Today the contest begins! On Thursday a winner will be chosen. Read the bolded print below to see how you can enter. But first, a short description of the book:
Benny wants a pet—a dog or a cat. You know, the kind of pet everyone else has. But other kids don't have his mom. She likes to do things differently. So Benny doesn't know what to expect when he first opens the pet carrier. Certainly not that his neighbors will want to kick is family out of town—he just got here! And he was just about to make the baseball team, too. Will he fight for his pet or back down?
To enter a drawing for a paperback copy of Not Just For Breakfast Anymore, follow these easy peasy directions.
1) Leave a comment at the end of this blog post (with a way to reach you in the event you win). Any comment will do, but if you want to mention your childhood pet, that would be both cool and appropriate.
That's it! On Thursday, check back to see if your name has been drawn. Then you and I are done and can go on with our lives. PV Lundqvist will be sending out a signed copy of the book from his end, so I don't even have to go to the post office this time around.
Amazon reviewers had this to say about the book:
This is a well told tale of growing up; of being at that very strange and difficult age when a boy is leaving childhood behind and is learning to join the adult world. The author has skillfully woven family, school, community, friends, baseball, rivals, and of course pets into a story which is quite often full of humor, often filled with the anxieties of growing up, and above all, the lessons learned during this difficult period in the maturation process of us all. But make no mistake; not all is grim life. This writer has a keen sense of humor and it shines through on almost ever page.
Strong plot, good and believable characters, crisp prose and a story line that moves; what more could you want in a book?
A fun, realistic fiction story about a boy and his pig. The characters are well-developed, the plot is unique and keeps the reader's interest in unique ways.
The book has very funny moments - my son loved the part where the pig is on the loose in the house for the first time - but it's not just another Diary of a Wimpy Kid: it has depth, and warmth. Benny's relationships with his mom and his dad are believably portrayed; it is interesting to watch Benny come to see both his parents in a new light. Benny's classmates and the townspeople are people you recognize. And while the story ends well, Benny learns that some things are worth their price, and some are not - something many mid-graders have to figure out.
Good luck to everyone who enters!
9 comments:
Okay, I'm not entering the drawing, but just to get things started...as a kid I had a succession of fish and salmonella turtles. If you're past a certain age, you know what I'm talking about with the turtles. They were tiny, oh-so-cute, and came with a home: a sort of tray molded to provide a pool, dry spot, and what every turtle needs, a plastic palm tree.
Despite the fun of having turtles, I desperately wanted a dog, but my mom said no. She didn't want the mess, noise, and expense of a dog. I vowed that when I grew up I'd have dogs galore. I'd teach them tricks and they'd be my loyal, caring companions.
I grew up and had three kids. We have never had a dog, although we have had cats, pet mice, and goldfish.
I'm dying to get my hands on this book. My e-mail address is mgill0627@aol.com
I came from a traditional cat household. Although one time we did have a pet lizard. We adopted a stray dog who was quite a handful.
Now I have two cats and two mice.
I feel like kind of a schmuck for entering this contest because, while it'd be cool to win the book, I can't figure out why I haven't just bought a copy of it yet! I've been meaning to because I think my oldest son would love it and it's hard to find books that interest him. (That doesn't mean I don't want to win though!)
On the pet note - I had a dog when I was seven, and he bit me on the butt when I was innocently watching cartoons one day. I'm not a big dog fan anymore. A pig doesn't have sharp teeth, does it?
bethany.kestner@gmail.com
This sounds like just the right book for my grandson, who loves to read. Linda Pischke
OMG! We had not one but two pigs when I was a kid. Their names were Mike and I and I loved them beyond words. They were intelligent and responsive and a pleasure. Of course, my mom did the hard work of keeping them fed...I just petted them and played with them
We also had a dog, an Irish Setter named Dooley, who lives on in my heart. And a bulldog I named Happy. (If you know what bulldogs look like, you'll know I had a weird sense of humor even as a kid!) Happy couldn't break his habit of chasing cars, a bad habit that led to his untimely demise.
Ruth Harris
NYTimes bestselling author
Husbands And Lovers
oopsie! I'm not the Typo Queen for nothing. Our pigs were named Mike and Ike.
Ruth, don't you wish you could edit blog comments? So many times I've spotted my mistakes after the fact and it just kills me.
BTW, I think it's cool that you had TWO pet pigs. If you ever meet George Clooney you'll have a lot to talk about.
Karen,
Yessss! In fact, seriously, WHY can't we go back and fix mistakes or add additional thoughts? Chowhound, a food & cooking site, allows posters a certain time period for editing.
Re George Clooney: Maybe he & I wouldn't actually have a lot to talk about. Maybe I'd be speechless. Or maybe he'd be.
Could happen, couldn't it? ;-)
Growing up in Milwaukee would have been unbearable without my Cocker Spaniel Cindy.
Amber
amber@amberpolo.com
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