Review
"Recommended." (
CM Magazine 20041001)
"...readers will be on the edge of their seats..."
"...it is a series of rich character studies embedded in Holubitsky's recreation of an earlier, more innocent time period."
"Highly recommended." (
Canadian Book Review Annual 20040401)
"...fully developed characters, a complex situation, and a well-realized setting of time and place." "Certainly this is a well-written novel..." (
KLIATT 20040627)
"...absorbing and thoughtful..." "...it would appeal to mature readers with an interest in psychological drama." (
VOYA 20040701)
"In this stunning murder/mystery Katherine Holubitsky brings alive rural life..."
"This is a quietly creepy book that slowly but inexorably leads the reader onward. There is a sinister, uneasy atmosphere that sneaks up on the reader. Holubitsky uses straightforward, almost abrupt foreshadowing that electrifies. You can feel the hair on your arms rise up as you are compelled...to read on."
"There is no telling, only masterful showing."
"Holubitsky has perfectly captured that time in a teenager's life when childhood is no longer possible and adulthood looms closer than you might like."
"This outstanding coming of age story should be in every high school library. Highly recommended." (
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The Hippie House will resonate with today's young readers and those of generations to come." (
Edmonton Journal )
"...there are many powerfully evoked, acutely observed scenes..." "...Holubitsky's strengths-her emotional perceptiveness, her graceful, nuanced writing, her painfully true depictions of teen life-shine here." (
Quill & Quire )
Excerpt. © Reprinted by permission. All rights reserved.
This is what I was doing when the back door opened and I heard the sound that would change our lives.
It was my brother—after bursting through the kitchen door, he was shouting for Dad, screaming for him in the most horrific voice, tortured and full of terror. Paralyzed by what I heard, I stopped what I was doing and listened. Eric was tromping back and forth in his heavy boots with "Dad" being the only word he seemed able to say...By the time I reached the top of the stairs I could hear my mother trying desperately to calm Eric down—trying to understand what could possibly have upset her son to the point that he could no longer speak. (20040701)
