Hello, everyone! My blog's been a bit empty because I'm busy and trying to fit in reading between everything else going on. However, I have decided to start something called Quotable Books. Every Tuesday, I'll post a book that I found absolutely inspiring, and also some quotes from it. Feel free to tell me which books you thought were absolutely quote-worthy, since I don't want to feel like I'm just talking to myself!
This Week's Quotable Book:
Graffiti Moon by Kath Crowley
Published: February 14th, 2012
Publisher: Random House Children's
Goodreads Summary: Senior year is over, and Lucy has the perfect way to celebrate: tonight, she's going to find Shadow, the mysterious graffiti artist whose work appears all over the city. He's out there somewhere—spraying color, spraying birds and blue sky on the night—and Lucy knows a guy who paints like Shadow is someone she could fall for. Really fall for. Instead, Lucy's stuck at a party with Ed, the guy she's managed to avoid since the most awkward date of her life. But when Ed tells her he knows where to find Shadow, they're suddenly on an all-night search around the city. And what Lucy can't see is the one thing that's right before her eyes.
There was no skin on my voice and she heard the bones in my words.
Every time he looked at me I felt like I'd touched my tongue to the tip of a battery. In art class I'd watch him lean back and listen and I was nothing but zing and tingle. After a while, the tingle turned to electricity, and when he asked me out my whole body amped to a level where technically I should have been dead. I had nothing in common with a sheddy like him, but a girl doesn't think straight when she's that close to electrocution.”
I like that about art, that what you see is sometimes more about who you are than what’s on the wall. I look at this painting and think about how everyone has some secret inside, something sleeping like that yellow bird.
I hear people talking about the feeling they get when they pain stuff in illegal places. Leo says he gets this fast-moving fear swinging through him, running from his heart to everyplace under his skin. I pain to get the thoughts in me out. I paint so it gets quiet under my skin.”
That's only a few of the beautiful words that Crowley uses in this book. It's one thing to write about art; it's another to bring the shades and tones of it into your writing in a way that's profound and vivid. Also, there were quite a few humorous moments sprinkled in, too! If you want to know more, check out my review or buy it on Amazon!