read a book that reminds me of my childhood. Sometimes it will be a character, others a setting. Basically any and all private school backdrops resonate with me. In May Bird and the Ever After, I fell in love with May Bird. I swear Anderson knew me as a child and wanted to write a book about me. I love it. I’m not even done with it, and yet here I am blogging about it.

May Bird is an outcast in her community, in the world of mean girls she is imaginative and interesting, two things that normally don’t top the list of qualities that make a girl popular. She also has a cat, named Somber Kitty, who is interesting to say the least. He’s a hairless Rex, and he isn’t helping her on her climb to the top. Basically, he’s the coolest cat in the world. I want a Somber Kitty.

May Bird, in her search for something to do in her small and boring town, finds a letter that was mailed to her in 1951. Crazy, right? She takes the letter seriously, because someone in that letter believes in her enough to ask for her help. And believe me, help is on the way.

Now, the rest of the story is extremely fulfilling, and I will most likely update you about it. However, my best encouragement is for you to go to B&N or whatever bookseller you prefer, and pick up a copy. You won’t be disappointed. =)

Favorite Lines Thus Far:
“But even though May was tired this morning, she wasn’t sleepy. It was the kind of day where the world seemed full of promise. The dragonflies were humming, and the sun beating on the porch made the wood smell woodsy. It felt like a Day that Meant Something” (26).

“There, sitting on her bed, with its back to her, was a figure. Stretched out to one side, its long, white fingers drummed against the windowsill, while the other hand seemed to be tucked up in front of it, as if it was supporting its chin. Its body was long and skinny, covered by a long, ragged shirt and a pair of ripped pants, and its head, from what May could see of it, was enormous and round like a pumpkin, with a tuft of hair up top. Through the figure’s body, the round orb of the moon and the trees below were completely visible. He was like a piece of light” (38).

More to come later. Now, go read something, or do something, but enjoy yourselves.

I would post a picture of the book, but MarsEdit is causing me great difficulties right now. I’m feeling a temper tantrum coming. =)

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