Welcome to the first I’ll Tumbl for Ya Tuesday in a long time. I feel your disapproval. Tithe: A Modern Faerie Tale was a recommendation from the Seattle Public Library. So far it has been my least favorite of the five suggestions, but it had some great imagery thus making it perfect for this kind of post. I’m glad I read it. Though it wasn’t my total cup of tea, I can absolutely see myself suggesting this title to teens.

“Cigarette kiss,” her mother said in that goofy way that was embarrassing and sweet at the same time, touching the tip of her cigarette to the red tip of Kaye’s and breathing in deeply. Two sucks of smoke and it flared to life. (p. 4).

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Her eyes fell on the horse, and she forgot all the rest. He was magnificent, gleaming pearl white and covered with tiny pieces of glued down mirror. His face was painted with red and purple and gold, and he even had a bar of white teeth and a painted pink tongue with enough space to tuck a sugar cube. (pps. 12-13).

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That night Kaye let Isaac and Armageddon run all over the bed while the CD player blasted Grace Slick singing “White Rabbit” over and over again. A grown-up, fucked-up Alice suited her. (p. 55).

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Then she put on Hole and listened to Courtney Love grate out, “I want to be the girl with the most cake…someday you will ache like I ache.” (p. 55).

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You don’t have to keep reminding me. Kelpie equals evil water horse that drowns people for fun. I get it. (p. 116).

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She took a silvery apple from a pile of strange, thorny fruit, turned it over in her hand, and gingerly bit into it. It was crimson on the inside and tasted like watery honey. It was so good she ate it core and all, till she was licking her hand for juice. The next was brown and rotten-looking as she bit into it, but the meat, though gritty, tasted of a fiery and sweet liquor.
She felt an infectious giddiness come over her. Here, nothing she did was strange. She could twirl and dance and sing. (p. 135).

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A satyr with a curly beard and ivory horns was hunched over, carefully ripping the wing off a small faerie trapped in his meaty fist. The thing screeched, beating its other wing hummingbird-swift against the fingers that held it. Pale green blood dribbled over the goat-man’s hand. Kaye stopped, stunned and sickened to watch as the satyr tossed the little creature in the air. It flew in desperate circles, spiraling to the earthen floor.
Before Kay could step close and snatch it, the man’s boot stamped down, smearing the faerie into the dust. (p. 136).

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They had been found naked, dancing in a circle, and had to be forcibly restrained by police to make them stop. Their clothes were found nearby, and the available identification showed no common link. They were being treated for dehydration and blistered feet.
Behind the cameras, Kaye could easily see the fat toadstools growing in a thick circle. (p. 235).

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~Love and Libraries, Ingrid

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