Josh Aterovis
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I shot my mom a text that I was running late and drove home as fast as I dared without risking a speeding ticket. That was the last thing I needed. I’d be grounded for months. Dad was waiting as I walked through the door. “You’re late.” “I know. I’m sorry, Dad,” I replied hurriedly. “It was stupid of me. I had a fight with the guys and needed some time by myself, so I went to the beach. I lost track of time. I texted Mom as soon as I realized what time it was.” “Well, don’t ju
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@Geron Kees @drsawzall How about twice a week? I think I can handle that. 😉
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Thanks, @drsawzall! Right now I'm thinking one chapter a week, but I'm open to suggestions!
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Thank you so much @gmc! That the current plan. 😊
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Thanks, @Geron Kees! And thanks for your encouragement.
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“This may be a ‘play class,’ but don’t expect any playing.” Mr. Tatum cast an imperious eye over the room. After two previous years in the class, I’d heard it all before. The drama teacher never changed a single word of his first day speech. I could practically mouth it along with him, but I didn’t. I never did anything that was disrespectful or might get me in trouble. I was a “good kid.” “This is a serious drama class,” he continued. “We’ll be doing serious work, and I will expect
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There is a delicate-looking plant native to North America called bleeding heart. When it blooms, its long, arching branches are covered with tiny heart-shaped flowers, each one with what looks like a drop of blood coming out the bottom—hence the name. It likes shade and doesn’t much care for wind. Unfortunately, we were getting a lot of wind that day. From the window overlooking the garden, I watched it blow furiously through the brightly colored flowers. Many of them had already lost thei
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Killian Kendall is used to being overlooked, even at home. That's about to change with the arrival of a new kid at school. Seth is openly gay and, for reasons he can't really understand, Killian finds himself drawn to him. When the boy is killed in a brutal attack, and Killian is injured in the process, he begins to questions everything. The police are eager to label the attack as a random mugging, but Killian was there. He knows better. With the help of the murdered boy's father and his friends, Killian starts his own investigation, but his search turns up hatred in small town America.
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I think Geron Kees is one of the best writers on this site. His Charlie Boone series is a sprawling delight, but his other stories are just as strong, and Journey Beyond the Sea might be his best yet. From the incredibly original world building (which should come as no surprise if you've read any of the other stories by this author) to characters you quickly grow to care deeply about to a rollicking adventure story reminiscent of (and drawing inspiration from) 19th century high seas tales. It's a coming of age story with romance and high stakes. Can't wait for the next book in the series.
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