My name is Gorges, which is pronounced just like “George” because the S is silent, but of course some kids call me “Jor-Jess” or “Gorgeous.” I don’t much care. There are worst things to be called that Gorgeous, even for a boy.–Liar & Spy by Rebecca Stead
The League of Unexceptional Children by Gitty Daneshvari
Cover art by James Lancett
You took what you had and you took what you knew and what you felt and what you guessed and you mixed them all together, and remembered to look out the window and listen to the birds sing while you were doing it. Plus, it didn’t hurt to count your blessings while you were beating the batter. Louise thought this might be the recipe for the whole world.–Wishes, Kisses, and Pigs by Betsy Hearne
Something was still missing. Controlling the plane, Nashville couldn’t help but feel what a conductor must feel using a baton to direct a symphony. But Nashville didn’t want to conduct the music. Nashville wanted to be the music. He wanted to tap-dance across the notes of the page, to visit each black circle on the sheet music like a hummingbird visits each flower. He wanted to fly.–Beyond the Laughing Sky by Michelle Cuevas
Question of the Day: Have you ever gone camping?