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Take a looky at this!!!

It's the cover for the next Warriors book, Sunrise!!! Ain't it purdy?

Hollyleaf looks a little weird in the cover...more like a lump of black fur with two green eyes sticking out and a bluish nose...

The Tooth Fairy

Seventeen fairies were excitedly clustered around a small wooden table. Their wings glimmered with the blue of the ocean and the warm colors of leaves on a crisp autumn morning as they flitted back and forth. Infinitesimal necklaces of mother-of-pearl hung from their necks, the tiny, buttery beads iridescent against their pale skin.

One of the fairies was sitting at the smooth, chocolate-colored table with a fountain pen and scrolls. The parchment crackled as she scribbled frantically on it, the thick creamy paper entirely covered with calligraphy writing. The fairy, was, as everyone knew, the fabled Tooth Fairy, who lived in a milky white palace made entirely out of children’s teeth.

Being one of the most finicky queens in all of fairy history, she conducted daily examinations of her kingdom to make sure everything was in pristine condition. The drawbridge had to bisect the moat exactly into two pieces. After a celebration or feast, the palace was to be remitted and cleaned until it was back to its original state. All the teeth had to be sparkling clean and glued together without any excess paste or spaces. According to the Tooth Fairy, even a miniscule hole between two teeth could lead to a cavernous aperture big enough to hold a whole human child inside. The most important rule in the queen’s realm was that everyone must brush their teeth- even the clever ogres at Beast Woods who never bothered to use proper utensils when eating and ripped the meat off their prey with their fang-like teeth.

As everyone loathed the Tooth Fairy (and especially her contradictory, paradoxical remarks), all the citizens of the queen’s land eagerly awaited the day when their savior would finally arrive. They imagined a tall, young, good-looking hero with flyaway black hair, glasses, and a scar on his forehead. He would courageously stride into the palace and challenge the Tooth Fairy to a duel… Or maybe they were just reading too much Harry Potter.

The convention of fairies was disturbed by a loud, thunderous noise. The walls of the palace began to quaver uncontrollably, and the glass chandeliers on the ceiling trembled and swung to and fro. A short man in a top hat entered the room, and a collective whisper of “The Candy Master!” swept through the fairies. The Tooth Fairy rose to meet the intruder, her longtime adversary, and the magical creatures anxiously awaited the outcome. Some hoped that the Candy Master would win and annihilate the queen from the world, but others hoped that their mistress would kill the opponent instead.

And the sun rose and set and rose and set and once again rose and set as the two fought, until…

The Plumpuppets

When little heads weary have gone to their bed,
When all the good nights and prayers have been said,
Of all the good fairies that send brains to rest
The little Plumpuppets are those I love best.

If you pillow is lumpy, or hot, thin, and flat,
The little Plumpuppets know just what they're at:
They plump up the pillow, all soft, cool, and fat-
The little plumpuppets plump-up it!

The little Plumpuppets are fairies of beds;
They have nothing to do but watch sleepyheads;
They turn down the sheets and they tuck you in tight,
And dance on your pillow to wish you good night!

-By Christopher Morley

Lemon Cupcakes

The small lemon cupcakes sat forlornly in their plastic packaging. As an unsuspecting hand carefully opened the box, some cupcakes clung to the lid while others tilted over lopsidedly in the container. Although the cupcakes looked delicious from the outside, they were really "evil" on the inside.

The cupcake was as hard as a rock. The color and taste of stale cardboard, the inside cake was capable of causing indigestion, diarrhea, and much worse. The yellow swirl of frosting on the outside, if anything, was comforting. Overly sweet, the frosting was lightly blanketed by miniature crystallized pink-and-white sprinkles. The sprinkles and sweet frosting helped to balance out the bland flavor of the cupcake, but it did not improve the softness and quality of the cake. Sickening and disgusting, the lemon cupcakes were sure to cause nothing but trouble and misery to any unfortunate soul unlucky enough to try the sweet out.

*These cupcakes really do exist! I tried one myself and almost gagged. I threw it away after the first bite. :-)*

Haunting Halloween Tales From Home

Trick-or-treating was a parade this year-and it was surprisingly warm outside compared to previous experiences!

Me as a witchy witch:

My loot of candy this year (114!). It became 119 after I weeded out the unsatisfactory ones (seriously, who likes coconut butter toffee?) and traded with my sister:

My candy! Not yours!

My sister and I:

My sister and I with our Halloween bags (I'm eating licorice):

Happy Halloween!

And while I was at it, I decided to post the Google logo for today, which I think is awesome.




Hope everyone has a great Halloween!

Haunting Halloween Tales From School

Well, maybe they weren't so haunting, but they were certainly festive. Since I have no school tomorrow on Halloween (teacher training day!), we had "Wear Your Halloween Costume to School Day" today. I was a witch as usual- I'll try to post up some pictures later. There were also several other witches, not to mention an abundance of pirates, fairies, and some rather original costumes. There were farmers and gangsters and weird vampire people and much much more. There were two people wearing McCain masks...no Obama masks though. I thought that was slightly odd because most of the people at my school support Obama, until I found out that no one liked the Obama mask because it had huge beaver teeth (or so I heard). The McCain masks caused a bit of trouble as everyone wanted to try them out (apparently they smelled horrible on the inside), and the teachers took to banning the masks from being worn. My art teacher "confiscated" the McCain mask and put it on herself- she looked hilarious!

There was also someone who was wearing a mask of a very old man with tons of white hair sprouting from his ears. No one knew what the costume really was. And the boy refused to talk- it was part of his costume. Go figure.

The Shadow Thieves

by Anne Ursu

I would probably give The Shadow Thieves by Anne Ursu a four out of five. It was a mix between the Percy Jackson and the Olympians series by Rick Riordan and Peter and the Shadow Thieves by Dave Barry and Ridley Pearson, in my opinion. It definitely had a lot of suspense, that's for sure, and it contained a lot of Greek mythology for those mythology lovers.

The only problem that I had with the book was that it was a little too predictable for me. There were a lot of hints about what would happen next, and just by the title, I could tell what the whole book was about: there are people who steal shadows, so the main character has to go on a quest to stop the shadow thieves. Pretty steoreotypical. But other than that, The Shadow Thieves was a great book and I would definitely recommend it.

My Sister's Favorite Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows Quote

"'Brains like that, you could be a Death Eater, son. Haven't I just proved my Patronus is a goat?'

'Oh,' said Ron. 'Yeah...well, I'm hungry!' he added defensively as his stomach gave an enormous rumble." (Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows, p. 560)

pear

The pear sits
upon a golden halo
of light
sparkling arabesque and
reflecting shards of carved glass

and it is surrounded by
apples, but
they all look up to
the Pear as if
she is their
Queen.

Sarah Palin Rap

This is hilarious- you should watch it!

Favorites Lists

Due to my prolonging ennui (just had to use that word!) at the moment, I have decided to make lists of my favorite things. For some reason, I find making "favorite" lists very interesting. So here goes.

FAVORITE PLACES

1. Borders Bookstore
I love going to Borders because there are just so many books there! Whenever I enter Borders to buy a book, the sight of the store just fills me with happiness. I think I could sit there forever just reading. And when new books came out, I could read them first!

2. Coffee Shops
They smell so good! And usually there are other foods at coffee shops, like muffins or cookies. Delicious things. Also, there are all those cozy little tables and couches where you can sit and enjoy your drink while reading a book or something. I've seen a Starbucks coffee place with a fireplace too, which made me super-excited when I first went there.

3. The Library
The library has got lots of books too, but you can't find all of them at the library. Then you have to put books on hold. I admit that it is fun to search up books on the library website and click that wonderful little button that says "Place Hold," but it does get annoying after a while when you have tons of books on hold and none of them have arrived. Anyways, it is fun to go to the library just to browse, or when you know that the book you want is there.

4. My Shower
Ahhhhhh....relaxation.


FAVORITE SMELLS

In this one I could not decide the order of my favorite smells, so this list is in no specific order.

1. Chocolate
Especially if it is cookies or cake or brownies baking in the oven. They should have chocolate-scented candles. Or do they already exist? I haven't seem them, anyways.

2. Lavender
I know people think that lavender is the old-granny-who-loves-gardening-and-her-house-stinks-of-herbs smell, but it smells really good. Really. I have lavender plants in the front yard, and I like to pinch them and smell my fingers. I have to watch out for the furry little bumblebees though. I think I named the lavender plants. Julia, Mary, Faith, Anne, and something else.

3. The Garage
No comment.

4. Coffee
Already mentioned above.

5. Food
Mostly all food smells good, as long as the food tastes good. Yucky food does not smell delicious. I'm sure you understand.

6. I Could Go On Forever With This
... so that's why I am going to stop. Yes, I know that there are flowers and perfumes and other what-nots that everyone thinks should have been at the top of my list. So here's what I have to say: I can't list all of them!


FAVORITE AND LEAST FAVORITE COLORS

Favorite: Purple
Purple...it's so mysterious and...dark. I seem to have a liking for dark colors. Happy-go-lucky bright colors annoy me. Like florescent colors and neon? Ugh! Purple is the best by far. It has a dark side to it, but it also has a bright side. Ever seen bright purple? Then you know what I mean.

Least Favorite: White
Yecccchhhh. White is so plain and bland. Yes, it represents innocence and purity and all that, but it is just...too white, I guess. I don't know how to explain it, but I don't like white! That's all there is to it. Oh, and for anyone who wonders why all the text on my blog is white if I don't like that color, would you be able to read anything on my blog if I made the text black? No? I thought so.


Well, that's it for now on favorites! If you disagree with anything here and would like to express your feelings on any favorites you have, just click the link in the corner of the post that says "comments." When you click this wonderful link, you will be transported to a place where you can write whatever comment you want! Please comment on this post!

Charlie Bone and the Shadow

by Jenny Nimmo

Warning: content below may contain spoilers.

This book gets five stars from me. I think that out of the whole Charlie Bone series, Charlie Bone and the Shadow by Jenny Nimmo was the best. This book was wonderfully action-packed and the story kept me reading until the very end.

Count Harken from Charlie Bone and the Red King is back, and his goals are to suck people into his kingdom, Badlock, and get rid of as many "good people" as he can. Charlie Bone, his friend' Billy Raven, and a dog named Runner Bean all get sucked into Badlock, where they have a rather scary adventure. Meanwhile back in Charlie's city, the usual battle between good and evil continues as always. The story ends with a cliffhanger that leaves a lot of questions unanswered.

All in all, a great page-turner and a must-read if you have already read the other books in the series.

Matilda

By Roald Dahl

Welcome to the world of Matilda Wormwood, super-genius. At age four, she read her way through all the children's books in the library. At age four, she mentally calculated her father's profits and losses in his secondhand car business. Now at age five (and a half), it is up to Matilda to save the victimized kids at her school from the terrorizing, former Olympic hammer thrower, and just plain scary headmistress. Will she rid the school of Headmistress Trunchbull forever, or will she end up being one among the other poor kids who were swung by their pigtails, hung by their ears or hair, or forced to eat a giant chocolate cake in one sitting?

The Inside Scoop on Santa Claus

The elf set down the small toy truck he was tinkering with and sighed. It was twenty-five past twelve already, and Mr. Claus still had not yet called lunch break. The boss’ demeanor was not one you could particularly call compassionate, the elf reflected as he began to paint the toy truck red with a miniscule brush. His pointy, sensitive ears ached from the clamoring din in the workshop; the usual factory noises and harried shouts of seven thousand elves working in one astronomical room created a tumultuous racket that bounced around the four wooden walls and pierced the elf’s eardrums like nails scraping against a chalkboard.

As the young creature scanned the room dully, his eyes fell upon an exquisitely painted portrait of the legendary Santa Claus. The old man in the portrait had jolly cheeks the color of roses, benign blue eyes that sparkled with the twinkle of stars, and a neatly kept mane, mustache, and beard of blinding white hair. Well, the elf thought savagely, no matter how judicious and generous the humans believed Santa Claus was, he knew who his so-called “magical” boss was: a hardhearted and insensate director with no sympathy towards his hardworking elves. And those flying reindeer! The elf’s eyes grew dark with displeasure as he pictured those irritating animals tossing their heads jauntily and showing off their glossy antlers; their overconfident airs and obvious smugness were enough to drive anyone insane. Rudolph was all right though, the elf consented silently. The lead reindeer’s modesty and larkish ways made him fun to be around, although he did become slightly arrogant when his glowing red nose was greeted with exclamations of wonder and admiration.

A loud, jangling bell signaling lunchtime interrupted the elf’s unspoken reverie. The magical creature cast a cursory glance at his boss, annoyed. He was just getting started on Mrs. Claus and her urbane sense of fashion, not to mention her sophisticated wardrobe of stylish ballroom dresses and outlandish red high heels! But his stomach was growling desperately, and he longingly yearned for a break from his tedious toy making. With a gusty sigh, the elf got up from his chair and followed the rest of the elves from the workshop room to his temporary freedom.