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Staff Review: Fans of the Impossible Life


Fans of the Impossible Life     

Kate Scelsa

Balzer & Bray/Harperteen


Available: September 8th, 2015

Kate Scelsa’s Fans of the Impossible Life features the trials and tribulations of three misfit high school friends that form an unbreakable bond and become fans of the impossible fantasy filled life. I think of high school in this way: in every school you have different types of clans of students, such as the Preps, the rebels, the sporty people, the popular ones, and the not so visible shy, standoffish, wallflower ones like Jeremy, to whom I can relate. Then you have the people like Mira a.k.a Miranda, the uniquely different ones. The ones that aren’t afraid of standing out and wearing what they want to wear, and being who they truly are, the ones that struggle with reality. The ones that try to fill the empty problem filled gaps with material items. Finally, you have the rebels – or clanless ones – like Sebby a.k.a Sebastian, who don’t even attempt to go to school or have any kind of succession in life, and sort of just wander and do their own thing. The ones that come from chaotic households, feeling as though they don’t have a place.

The more I leaned about each character, and the more puzzle pieces I could fit together about who each of these characters were individually and their story, the more I found myself relating to Mira, Sebby and Jeremy. I could not put the book down and wanted to follow these characters and jump into their world and see what it was all about and experience it, I wanted to know where their stories would lead them.  I can, and I bet many other readers can appreciate the realism of the book and how Mire, Sebby and Jeremy are just typical everyday people living the day to life, somehow surviving and carrying on despite each of their internal/ external problems. Most readers will be able to relate to this book, and possibly form connections with these characters like I have, which I think is very important to the reader’s liking and understanding of the book.

Could I see this book possibly becoming a movie in the near future? Absolutely! I would probably see it the day it premiered. I would recommend this book to practically anyone, but I really do think this book’s target audience is the typical teenager/ young adult living the typical life, going through problems, but who really just want an outlet. I can guarantee that many young adults and teenagers have some form of degree of the problems that Mira, Sebby, and Jeremy do within the mythical character world. Mira, Sebby, and Jeremy prove that you can survive whatever it is you are going through and you will get through it.  I can really appreciate the way Scelsa gives each character an individual voice. It’s almost like one on one time between the character and the reader. Getting to know the character and form connections. I also love how Scelsa gradually starts revealing more and more clues and tiny pieces that you can fit together.  The slow reveal keeps the reader interested, in tune within the book, and wondering “What else am I going to learn about Mira, Sebby or Jeremy, What crazy things will they do next?  What’s going to happen next to them?”

The more I read The Fans of the Impossible Life, the more I found myself wishing these characters were actually human beings so I could befriend them and call them up anytime I wanted. which is what every book should be able to do. If anyone I came across asked me whether The Fans of the Impossible Life is a good book and whether they should read it, I would say absolutely, “Yes, you should” because this book is the perfect example of realism; it is raw and real and directly addresses the issue between people struggling between reality and wanting to live the impossible life. Fans of the Impossible Life should definitely be at the top of anyone’s TBR list.

~ Eryn,16

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Digital Poetry Contest Winner

Congratulations to Leah, age 17, whose poem “Be Infinite, Look Up”, was selected by YA author Lisa Schroeder as our Digital Poetry Contest winner. You can find Leah’s poem on our website.

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Digital Poetry Contest Short List Winners

At the end of the Digital Poetry Contest, we selected 5 poems for the short list and sent them off to YA author Lisa Schroeder. After much deliberation, she has selected the final winner, with the comment “this was hard”. The winning poem will be published on our website tomorrow. Today, however, we wanted to feature the four short list poems. Congratulations to everyone. We were most impressed with your writing!



at night
in my bed
when the lights are turned off,
i stare up at my ceiling
and suddenly my hands are above my head,
creating a picture that only i can see
on the separating me and the night.
some nights it’s just criss-crosses,
multicolored polka-dots,
anything that pops,
other nights i try to recreate Starry Night
only the blue sky is changed
it’s now the new york city skyline.

at night
in my bed
i lay my head against the pillow
and make sure my neck is against it
just so i can hear my pulse pound
(p      o u     n        d)
in my ear
and know i am alive.

at night
in my bed
i think of everyone i spoke to that day.
i remember what we said
what they wore
what their facial expressions were.
and i wonder if they think about me the same way
or if i think too much of people.

(Jessica, age 16)


On The Inside

It’s suffocating
I can’t breath
I can’t move
I can’t see
I can’t feel
at all…

I am numb and pain
at the same time
and I’m angry
on the inside

I am mute and I speak
at the same time
and I’m screaming
on the inside

I am blind and I see
at the same time
and I’m crying
on the inside

I’m angry!
I’m screaming!
I’m running!
I’m crying!

I’m So Sorry!

On The Inside…

(Yalexie, age 17)



Soccer is freedom,
Nothing else.
With each dribble I am like a boss-
I am in control
With every play I am like a cat-
I am confident
In games I am like a bird-
I have been set free
Without this game, I’m choking-
I’m a fish on land

This game gives me everything.
I could never have enough
I’m a greedy king
I need more.
Enough is never enough

How could I live without my passion?
I cannot.
This game is the air I breathe
Necessary to my survival

Soccer is my friend
Always there for me
I feel o so fortunate

Many are not as lucky as I
But like a friend, there are ups and downs
I get frustrated
I want to play more, better
But never ever to quit.

Practice makes perfect
As the saying goes
I sometimes feel obsessed-
I am addicted
My heart is pounding
Too much of anything isn’t good
Except for soccer
I can’t get enough
I love every bit of it

Just it and I together,
We’re the perfect team
Sailing through the ups and downs
Working through the thick and thin.

(Ally, age 16)



Grace followed in her footsteps
And clung to her aura
It’s gentle hands tried to keep her steady,
As she walked through the path of life
Which was lined by an array of flowers
Their scents enticing, tempting
Leading her through the crossroads,
Invisibly coated with the paints of pure and evil
But the intoxicating aroma of sin
Enticed her with fragrances of black rose
She hadn’t noticed the thorns
On the stems of what was luring her
To the murderous  hands of death
Her beauty couldn’t save her
Instead, it attracted the demons
Who prised away grace’s fingertips,
Throwing it and her innocence into the flames
And placing her into deaths palm

(Eve, age 14)

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Digital Poetry Contest

Our Digital Poetry Contest ended on February 14th and we’ve sent the short list off to YA author, Lisa Schroeder. We’ll be announcing that list and the final contest winner next week. In the mean time, we had so many excellent submissions that we wanted to post some of the poems that aren’t on the short-list, but deserve recognition. Write on. Eight Cousins

My Kite and I 

During the expanse of spring and fall,

My favorite is the time of the kite.

Warm air and gentle wind are our call,

Through the sky, my best friend soars and takes flight.

Winds too strong,

Carry our hopes of takeoff away.

Though winds tame and long,

Bored, my vessel and I will sway.

Wind that buffets, swoops and stings,

Forces down rain, sleet and snow.

The chilling howls, through my head still rings.

This drives us away, now inside we must go.

Along with the cold, my kite and I despise the heat

Humid air, motionless, and stiff as glass,

We attempt not to falter or admit defeat,

But are sent plummeting, lifeless into the grass.

However short our time may be,

I will savor the time when it was only my kite and me.

(Madeleine, age 14)

It’s Good

It’s going fast.

Into the dark,

the unknown,

but there’s something ahead


It’s good.

It’s clear.

So it continues



Nothing to obstruct.

Nothing to hold back.

It’s there and it’s going.

On and on and on.

By itself



Into the dark,

the unknown,

but something’s ahead


(Leah, age 17)

School is like Jail

School is like Jail

You go against your will,

You are to do as you are told,

And your humor becomes ill.

All your rights are gone far away,

You have a forced schedule,

People try to take advantage of you,

And the food is terrible.

The only difference

Between School and Jail

Is that one helps your future

While the other helps you fail.

(Derrrick, age 18)

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