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Ht W 821459969af10 — my goodreads friend status can be summed up thusly as mentioned in the book: "I stand in the center aisle of the auditorium, a wounded zebra in a National Geographic special."

Markus Weaver modelrocket — I love the are staves and responses at the end of each chapter. I'm going to take a break in between this book and the final one before finishing. I can't quite explain why but I just think I should. I have a lot more that I need to read first, like The Stand and Hearts in Atlantis. But I wasn't just talking about Stephen King novels, I'm also talking about all the other pieces of literature that I need to read. Just one more turn before I reach the clearing at the end of the path.

Yohann Gacem yohanngacem — Loved this book -- very humorous with an awesome, strong female protagonist. Tiffany isn't perfect -- she's bossy, nosey, and not always tactful. But she's also very smart, very observant, and has a well devoloped sense of justice. Throughout the book she struggles with second guessing (and even third guessing) herself, until at a climactic moment she comes to accept her whole self, warts and all -- in a completly irrational, inappropriate and hilarious outburst. Some favorite quotes: "Witches have animals they can talk to, called familiars. Like your toad there." "I'm not familiar," said a voice from among the paper flowers. "I'm just slightly presumptuous." "He was [a] big [cat] to start with, but Ratbag flowed. He was so fat that, on any reasonably flat surface, he gradually spread out in a great puddle of fur." "Words worry them. See their swords? They glow blue in the presence of lawyers." "And I want her back so much, because she didn't know to talk to me and I was too scared to talk to her, and so we never talked and we turned silence into something to share." "There were things on sticks, things that gleamed and glistened in bowls. Nothing was simple. Everything had cream on it, or chocolate whirls, or thousands of little colored balls. Everything was spun or glazed or added to or mixed up. This wasn't food -- it was what food became if it had been good and had gone to food heaven." "Did you just say that? said her Second Thoughts, as all the pictsies stared at her and the boat spun in the surf. The first time he's ever said anything that wasn't about sweeties or weewee and you just corrected him?" "Yes," said a voice, and Tiffany realized it was hers again. The anger rose up joyfully. "Yes! I'm me! I am careful and logical and I look up things I don't understand! When I hear people use the wrong words, I get edgy! I am good with cheese. I read books fast! I think! And I always have a piece of string! That's the kind of person I am!"