Showing posts with label Carrie Arcos. Show all posts
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Monday, January 27, 2014

Book Blast: There Will Come A Time by Carrie Arcos

18249312Release date: May 6th 2014
Publisher: Simon Pulse
Pre-Order: Amazon | B&N

Synopsis via Goodreads:
Mark knows grief. Ever since the accident that killed his twin sister, Grace, the only time he feels at peace is when he visits the bridge on which she died. Comfort is fleeting, but it’s almost within reach when he’s standing on the wrong side of the suicide bars. Almost.

Grace’s best friend, Hanna, says she understands what he’s going through. But she doesn’t. She can’t. It’s not just the enormity of his loss. As her twin, Mark should have known Grace as well as he knows himself. Yet when he reads her journal, it’s as if he didn’t know her at all.

As a way to remember Grace, Hanna convinces Mark to complete Grace’s bucket list from her journal. Mark’s sadness, anger, and his growing feelings for Hannah threaten to overwhelm him. But Mark can’t back out. He made a promise to honor Grace—and it’s his one chance to set things right.



About the Author
Carrie Arcos is a National Book Award Finalist for Young People's Literature for OUT OF REACH. She lives in Los Angeles with her family but is originally from Albany, New York.

Random tidbits:
On food: I don’t let my food touch. I eat one thing at a time. Indian food can be a challenge. Right now I’m embracing a vegetarian phase. Watch Forks over Knives. You’ll understand.

Some books (note, this changes all the time): The Road—a master at work, The Book Thief—for the Jesse Owens incident alone, The Hours because it saved me at a time when I needed saving, Perks of Being a Wallflower—because he gets it, Ender’s Game—didn’t see it coming, Speak—I couldn’t keep it on my shelf in school, The Giver—wonderful, The Martian Chronicles—anything by Ray Bradbury, The Passage—a new one for fun that I got totally swept up in, The Shawl—the potential of writing and story.

Books on Writing/Creativity: If You Want to Write—hands down the best, The War of Art—when you need a good butt kicking, Walking on Water—deep, thought provoking, for when I wished I wrote in the mountains, next to a stream of trickling water

Best Ice cream: Thrifty’s Chocolate Malted Crunch. Only the Thrifty brand.

On coffee: Coffee is not a shake. It should be black with a tiny hint of cream. No sugar, please.

My community: I attend Mosaic, a wonderful community of faith in Los Angeles. I have learned a great deal through my friends there and consider them family.

I am a dancer in my fantasy life. Every now and then when you think I’m listening to you, a dance battle is happening in my head, where I am killing it on the floor.

On the small white lie I’ve been telling for years: I’m really only 5’1¾,” but I tell everyone I’m 5’2”.

Sometimes I let my kids watch more than the hour of TV I tell other moms I only let them watch. Sometimes.

On computers: PC or Mac? Mac of course

I’m allergic to everything, which is why I don’t have pets and why I won’t walk in a Bath and Body Works store.

On high school: I always think of this quote from Oz from Buffy the Vampire Slayer at the end of season three, when they’ve just destroyed the Mayor and saved the world, again.

Oz: We survived.

Buffy: It was one hell of a battle.

Oz: Not the battle. High School.

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Thursday, October 18, 2012

Review: Out of Reach by Carrie Arcos

Out of ReachOut of Reach
by Carrie Arcos
Hardcover, 250
Release date: October 16, 2012
Publisher: Simon Pulse
Purchase: Amazon | BookDepository
*Finished and signed copy received from author for an honest review.

Synopsis via Goodreads:
How do you find someone who doesn’t want to be found? A girl searches for her missing addict brother while confronting her own secrets in this darkly lyrical novel.


Rachel has always idolized her older brother Micah. He struggles with addiction, but she tells herself that he’s in control. And she almost believes it. Until the night that Micah doesn’t come home.


Rachel’s terrified—and she can’t help but feel responsible. She should have listened when Micah tried to confide in her. And she only feels more guilt when she receives an anonymous note telling her that Micah is nearby and in danger.

With nothing more to go on than hope and a slim lead, Rachel and Micah’s best friend, Tyler, begin the search. Along the way, Rachel will be forced to confront her own dark secrets, her growing attraction to Tyler…and the possibility that Micah may never come home.

~My Review~

A journey of realization, forgiveness, and finding a little romance along the way. Out of Reach gives a realistic look at how the dangers of substance abuse affects not only yourself but those around you. And Carrie captures the situation in straight-to-the-point verbage and unsugarcoated descriptions.

The book isn't just about the addiction, it explores the path in which it takes you. Homelessness,    giving sexual favors to purchase drugs, mental problems, and often times death. 
I like the way the story's told; Rachel spent the entire book in between searching for her brother while reflecting on life leading up to the day he left. It was a great way for readers to connect to the characters, Micah included. I could establish an idea of the kind of person he was from the details given by Rachel's memories. He seemed really protective of his sister, and wanted desperately to be the older brother she could look up to. In fact, it seems he left more so because he felt like he had let her down with his addiction and was too embarrassed about facing her or his parents. Rachel on the other hand kept her brother's secrets because she didn't want him to hate her. Whether or not she realized, Rachel was also protective of her brother and even of the fact that he had started doing drugs. 

The whole journey of finding Micah turned out to be one of Rachel learning to let him go, forgive him, and most of all forgive herself. All along she felt guilty about not doing enough for him, and even blamed herself for the seriousness of his substance abuse. If Tyler hadn't gone along with her I don't think she would've found closure because like Rachel, Tyler also thought he should've done more for Micah. At the end of their trip both acknowledged the truth, that they can only let him come to them on his own. 

While the overall story's relatable and refreshing in its own way from the fantasy flood, there were times it seemed prolonged. Aside from that, I enjoyed the book. I grieved with Rachel when every lead seemed futile, and whenever she heard new details regarding Micah's state. The writing, again, was precise and had me visualizing the scenes in a simple manner. It was an acceptable debut, but I'm not sure if the story will continue as the ending left me holding on. Or was that another point depicted about drug abuse, that you truly can't do anything else but wait for the one you care about to return to you.




About the Author
I live in Los Angeles, Eagle Rock, to be specific, though I can’t claim myself a native. Not many can. I’m from Albany, NY–which means I’m Italian and Irish on Dad’s side and English on Mom’s side. And most of the time this information may seem incidental, except that people tell me I feel more East coast than West. What they are trying to politely say is that I at times exhibit the New Yorker sass or attitude. This is fine by me.
I married a handsome Latino man, hence the last name. We have three children: boy, girl, boy. All have curly hair. All will tell you exactly what they think about Justin Bieber. All want to be artists someday.
I have worked as a sandwich designer, health food connoisseur, tutor, refugee resettler, citizenship instructor, and camp director. But the best job, other than writing, has been that of a teacher. I taught High School English and coached Cross Country and Track for a few years in primarily urban environments, and man, I miss those kids. Although it was always a little rough to get through early American literature because there was a piece we had to read with the word seaman in it. The boys lost it every time.
I ended up getting my masters in English and Creative Writing, which really was an excuse to write. But this eventually allowed me to teach college students. My husband was happy until he realized that there really isn’t any money in it, and I should go back to teaching high school, but not many schools will let you work part-time.
I love teaching college students. They’re kind of like high school students, but older.
Now I write and teach and feel sometimes like I’m standing outside of my life. You know when you’ve wanted something for a long time and then it happens? What do you do with that? Say thank you.

Thursday, October 11, 2012

Blurb: Out of Reach by Carrie Arcos


Out of ReachOut of Reach

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Hardcover, 256 pages


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