A NoveleBook - 2015
#1 New York Times bestselling author!
Simon Snow is the worst Chosen One who's ever been chosen.
That's what his roommate, Baz, says. And Baz might be evil and a vampire and a complete git , but he's probably right.
Half the time, Simon can't even make his wand work, and the other half, he starts something on fire. His mentor's avoiding him, his girlfriend broke up with him, and there's a magic-eating monster running around, wearing Simon's face. Baz would be having a field day with all this, if he were here -- it's their last year at the Watford School of Magicks, and Simon's infuriating nemesis didn't even bother to show up.
Carry On - The Rise and Fall of Simon Snow is a ghost story, a love story and a mystery. It has just as much kissing and talking as you'd expect from a Rainbow Rowell story - but far, far more monsters.
From Library Staff
How is Simon Snow going to enjoy the holidays when there's a magic-eating monster running around and his roommate is missing?
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"He probably thinks pixies are a lesser species. Half-sentient, like gnomes and Internet trolls."
"'Stop talking. This is embarrassing.' 'Do you want me to pull back?' 'No. I want to look at the stars.'"
"I feel his magic. At first it's a buzz in my fingertips, then a rush of static up my arm. I try not to squirm...The static in my arm settles into a heavy thrum, like electrical sparks catching into flames. The discomfort goes away, even though the licking, flaming feeling gets stronger. This I know what to do with: This is fire...I laugh, and it comes out more good-natured than I mean it to. 'Snow. I think I could cast a sonnet right now'...I'm so full of power, I feel like I can see without opening my eyes. Like I could go nova if I wanted to and have my own galaxy. Is this what it's like to be Simon Snow? To have infinity in your chest pocket?"
"You can't sit on my bed," I say as he sits on my bed. "And neither can Bunce. My bed reeks of intensity and brownies."
"I'm still humming with his magic, and it's been hours since he pulled his hand away. He's thrown spells at me before, but this was different. This was like being struck by benevolent lightening. I felt scorched clean. Bottomless. No, that's not right, not bottomless. Centreless. Like I was bigger on the inside. Like I could cast any spell--back up any promise. At first it was as if Snow was giving magic to me. Sending it to me. But then the magic was just there. It was mine, in that moment, everything that was his."
"You were the sun, and I was crashing into you. I'd wake up every morning and think, 'This will end in flames.'" --Baz
"You were the sun, and I was crashing into you."
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