[Blog Tour + Giveaway + Playlist + Review] THE EDGE OF ANYTHING by Nora Shalaway Carpenter, 5 out of 5 stars

About the Book

Title: The Edge of Anything
Author: Nora Shalaway Carpenter
Publisher: Running Press Teen (March 24, 2020)
Genre: Young Adult, Contemporary, Fiction, Mental Health
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Blurb

Len is a loner teen photographer haunted by a past that’s stagnated her work and left her terrified she’s losing her mind. Sage is a high school volleyball star desperate to find a way around her sudden medical disqualification. Both girls need college scholarships. After a chance encounter, the two develop an unlikely friendship that enables them to begin facing their inner demons.

But both Len and Sage are keeping secrets that, left hidden, could cost them everything, maybe even their lives.

Set in the North Carolina mountains, this dynamic #ownvoices novel explores grief, mental health, and the transformative power of friendship.

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Excerpt

Chapter One

Len

The first thing Len noticed was the floor. That was always the first thing these days, her eyes constantly scanning the places her feet had to touch. Unless she jumped about four feet, there wasn’t a single clean tile to step on.

She didn’t remember noticing them last year—all the streaks and brown bits littering the hallway—but that seemed impossible. Had she simply not cared?

“Move it, loser,” someone muttered behind her. She didn’t recognize the voice, but it didn’t matter. Len was used to the insults. She didn’t take her eyes off the floor.

“Weirdo,” the kid said. “Seriously, hurry up. Varsity’s already started.”

Len’s chest cramped as she tried to decide where to step.

“Come on!” Someone else groaned, and Len forced herself to move up in line, one foot, then two. The sole of her boot tracked through a dark brown streak, and she told herself it wasn’t dog shit. Someone else would have noticed if it was dog shit, right? And why didn’t anyone else seem to care?

The slick squeaks of soles on hardwood echoed from the gym. It’s just mud, Len thought again, repeating the word like a mantra. Mud, mud, mud.

“Three dollars, please. Four if you want the raffle.”

Len blinked at the librarian. When had he started taking ticket money? And what was Len even doing here? She didn’t like volleyball, not really.

The librarian held out his hand. “You coming in, Len?”

“I—uh . . .” Heat speckled her face and neck. Had she always had such trouble making decisions? She turned to leave when the memory of why she’d come to the game jolted her. The phone, ringing, ringing. Seven p.m. on the dot. Fauna.

Len couldn’t go back home. Not yet.

“Jesus, Lemon,” said the first voice. “You in or out?”

Len shoved her cash onto the table and pushed her way into the gym.

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Chapter Two

Sage

THWOPP!

Sage started forward, even though there was no way the ball would reach her. Probably wouldn’t even make it over the net. That hollow thud meant a too-slack hand, a poor serve. Still, she crouched low, weight on the balls of her fire-orange Asics, in case she needed to sprawl.

The ball kissed the net, skimmed a few feet sideways along the top then dropped back on the opponent’s side, sending Sage’s bench into near-hysterics. Sage’s Southview Rams hadn’t defeated their hometown rival Asheville High in three seasons, and that missed serve kept her team alive.

Go time. Sage walked back to the server’s box as the scoreboard ticked 13-14. Varsity matches went best out of five, and this one had gone to the last game. Match point for Asheville. Again.

Kayla Davis ran up to her. “You got this, Sage,” she said. “You got it.”

Sage nodded. The line judge tossed her the ball.

Coach Craig held up four fingers beneath his clipboard, but Sage wouldn’t have needed the signal. She knew Asheville’s weak-side hitter was just that—weak. Even if she hadn’t studied the game tape for the past three nights, a few plays into the match revealed who was most likely to shank her serve.

From the bench, her teammates shouted themselves horse.

“Pound it, Sage!”

“They can’t touch you!”

“Come on, baby!”

Sage twirled the volleyball in her hands, then bounced it once, her ritual. She heard the cheers, but also didn’t, like a person knows she’s breathing without thinking about it. She extended the ball onto her left palm.

If she mis-served, her rivals won.

The referee whistled, signaling her.

Sage stared down the opposing setter, making her think she was the target. Then she tossed the ball and hammered a topspin directly at position four. The girl barely had time to protect her face before the ball hit her elbow and ricocheted out of bounds.

The Rams’ bench almost lost its mind. On the court, Sage performed the celebratory Ace ritual with her teammates—two stomps and a clap—but her face stayed stone flat. The ref tossed her the ball. Coach Craig held up another four.

This time Sage backed against the wall. She tossed the ball high, then leapt to meet it in a jump serve—more intimidating than her topspin, but not as fast. Asheville’s receiver got a better handle on it, but the ball shot into the net and dropped to the ground before her setter could even touch it.

15-14, Rams advantage. Unlike the first four games that went to twenty-five points, the fifth game of a match only went to fifteen. But you had to win by two. This was it, then. Or could be. Sage walked back to the service line.

“Timeout!” Asheville’s coach called. Kayla slung her arm around Sage as they joined Southview’s huddle. “You got this,” her best friend said, squeezing her shoulders. “I know you got it.” Sage allowed a tight nod.

“One point and they’re back in it!” Coach quieted the bench with a look. He pointed at Sage. “They’re trying to ice you,” he said, like she didn’t know. “Hit six this time.”

Sage made a face. “Four’s shanked it twice. I’m in her head.”

“She knows you’re coming for her. She’ll be ready.”

“Doesn’t matter,” said Sage. “She can’t hit it.”

Coach raised his eyebrows, daring her to continue arguing. Last year Sage had ignored a call, and Coach had benched her, star player or no. It probably cost the team the game. “Six,” he repeated. The whistle blew.

Sage held his gaze to let him know she disagreed, then cracked her neck and walked back to the server’s box.

“Just one more, Sagey.” Ella Cruz smacked her hip as she trotted past.

Only Ella could get away with calling her Sagey. But then, nobody fed her sets like Ella.

Sage picked up the ball, the team’s energy thrumming though her. Most of her teammates, good as they were, wouldn’t trade positions with her for the world. She sensed this instinctively, the same way she intuited when a player was going to tip almost before the player did. With the game in the balance, her teammates didn’t want the serve. Didn’t want the risk of failure. That was the difference between Sage Zendasky and the rest: these were the moments she felt most alive.

Sage slapped the ball with her palm, her mouth twitching a faint smile just to mess with Asheville’s players. This was why she showed up early to their three-hour practices and why she often stayed late. Why she played in an off-season travel league. Why she spent practically all of her free time with a volleyball in her hands.

The whistle shrilled. Sage tossed the ball . . .

and crushed it.

Asheville’s back middle—position six—dug the serve perfectly. Sage had a heartbeat of indignation—told you Craig—while she raced to position in the back row. She sunk down as Asheville’s hitter connected with the ball.

“Me, ME!” Lyz Greer called, causing Sage and Nina Marto to scissor away from her.

“THREE!” Ella shouted, flipping a short set to the middle. Kayla drilled it, but Position Six made another perfect dig. Five times the ball exchanged sides, Asheville’s hitters clearly avoiding Sage.

Come on, thought Sage. One time.

“Short!” screamed Ella, as Asheville’s middle flicked the ball over the blockers. Hannah Wainwright dove backwards, managing to punch it up with her fist, but the ball rocketed towards the back wall.

Asheville’s bench erupted as Sage took off. The ball was nearly a body length in front of her, but high, and she just might . . .

the wall . . .

She sprawled instinctually, hurling her fist upwards. It connected, sending the ball sailing back to the court.

“MEEEE!” called Nina.

Sage heard Nina the moment before her momentum took her into the wall. Concrete met her cheek as her ankle turned awkwardly. She cursed, but pushed herself back to position to see Nina’s free ball cross the net.

Asheville was disorganized, clearly thinking they’d won the point when Hannah shanked. They managed to get the ball back in three, but with an easy free pass right to Sage. Ella’s eyes lit as she set Sage’s perfect pass to Kayla.

Asheville formed a double block, but Sage saw the hole behind it.

“Q!” She shouted the code letter. “Kayla, Q!”

Kayla attacked the net like she hadn’t heard, but at the last second pulled back her swing and tipped the ball into the gap behind the blockers.

The ball floated—movie-style-slow—and dropped to the floor.

“AHHHHHHHHH!” Sage screamed so her heart wouldn’t burst. Her teammates echoed her, high-fiving and jumping on one another. Kayla thrust her chest out, nodding like a pro-footballer while Ella punched the air.

“You!” Sage said, rushing Kayla. “That was perfect!”

“YOU!” Kayla said, shaking her. “I thought we were dead. Did you hit the wall?”

“Yeah, she did,” said Ella, slapping her back. “She be crazy.”

Sage smiled, light headed from the high of victory. Hannah raced toward her, and forgetting her ankle, Sage leapt to meet her in a shoulder bump. As she peaked, she registered it all simultaneously: Kayla’s whoops; her teammates converging; Coach’s wide and seldom-shown grin.

The thrill of it twitched her heart as she reconnected with the ground . . .

and fainted.

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Official Book Playlist

Check out the The Edge of Anything playlist, created by Nora Carpenter herself.

Young as the Morning, Old as the Sea by Passenger (Len)

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The Fighter by Gym Class Hero (Sage)

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Head above Water by Avril Lavigne (Len)

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Girl on Fire by Alicia Keys (Sage)

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Don’t Look Down by Ivan B (Len)

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Lash Out by Alice Merton (Sage)

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Breaking Down by Florence + the Machine (Len)

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Champion by Fall Out Boy (Sage)

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Everything I Wanted by Billie Eilish (Len)

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Wounds by Kid Cudi (Sage)

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Warrior by Demi Lovato (Len)

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Fight Song by Rachel Platten (Sage)

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Review

After a tragic incident, Len knows something’s gone wrong with her. But she can’t let anyone know, especially her parents. They barely make ends meet and she doesn’t want to add to their current emotional baggage. Sage knows exactly what she wants — to be a pro volleyball player. But after learning about her rare heart condition, she loses touch with family and friends. Sage meets Len and she is curious all of a sudden. She knows Len is being weird for a reason and wants to help her. The courage to push through brings them together and an unforgettable friendship starts.

This is not your typical YA read. It does a wonderful job of educating people and erasing the stigma on mental health and homosexuality. It’s heavy from the very beginning and lightens a bit toward the end. Carpenter does a good job in creating Len and Sage; they are opposites but similar. The story alternates their points of view and it’s amazing how Sage’s fast-paced narrative complements Len’s slow revelation. Touching hearts in many ways, this book teaches one of the most basic rules in human nature: always think about what you say and do, because they affect others more than you’ll ever know. It also shows how acceptance does not always heal, but it sure helps in dealing with the pain. Trigger warnings include bullying, hypertrophic cardiomyopathy, dementia, OCD, panic attacks, and miscarriages.

Thanks to NetGalley and Running Press for giving me a copy in exchange for an honest review.⁣⁣ For more bookish content and honest reviews, check my sidebar: follow me here and on the rest of my social media accounts.

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Favorite Quotes

“Life wasn’t just unfair. Sometimes it was downright malicious.”

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“When you’re creative, your heart is more open. Your body’s more sensitive and alive. We feel everything deeper, even the bad things.”

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“We call our destinies to ourselves.”

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“Good intentions were worthless when no one knew what to do with them.”

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“And while the lie didn’t feel awesome, it made everyone happy.”

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“I don’t think I’ll ever be ready. But I’m going in.”
“You know that’s the definition of courage, right?”

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“Maybe people got more than one lifetime. Maybe she thought she only had one because she simply hadn’t found another.”

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About the Author

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Nora Shalaway Carpenter holds an MFA in Writing for Children and Young Adults from Vermont College of Fine Arts. Before she wrote books, she served as associate editor of Wonderful West Virginia magazine and has been a Certified Yoga Teacher since 2012. Originally from rural West Virginia, she currently lives in Asheville, North Carolina with her husband, three young children, and one not-so-young dog.

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Giveaway

Win a hardcopy of THE EDGE OF ANYTHING by Nora Shalaway Carpenter, a character art postcard by Kelsey Lecky of K. A. K. Lecky Illustration, a bookmark, and a pop-open card from Thoughtfulls (US-only). This giveaway runs from March 24 until April 7, 2020. Click here to enter.

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Tour Schedule

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[Review] THE LAST TOURIST (Milo Weaver #4) by Olen Steinhauer, DNF

About the Book

Title: The Last Tourist
Author: Olen Steinhauer
Publisher: Minotaur Books (March 2020)
Find it on: Goodreads | B&N | Google Books | Amazon | Kobo | iBooks

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Review

Abdul Ghali, a CIA analyst, is tasked to go after Milo Weaver — the head of The Library. The Library is a private organization collecting classified information all over the world. It does not trust the authorities, hence its creation, and is often involved with terrorists and violence.⁣

But Abdul is not a field agent. For the longest time, he’s been sitting behind his desk and computer analyzing data. So the big question is, why is the CIA sending him and why now?⁣

This book is the fourth installment in the Milo Weaver series, but it can’t be read as a standalone. It uses jargon, most of which I would not have understood had I not read similar spy books before.⁣

The story-telling is dry and cold. The characters are two-dimensional. It’s easy to get confused between Milo and Alan, between Leticia and Alexandra because sometimes it’s not clear who’s speaking. There are no chapter headings to indicate whose POV it is.⁣

There is no clear mission to the point that it gets frustrating. At first, they are tracking Milo, then Abdul, the Milo again, then someone else. The story is dragging, and things only quicken at ~30%. ⁣

On a positive note, the book tackles relevant issues, is backed-up with good research, and is feminist.⁣

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[Review] THE UNEXPECTED SPY by Tracy Walder, Jessica Anya Blau, 4 out of 5 stars

Tracy Schandler recounts her younger years — from being bullied in high school to being a more self-aware Delta Gamma girl at the USC, to landing a career spot in the CIA and eventually, the FBI. Tracy is a sucker for history and, like most of us, she wants to make this world a better place. Getting face-to-face with the most wanted terrorists in the early 2000s, she had never once felt afraid. What really led her to start her revolution is learning that the discrimination against women is just as much of a struggle as having to catch and extract information from Islamic extremists.

The events in this book are based on real events, and because of the sensitivity of the information, several parts of the narrative have been redacted. There are also a few typographical errors present. In spite of these, the message that Tracy Schandler (now Walder) conveys is still loud and clear.

The writing style is expository, and there’s nothing more enlightening than learning recent history from a primary source. The content is heavy, but the book has the right amount of humor and sarcasm to balance it out. Initially, the fight for gender equality is not inherent, but as the book comes to an end, that seems to be the over-arching theme. The focus shifts abruptly from fighting criminals to fighting double-standards.

Though this book deals with war and violence, it is slow-paced in revealing the ups and downs of being a spy. The narrative slowly builds up and ends with an inspiring call to action. Trigger warnings include terrorism (e.g., 9/11), hypotonia, graphic injuries, death of a loved one, PTSD, racism, and sexism.

Thanks to NetGalley and St. Martin’s Press for giving me a copy of this book in exchange for an honest review. Check my sidebar, follow me here and on the rest of my social media accounts for more bookish stuff and honest reviews!

[Review] NO WE CAN’T BE FRIENDS by Sophie Ranald, 2⚝ (Did Not Finish)

This is my first DNF of the year. But from what I have read until ~45% of the book, I’d rate it a 2 out of 5. This review may contain some spoilers.

First of all, the book is promoted as a romantic comedy, but there is nothing funny going on, at least in the first half.

Secondly, most of the characters are problematic. Sloane’s husband, Myles, is obviously cheating on her with his colleague, Bianca. But instead of talking to Myles about it, her first plan of action is to “win the competition”, which means having lots of hot sex and then snooping around Myles’ phone for evidence. Myles is caught in the act but instead of apologizing, he gets angry with Sloane for not respecting his privacy. While that is really something to be mad about, that’s not the point. He is one cheating bastard and he won’t admit it. And then there’s Bianca. How can you even call yourself as Sloane’s friend when you’re fucking her husband behind her back? And instead of telling Sloane the truth, she gives her vague hints to somehow clear her conscience.

As I read along, the issues got heavier for me so I just decided to stop. None of the characters piqued my interest anymore and the story was not getting better. Still, thanks to NetGalley and Bookouture for giving me a copy in exchange for an honest review.

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[Review] The Love Solution by Ashley Croft, 3⚝

Sarah and Molly Havers have been orphaned since their teenage years. Sarah, being the eldest, sets her dreams aside for a while in order to support younger Molly. Fast forward a bit, Sarah is now living happily with her boyfriend Niall and has even started her own jewelry business. Little did she know about what’s coming and how these events will shake her world. Dr. Molly Havers, on the other hand, is a behavioral ecologist working on a hormone that can alter people’s feelings and make them in love. She is doing this under the guidance of her boss, Dr. Ewan Baxter, whom she also has the hots for. Is this ‘Love Bug’ really the solution they’ve been looking for? Can love really be controlled?

I love that this book is feminist in nature. I also love that it has a good balance of romance and humor. However, I found the premise problematic. There have already been a lot of stories about creating a love potion and this one did not really stand out. I hated Sarah’s character but I adored Molly and Ewan’s relationship. My favorite character would have to be Liam because he is the gentleman we all need. I would recommend this to friends looking for a light but not-so-impressive read. Trigger warnings include a car accident, death, cheating, sex, pregnancy, profanity, and mental health problems.

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[Review] SUCH A FUN AGE by Kiley Reid, 4⚝

Happy last day of 2019 and happy Pub Day to this book! Thanks to NetGalley & G.P. Putnam’s Sons for giving me a copy in exchange for an honest review.

Emira Tucker is a twenty-five-year-old African American who is struggling to find a “normal” employment. She’s turning twenty-six soon and that means she has to find a job that will cover her own health insurance because she can’t depend on her parents anymore. She applies as a part-time babysitter for Alix and Peter Chamberlain’s eldest daughter, Briar. One night, the Chamberlains get one of their windows busted due to a racist comment made by Peter on national television. Filled with panic, Alix calls Emira, who’s in the middle of a friend’s party, to distract Briar for a while as they deal with the police. What Emira doesn’t know is that this night will have a huge impact on her life. This particular night, at Market Depot, Emira will encounter a racist guard, come to know her future boyfriend Kelley Copeland, and soon learn about the connection of Kelley and Alix.

Such a Fun Age by Kiley Reid is masterfully written. It is both feminist and diverse. Initially, the story was kind of slow for me but in the middle up ’til the end, everything got more exciting. I love how the friendships in this book were so relatable. I also love how adorable Emira is with Briar.

The conflict was so intriguing that I couldn’t wait until everything was explained and resolved. This book has got me scrutinizing Kelley and Alix page after page, looking for clues as to who is really telling the truth. I was also questioning and constantly checking-in with myself because this book made me realize that sometimes, privilege seems too mundane in our daily lives that we forget that there are people who don’t get to enjoy these things as much as we do.

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[Review] LOVE LETTERING by Kate Clayborn, 5⚝

Meg Mackworth does lettering for a living. It’s amazing how she thinks in font styles and associates feelings with her doodles. She has this habit of putting hidden messages in her output and is currently facing an artist’s block. Reid Sutherland is a numbers guy. To say that he is good with patterns and codes is definitely an understatement. They first met when Meg did the wedding program for Reid and his fiancée, Avery. Fast forward to almost a year, Reid is back in the shop where Meg works and confronts her about something. This confrontation leads to a series of meetings between a girl who breathes letters and a guy who sees numbers.

This book is everything I wanted. Everything is on point – the romance, the humor, the conflicts. All the characters are relatable even when a few of them are not likable. I like that the book is feminist and LGBT-friendly. Love Lettering is indeed a fit title because this is a story about different kinds of love (passion for what you do, attraction to and falling in love with your partner, solid friendships, and even self-love) and how you make these relationships work. I enjoyed reading this in Meg’s point-of-view because she gives life to each letter and each word. I was touched by how this book was written and I can honestly say that Meg and Reid are #relationshipgoals. Trigger warnings include cheating, divorce, sex.

Thanks to NetGalley and Kensington Books for a copy of this wonderful book in exchange for a review.

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