Calling Maggie May REVIEW

Through a series of entries in the diary she left behind, a teenager, living a normal life, describes how seemingly minor choices quickly spiraled into a life as a sex worker.

Calling Maggie May by Anonymous

Available in Print.

This particular novel is written diary style by a young girl named Maggie May. At first we get a couple of boring entries but then suddenly she starts really writing. We learn about her school crush and about Ada, a mysterious girl at her school that is unlike all the other girls. Maggie comes from a normal home where there is a lot of pressure put on her to excel academically. However, Maggie loves to swim and doesn’t care so much about academics. Constantly compared to her over-achieving and smart brother, she frequently feels less-than.

Eventually Maggie an Ada have an encounter and as the story progresses we learn that Ada is a prostitute. Maggie becomes one, not because she comes from a broken or abusive home, but simply just because. She is interested and it is easy money. Besides, if Ada can handle it, so can she. Maggie seems to have her head in the clouds with idealistic views of how things can be, but the reality never quite seems to match up.

-Review by Michelle Frost



In complete denial that she is pregnant, straight-A student and star athlete Devon Davenport leaves her baby in the trash to die, and after the baby is discovered, Devon is accused of attempted murder.

After by Amy Efaw

Available in Print, CD Audiobook, ebook and Downloadable Audiobook.

I finished this audiobook in two days and absolutely loved it. How could someone deny a pregnancy, and what happens when they can no longer deny it?

This story provided an interesting perspective behind why someone would hide their pregnancy and throw their baby away. It also provides the reader with a glimpse into the judicial system, although the majority of the story revolves around fifteen year old Devon and how/when she comes to terms with the reality of what she did.

The only part of the audiobook that I did not like was the mother’s character. It didn’t seem authentic to me. She was always a little TOO perky, upbeat, outgoing… even in inappropriate circumstances. She seemed more immature than her daughter, Devon, which is perhaps how the author intended for her to be.

I’m looking forward to reading future books by this author, but after reading her bio and how she is busy with 5 kids of her own, it may be a while.

-Review by Michelle Frost


Between the Lines REVIEW


Between the Lines by Jodi Picoult and Samantha Van Leer (Jodi’s daughter!)

Available in Print and Audiobook.

Between the Lines is about Delilah and Oliver. They meet, fall in love, have a barrier they must overcome in order to be together, and then live “happily ever after.” Or, do they?

There is a twist. Oliver is a character in a book that Delilah finds in her school library. For some reason, she is the only one that has ever been able to hear him or see him move. Her mom thinks she is going crazy, her BFF feels neglected and hurt, and occasionally she brings up missing having a father.

Oliver is stuck. He is the Prince in a fairy tale, destined to repeat each scene every time the book is opened. When the book is closed, all the characters live lives that may be somewhat contrary to what the story tells the reader. For example, the villain is not really a villain at all, behind the scenes. And Oliver, well, Oliver is not in love with the Princess that he is supposed to live happily ever after with. He wants out, and when he meets and falls in love with Delilah, it becomes imperative.

The book alternates between the voices of Oliver, Delilah and The Book. The rest of the story is about the various ways Oliver and Delilah try to get him out of the book and into her world.

Look for the sequel, Off the Page (also available as an ebook).










-Review by Michelle Frost



Author Interview, Rachel Loepker, Part 3

Today we are back with our third and final interview with local author, Rachel Loepker!

rachel-loepker-EDIT-210x300What project are you working on now?

I am working on a non sci-fi book right now. It follows the journey of a girl who is going blind. That is all you get for now!

Will you have a new book coming out soon?

My goal is to have this new project finished in a year and start the process by then, so maybe 2016?

Are there certain characters you would like to go back to, or is there a theme or idea you’d love to work with?

I definitely want to continue with the characters in Bleeding Ink, I feel like they have more to say and i would be overjoyed to share that! After I am finished with my current project, I plan to finish up Autumn’s story.

If you had to go back and do it all over, is there any aspect of your novels or getting them published that you would change?

No, every “mistake” is a learning process and has helped me become a better writer. Of course I wish it would be perfect the first time, but I know anything worth doing is worth doing wrong at first.

bleedIs there anything that you would like to say to your readers and fans?

Thank you for reading Bleeding Ink and going on this journey with Autumn and I! It means so much to me to share her story with you and I hope you enjoy it. :)

How can we contact you or find out more about your books?

You can visit my Facebook page and message me or go to my website and post on my blog or email me at

And now, before you go, how about a snippet from your book that is meant to intrigue and tantalize us:

”  “It is too late.” These words rattled around in my skull as a swarm of angry hornets. My face flushed scarlet. I would not permit this to happen.

“Are you certain there is nothing you can do? Anything. Anything at all? I have a great need for your patronage.” I was determined. My gaze was penetrating, I hoped.

“I am very sorry. We have tried everything. All the treatment that was administrated has not been successful. Again, I’m very sorry. The window of opportunity has passed. It’s just too late.” With a sigh of hopelessness, she slowly closed the large, iron-rusted door in my face. Tears burned my amber eyes as they raced down my scorching cheeks, staining my marigold silk blouse.

The stains were permanent, just like my problems. Reaching behind me, I attained a piece of paper that was long ago tucked into my back pant pocket. Memories of the first time I sought help flooded my senses.

“Treatment will be from nine forty-five until noon every other day. I hope that will be suitable for you. Here is an itinerary of what you need to prepare for in case of the worst.” A grimace appeared on Doctor Gates’s face. She pulled me from my recollection. I peered down at the perfect piece of paper. I accepted it reluctantly. The ink leached itself to my fingers and into my brain: a single mother with a young child, homeless, and elderly people with nowhere else to reside. As a steel hand gripped my neck, a contraction immobilized me for a moment. Their only alternative was experimentation. I discharged the spotless paper. A shiver of ice water coursed through my veins from my toes to the peak of my spine. This was only the notation of expectations, yet so many people had wept these words into print.

Doctor Gates unfastened her white lab coat and reached into a side pocket. She handed me a letter. I hesitated and then reached for the envelope. I slid it into my back pants pocket. My gift was not to be discovered. My gift was not of vocal cords, skills, or movement of the body, but implausible expansion of the psyche.

Every time my fingers skimmed a piece of paper that had been touched or printed upon with any variety of ink, I experienced that person’s pain, joy, and every sensation in between through images and emotions. I could relive memories just by feeling any document. I once tried to handle the Declaration of Independence; that did not go well. I also have started to evoke things as I smell them. This seventh sense had only matured recently.

The memory of my first encounter with Dr. Emily Gates slid. The sensation was like a contact forming to my eye. I lost my sight of the real world for mere instants, then I blinked, and I could see things I didn’t always want to. 

Gasping, I quickly recoiled my chilled fingers and tucked them gently in my other palm. I blinked three times to clear my focus. The old letter I obtained glided down on the hopes that no longer belonged to me. I didn’t understand the pain and worry that marked Doctor Gates’s face until now. In my vision, I noticed that a fear was being masked by her eyes. The risk was worth taking. I had gained information that was vital to my vocation. I nearly have completed my purpose, nearly.


Teen Volunteers and what they do!

The Southport Branch Library and Pike Branch Library are currently offering teens (ages 14 and up) the opportunity to volunteer at their locations. This is a great opportunity for teens who need service hours for the National Honor Society as well as for teens who want to get involved with their local community, participate in teen activities, provide valuable feedback on teen services and materials and assist with a variety of other library functions.

TAB members create blinking robot cards using electric paint pens, flashing LEDs and batteries.

Teen Volunteers may serve different functions at different locations, so be sure to talk to your librarian about what you will be doing at your location and whether or not it counts for volunteer hours.                  

Teen Volunteer, Erica, had this to say about serving on the Teen Advisory Board (TAB) at Southport Library:  

The library has been my home and sanctuary of choice for as long as I can remember. When I was younger, my parents didn’t have a ton of money to send us off to Disneyworld and what not. So, our preferred weekend getaway was a trip to the Southport Library. Through every Saturday morning, every Summer Reading Program, and every community event, the public library became further entrenched in my soul. To me, it’s not just a building full of books and fundamental resources it’s the embodiment of my childhood itself.

ericaNow that I’m older, I wanted to find a productive way to give back to the library and community, all while learning about who I am as an individual and how much of an impact my actions can have on the world around me. TAB gave me that chance, and helped me create the voice I had kept hidden for years. I joined TAB because I knew that it would allow me to meet passionate people of all different backgrounds, and provide me with a valuable medium through which I could lead, organize, and inspire my peers. Plus, it has helped me perfect all of the rudimentary struggles students face nowadays: time management, future planning, staying mentally sane, etc.

erica2I’ve participated and ran many programs through TAB, notably the library’s monthly Game Day, which appeased both my inner nerd and allowed me to meet a diverse group of clever, witty people. It also made me more aware of how much families in the community rely on the library for entertainment and quality time with each other. Trust me, there’s nothing like seeing a kid’s face light up when they try out their first RPG, and realize that their imaginations can take them anywhere. Teaching that seemingly lost skill to someone is powerful, and TAB gave me a realm to do so.

Although my participation in TAB is already a year and half in (time flies by so fast), I have no intention of stopping. My hope is that, someday, the majority of teens in our community will recognize how essential the public library is, and how much it can empower the average guy or gal.