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July 17th, 2010 Posted 7:28 am

Why not? Because maybe everyone has to recover from the party. Meanwhile here’s the VOYA (Voice of Youth Advocates) review of Bullet Point:

Baseball is cut because of the budget, so sixteen-year-old Wyatt, advised by his coach, transfers to a more affluent high school in Silver City. Wyatt, who has had a fight with his out-of-work step-father, is eager to go but his friend, who also moves, takes the vacant spot on the team. Baseball, however,is forgotten whenWyatt discovers that his biological father, Sonny Racine, is serving a life-sentence in nearby Sweetwater Penitentiary for armed robbery. Wyatt’s life changes fast when he is drawn into a sexual relationship with sophisticated nineteen-year-old Greer, who has a “reputation,” and as he begins to receive calls from a father he had not known until he visited him in prison. Is his father innocent? Some believe so, including Greer. “Same person could arrive at different answers” is an insight that Wyatt learns the hard way as he and Greer begin to investigate the robbery at Millerville with dire results. Wyatt’s odyssey takes place in a well-delineated landscape of recession that affects Wyatt’s and Greer’s lives. The emphasis on Wyatt’s character and his relationships, especially the back-and-forth relationship between Wyatt and Greer, together with questions about innocence, guilt, and justice contribute to a complex story that is a thriller with a dramatic denouement.

Wyatt is an engaging, thoughtful teenager who experiences how things can spin out-of-control when one does not know all the answers. This is a very well-written, riveting read for older teens.

-Hillary Crew.


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The End Of Baseball (From Bullet Point)


April 23rd, 2010 Posted 9:35 am

Coach Bouchard met all the baseball players after school that day in the gym. The coach was a little white-haired guy with big hands and cold blue eyes that never seemed to blink. He’d coached baseball at East Canton High for forty years, won many district championships and six state championships, but before that he’d had a long career in the minor leagues, finally making it to the majors for the last week of his last season, and going one for seven at the plate, that one being a triple, as Wyatt and the whole team knew from looking him up on-line.

The players sat in the stands, Coach Bouchard on his feet before them. “Any of you guys not heard the news by now?” he said. No one spoke. “Pretty straightforward – we got the ax. Not just us, all sports, all what they call extracurriculars.” The coach had a way of dragging out certain big words, like extracurriculars, resulting in a tone Wyatt thought was sarcastic. “Excepting for the marching band – that got saved at the last minute. What’re they gonna march for, that’s my goddamn question.” Coach Bouchard glared at the team, like they’d done something wrong. “How about you guys? Any questions of your own?”

The boys were silent.

“This ever happen to you before?” the coach said. “Don’t think so. Then there gotta be some questions.”

A kid said, “Why? Why is this happening?”

“Town’s broke,” said the coach.

“How can the whole town be broke?” said another.

“State’s broke, too,” the coach said. “School budget comes part from the state, part from property tax here in East Canton. But when folks is in foreclosure – you all know what that means? Foreclosure?” Nods here and there. “When the bank’s taking your house away – that’s foreclosure.” Wyatt knew already: he’d seen it happening on his own street. “And when folks are in foreclosure, do they keep on paying their property tax?”

“Why should we?”

Wyatt glanced back up in the stands, saw that question had come from Willie Garcia, a senior, the back-up middle infielder. He didn’t remember ever hearing Willie speak before, never seen much expression on his face, either. Plenty of expression now: he looked angry.

“I hear you,” said Coach Bouchard. “And it’s not just folks’s houses. When a business goes under, say a business like Baker Brothers, then they stop paying taxes, too. Not many businesses that size in East Canton. Town can go broke in a hurry.” He gazed at the boys. “Any other questions? If there ain’t, those of you what got equipment belonging to the team, go on and keep it, far as I’m concerned. Other’n that – “

“I’ve got a question,” Wyatt said.

“Shoot,” said the coach.

“Where are we going to play baseball?”

Coach Bouchard closed his eyes and shook his head slowly from side to side.

Tuesday April 27, 3:30 PM ET: PA on Cover to Cover, Sirius/XM channel 163.

Tomorrow: back to Albie Rose, Foster and Tiffany 3.


Booklist Review (Starred): Bullet Point


April 15th, 2010 Posted 8:21 am

“It’s common enough to call a book a page-turner, but here’s one that should’ve been printed on a scroll – those pesky page turns take far too much time. With an engulfing plot, multifaceted characters, and a plausibility rare to the genre, Abrahams’s latest beats you senseless and leaves you for dead. Great, huh? When a budget crunch squeezes out his school’s baseball program, 16-year-old Wyatt moves across the state to take advantage of another school’s team. It’s there that he meets Greer – a few years older, beautiful, and equipped with wildly fluctuating mood swings. The frequent arguments between the two are the book’s heart, skipping fluenty and believably between impatience, attraction, desperation, and hope. Like almost all the characters in the book, Greer’s good/bad status is perpetually in doubt, especially when her incarcerated dad helps arrange a meeting between Wyatt and his biological father, who also resides in the local prison. When Wyatt begins to suspect his father’s innocence, he gets curious – and in trouble. Gutsier and sexier than most YA novels dare, Abrahams’s thriller wrenches guts with a Richard Price-like facility. Readers will be as irretrievably drawn in as Wyatt.”

– Daniel Kraus


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March 3rd, 2010 Posted 8:27 am

Bernie says we have to do some housekeeping. This means what, exactly?

“Tell them that other guy’s site isn’t up to date. I checked it yesterday and it needs work – problem is you-know-who has to find someone to do a whole redesign, he says. Hope it happens soon, because the site doesn’t even mention Bullet Point, his teen suspense novel – pretty dark, for teens – coming out in April. And why doesn’t it say that Reality Check is a finalist for the best YA Edgar Award?”

Don’t ask me.

“And as for the To Fetch A Thief pub date – there’s still nothing set.”

To Fetch A Thief? I thought the title was …

“And ask them, kind of as an experiment, if they’d like to read this short story the other guy wrote for a kids collection called Up All Night. It’s over 5000 words, but you could post it over the course of three days or so.”

I could. Or I could have a nice big stretch.



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