Saving Marty by Paul Griffin

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I received an advanced copy of this book to enjoy and review. Saving Marty by Paul Griffin is an adorable and witty book about a boy who saves a runt pig and a runt pig who brings together a family trough his hijinks. Renzo is a pre-teen growing up in Pennsylvania on a farm. His best friend Paloma and him bonded as children who have lost a parent. They spend their days on the farm making music and dreaming of making it big in hollywood. As a child, I lost a parent quite similarly to the way Renzo lost his father. This book though for pre-teens struck home for me. When Renzo finds Marty (the pig) in with the litter of puppies his dog just had, he almost instantly┬áhas a connection with him. Marty who grows up thinking he is a dog is comical and sweet. He comes into Renzo’s life when he needs him most. Their friendship is sweet and I was constantly shocked by how draw-in I was to reading. Saving Marty had me laughing and crying, sometimes both at once. I loved this coming of age tale and can not wait for my son to be old enough to read it.All the characters in Saving Marty are all well-built, I especially love Double, though the areas to which they are in are lacking in detail. I was able though to be able to build it up with my imagination, and that is never a bad thing for kids to work on.

Reading it with your pre-teen might also help open up the floor for various degrees of topics to talk about. Spoilers ahead!!!!!

 

 

 

 

 

Topics will include losing homes, war, PTSD, suicide, friends moving away, losing a pet, and handling bullies.

Saving Marty is intended for ages 10-14 but is a good tale for anyone.

Saving Marty is set to be released 9/19/17

 

 

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The Perfect Place to Read

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Growing up my family was fortunate enough to have a lake house that we would go to during the summer to enjoy all things lake life. Recently my family made the decision to sell the lake home and I am glad I was able to bring my son to visit at least once. This picture popped up on my time hop today and had me thinking. This is where I grew up, where I learned new words and all about love. Where I accomplished things from fighting dragon and saving princesses, to walking on the moon. This is where I spent nights afraid of clowns and vampires. A place where I cast spells and survived the apocalypse. I look back at the days of growing up and I remember this place. A place I was able to escape and read. A place where I was wasn’t bothered by everyday life but was able to wonder around unencumbered. I was able to explore the wood and swim in the lake; to lay in the sand and build a castle. I believe having only books as a form of entertainment as the night drew near helped grow my imagination beyond the normal. I need to find my new perfect place to read. Where, may I ask, is yours?