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Fans of Libba Bray’s The Diviners will love the blend of fantasy and twentieth-century history in this stylish series.

Callie LeRoux is choking on dust. Just as the biggest dust storm in history sweeps through the Midwest, Callie discovers her mother's long-kept secret. Callie’s not just mixed race—she's half fairy, too. Now, Callie's fairy kin have found where she's been hidden, and they're coming for her.

While dust engulfs the prairie, magic...

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Overview

Fans of Libba Bray’s The Diviners will love the blend of fantasy and twentieth-century history in this stylish series.

Callie LeRoux is choking on dust. Just as the biggest dust storm in history sweeps through the Midwest, Callie discovers her mother's long-kept secret. Callie’s not just mixed race—she's half fairy, too. Now, Callie's fairy kin have found where she's been hidden, and they're coming for her.

While dust engulfs the prairie, magic unfolds around Callie. Buildings flicker from lush to shabby, and people aren’t what they seem. The only person Callie can trust may be Jack, the charming ex-bootlegger she helped break out of jail.

From the despair of the Dust Bowl to the hot jazz of Kansas City and the dangerous beauties of the fairy realm, Sarah Zettel creates a world rooted equally in American history and in magic, where two fairy clans war over a girl marked by prophecy.

A strong example of diversity in YA, the American Fairy Trilogy introduces Callie LeRoux, a half-black teen who stars in this evocative story full of American history and fairy tales.

Supports the Common Core State Standards.

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Editorial Reviews

VOYA - Marissa Wolf
Blackened skin, pneumonia, and poverty—such is the life for Callie and many others during the Dust Bowl. Callie's life changes forever when she learns that her missing father is heir apparent to the Unseelie Court, making her half fairy, and her mother is allegedly kidnapped by rival fairies. Aided by a young hobo named Jack, Callie sets off on a journey to the West to seek answers about her heritage. In doing so, Callie finds herself in the middle of a fairy war and political coup. Callie is tempted to trust her newfound kin and be a part of a world where skin color and religion—prejudices that have forced both Callie and Jack to hide who they really are—do not matter. Callie soon finds, however, that there is more to fear from her father's family than she was led to believe. Zettel makes a unique contribution to the repertoire of young adult fairy fiction with her first book in The American Fairy Trilogy by grounding her story in Depression-era Kansas. The story has intriguing characters and a fast-paced plot filled with action, humor, and suspense. The time period is well researched, making it a good choice for historical fiction fans. Readers who devour fairy fiction will enjoy this refreshing read; however, those who prefer their fantasy with more world building and in-depth characterization may not appreciate this type of storytelling. This book is recommended for libraries with a strong historical or fairy fiction following. Reviewer: Marissa Wolf
Children's Literature - Naomi Milliner
Book One in "The American Fairy Trilogy," this historical fiction/fantasy hybrid is set in 1935 in the Dust Bowl of Kansas. Calliope LeRoux is as unusual as her name. The daughter of a white woman and a black jazz pianist, after her mom disappears in a huge dust storm, Callie learns the truth about her origins. It turns out the father she never met was a fairy prince; so, not only is she fairy royalty—she is "Heir to the Midnight Throne." Along with this title, she also discovers special powers, including the ability to see, and (appear to) grant other people's wishes, and to open time windows. Determined to find both her mother and father, Callie and a Jewish boy named Jack team up and head for California. Unfortunately, they encounter numerous obstacles before even making it out of Kansas, including: life-sized locusts disguised as humans; a violent private detective threatening to put them on the chain gang; untrustworthy fairies out to get rid of Callie; and even bigotry and anti-Semitism. Throw in some Woody Guthrie tunes, several kind-of-but-not-really-dead characters, and the kitchen sink, and you've got Dust Girl. Zettel's writing is without fault, and Callie is a unique, sympathetic and resourceful heroine. Still, the plot is hard to follow and harder to swallow. It would perhaps be better as two separate books: one historic fiction, one fantasy. Thumbs-up only for readers who enjoy mixed genres. Reviewer: Naomi Milliner
Kirkus Reviews
A mixed-race girl in Dust Bowl Kansas discovers her long-lost father isn't just a black man: He's a fairy. Callie has been passing as white her whole life, helping her Mama in rundown Slow Run, Kan. But now it doesn't seem to matter that she keeps her "good skin" out of the sun and softens her "coarse" hair, because it seems everyone's left the dust-choked town. Even Mama is gone now, vanished in a preternatural dust storm that summoned a strange man who tells Callie secrets of her never-met father. Soon Callie's walking the dusty roads with Jack, a ragged white kid. If Callie's dad is a fairy, then the two young'uns will just have to go to fairyland to find him. Callie and Jack dodge fairy politics and dangers, from grasshopper people to enchanted food to magic movie theaters--but the conventional dangers are no less threatening. Plenty of run-of-the-mill humans in 1935 Kansas don't like black girls or beggars, hobos or outsiders. With a historical note and a Woody Guthrie soundtrack, this novel does a fine job of blending a splendidly grounded Dust Bowl setting with a paranormal adventure. It's really too bad that the cover art depicts a white girl with flyaway hair, rather than Callie as written, a mixed girl who stops passing as white halfway through the story. Callie learns to be open about herself but her own cover art doesn't. This cracking good mixture of magic and place will leave readers eagerly awaiting the sequel. (Fantasy. 12-14)
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Kirkus Reviews Best of Teen's Books 2012
School Library Journal
Gr 6–9—Calliope LeRoux begins hearing voices the day her mother vanishes into the swirling dust of the worst storm in Kansas history. From Baya, a mysterious stranger she rescues from the deadly tempest, Callie discovers that she must travel to California to find her parents. She also learns that her father, whom she's never met, is a fairy who aggravated a feud between warring tribes by running off with her mortal mother. Moreover, there exists a prophecy about a half-blood girl with powers to manipulate doors between worlds, and it seems that Callie fits the bill. As she is pursued by dangerous otherworldly creatures and accompanied by Jack, a hobo boy with his own agenda, her quest becomes increasingly deadly. Much weighs on her success. The story of warring fairy factions is not new, nor is that of the fae girl who is instrumental in their fate. Yet, Zettel puts a fresh, imaginative spin on the old tale. Period details about the Depression-era dust bowl supply an authentic, atmospheric feel, as does the first-person narrative. Nonstop action will keep readers hooked. Some loose threads remain, but these will hopefully be knitted together in sequels.—Alissa J. LeMerise, Oxford Public Library, MI
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Product Details

  • ISBN-13: 9780375869389
  • Publisher: Random House Children's Books
  • Publication date: 6/26/2012
  • Series: The American Fairy Trilogy , #1
  • Pages: 304
  • Sales rank: 685,585
  • Age range: 12 - 17 Years
  • Lexile: 700L (what's this?)
  • Product dimensions: 5.60 (w) x 8.20 (h) x 1.20 (d)

Meet the Author

SARAH ZETTEL is an award-winning science fiction and fantasy author. She has written eighteen novels and multiple short stories over the past seventeen years in addition to practicing tai chi, learning to fiddle, marrying a rocket scientist and raising a rapidly growing son. This is her first novel for teens. You can visit her at SarahZettel.com.

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In a Month Called April, a County Called Gray

Once upon a time, I was a girl called Callie. That, however, ended on Sunday, April 14, 1935. That was the day the worst dust storm ever recorded blew across Kansas. That was the day Mama vanished.

That was the day I found out I wasn't actually a human being.

Now, mind, I didn't know any of this when my cough woke me up that morning. Hot, still air, damp with my own breath, pressed against my face, and my tongue felt as stiff and strange as the sole of somebody else's shoe inside my mouth. Unwinding the muslin scarf, which Mama made me wear over my mouth and nose when I slept, didn't help much. It was already too hot and too dusty to breathe easy. Through the layers of sackcloth and muslin that we used for curtains, I could see the sun hovering like a rotten orange over the straight black Kansas horizon. Dust carried by the wind scratched and pattered against the windowpane, trying to get inside.

I lived with my mama in the Imperial Hotel in Slow Run, Kansas. Once, it was the finest hotel in the county, with its Moonlight Room, and the smoking lounge all decked out in red velveteen and gold fringe, and a ladies' parlor sporting an Italian marble fireplace so big I could stand up in it. Even empty, it was the biggest, grandest home imaginable.

Slow Run itself was not a place you ever heard of, unless you had to live there or stop overnight on your way somewhere else. Used to be a lot of people did stay overnight. A lot of things used to happen in Slow Run. The trains used to bring in travelers and take out carloads of wheat from the grain elevator. Mama used to make plenty of money running the hotel her parents started.

It used to rain. But now Kansas was part of the Dust Bowl, along with Oklahoma, Texas, Arkansas, and Indiana, and had been for five, maybe six years. I could just about remember the time when I looked out my window to see the green wheat rippling all around the straight lines of clapboard buildings that made up Slow Run. Now there was nothing but the blowing dirt under that rotten orange sun.

I jumped off my brass bed, ran to the bathroom, and switched on the tap. Water came out in a thin gray stream, but at least it came. It didn't always. I drank a little to rinse my mouth. It tasted like old tin. I plugged the basin drain and ran about an inch of water into the sink so I could scrub my face and hands with the little piece of store-bought soap. I wiped myself down with the washrag so the soap wouldn't get into the basin water. I got store-bought soap because of my good skin, Mama said. My skin was cream-colored and soft with not too many freckles. But that meant I had to take special care of it, and always wear a hat and gloves when I went outdoors so I wouldn't turn brown. I had good eyes too, she said, a stormy blue-gray color that people said turned steel gray when I got mad. My hair was another story. My black hair was my mother's worst enemy. "So coarse," she'd mutter while she combed the tangles out. She'd wash it in lye water and lemon juice, when we could get them. But even when we couldn't, it had to be brushed a hundred strokes every night and kept done up in tight braids so it would be nicely wavy.

"When you're older, Callie, we'll put it up in a proper chignon," Mama told me. "It'll be so pretty. Until then, we'll just have to do our best."

Doing our best meant a lot of things to Mama. It meant keeping ourselves and the hotel clean, and minding our manners even when there was no one to see or care. It meant being patient, even on the worst days when my lungs felt so heavy from breathing in the blow dust all the time that they dragged my whole body down.

My workday dress used to be yellow, but wash soap and dust had turned it a kind of pale brown. I looped my scarf over my arm and carefully carried my wash water down the short, narrow hallway. Our staff quarters at the back of the hotel had two bedrooms, the kitchen, and a little sitting room. As expected, the kitchen was empty. Mama would be somewhere in the main part of the hotel, trying to chase Gray County back outside.

I scooped one cup of water out of my basin and poured slow drips onto the tomatoes growing in soup cans on the windowsill. The rest went into the tin bucket by the door for the chickens. Before opening the door, though, I pulled on my canvas work hat and gloves and tied my scarf securely over my face.

As soon as I stepped off the porch, sweat prickled on the back of my neck and at the edges of my scarf. The stems from our dead garden rattled in the hot wind. A brown grasshopper clung to one broken twig, waiting for a chance to get into the house and between my sheets.

I tried not to hate the hoppers, even when they got into the water basin or my shoes. The only reason we still had chickens was that the birds could live on hoppers and the little green worms that crawled out of the sunbaked fence posts.

The hens fought each other over the water while I helped myself at the nesting boxes. We were lucky today. Six warm brown eggs went into my pockets. My mouth watered. Maybe we could sell a few at the store for flour, or milk, or even butter, if there was any at Van Iykes's Mercantile. The mercantile was the last store in town. There used to be a choice between Van Iykes's and Schweitzer's Emporium. But last week, Mr. and Mrs. Schweitzer locked their doors, tossed the key in the dust, climbed into their truck with their babies, Sophie and Todd, and drove away. Mama and I stood out on the porch and watched them leave.

"Cowards," I muttered, because I didn't want to think about how much I wanted to leave with them.

As if that thought was a signal, my cough started up again, in sharp little bursts. It hurt, but not as much as knowing Mama would never leave Slow Run.

The truth was, Mama was kind of crazy, and had been for years, but there was nothing anybody could do about it. Especially not me. She acted normal about most things. About everything, really, except my papa. My papa, Daniel LeRoux, had run out on Mama before I was born. He'd promised he would come back, and she'd promised she would wait for him. That promise kept us both pegged to this place while the state of Kansas dried up and blew away.

The wind swirled dust across the tops of my shoes and tugged at my skirts.

Look shhhhaaaarrrrp, said a slow, soft voice. Look -shhhhaaaarrrrp. Shhhheeee's nearrrr. . . .

"Who's that!" I spun around. But there was nobody there.

Shhhheeee's nearrrr . . . shhhheeee'ssss closssse. . . .

"Casey Wilkes, if that's you . . ." I ran around the corner of the hotel.

From here, the whole of Slow Run spread out stark and plain: the square clapboard and brick buildings marking out the straight, dust-filled streets; the four church steeples weathered a pale gray; the dusty tumbleweeds leaning lazily against the walls. Farther out, sagging barbed-wire fences ran alongside the black lines of the railroad tracks all the way to the hazy outline of the grain elevator, with the -spindly windmills standing sentry in between.

What there wasn't was any person close enough to whisper in my ear. Except I could still hear the soft, deep, strangely beautiful voice.

Closssser, closssser. Look shhhhaaaarrrrp. . . .

I turned and ran for the kitchen door.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted January 20, 2013

    Some book

    Amazing good for all ages

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  • Posted August 21, 2012

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    Every now and then, a book comes along that gives a reviewer pa

    Every now and then, a book comes along that gives a reviewer pause and
    the reasons can be complicated, perhaps even hard to explain. Such is
    the case with Dust Girl and what I think of it. First, the downside.
    Callie, star of the show, is biracial, being the daughter of a white
    mother and a black father. Once again, the publishing industry has
    failed to capitalize on this fairly uncommon element and has put a
    slightly dark white girl on the cover. The most telling discrepancy is
    the hair—in the book, Callie talks about what her mother would do to try
    to hide the texture and curl of her hair, primarily by keeping it
    tightly braided. The hair on the cover is clearly not as described in
    the book. The skin also gives a false impression, certainly not “cream
    colored …with not too many freckles”—there is not a freckle in sight.
    The cover decisions are not the author’s fault as an author rarely has
    any say about cover art with major publishing houses but I’m not alone
    among readers when I wonder why these publishers won’t gladly depict a
    person of color as just that. Do they really think such a cover would
    deter sales? Perhaps they do think that and perhaps they would lose a
    few buyers but I guarantee they’d gain others who are actively looking
    for more diversity. (By the way, they did get Callie’s eyes right, a
    “stormy blue-gray…that…turned steel gray”.) The only other negative
    I’ll mention is that I thought the story was a bit too slow in the
    beginning but that is truly a minor quibble and soon forgotten as things
    pick up speed. I know about the Dust Bowl, of course, but this book
    does more to make the reader feel and understand what it was really like
    since John Steinbeck’s The Grapes of Wrath. Ms. Zettel handily evokes
    the era with its music and its railroad hobo communities and her spare
    prose brings the despair and heartache of the time and place to the
    forefront of the reader’s attention, all the while weaving a faery theme
    into the reality we know. By crafting this as a tale of adversarial
    faery factions, Ms. Zettel has found a way to explore the racial and
    economic tensions of the 1930′s in an unusual and entertaining manner.
    The end of Callie LeRoux’s old life comes on April 14, 1935, when one of
    the worst dust storms recorded hits Slow Run, Kansas, her mother
    disappears, and Callie learns she isn’t really human. It’s then that
    very peculiar things begin to happen and she meets a hobo boy named Jack
    Holland, a boy who will prove to be the companion she needs on the
    journey that’s about to begin. Sarah Zettel is a very accomplished
    writer and one who can be depended upon to tell a good tale. Being a fan
    of dark fantasy and of young adult fiction, I was hoping to find this an
    entertaining story that would hold my attention. Dust Girl did not let
    me down and I’ll be looking forward eagerly to Book Two in the American
    Fairy Trilogy.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted November 22, 2013

    I really didnt like the book

    I really didnt like this book it wasnt good at all i belive that i put my self in to this book bye brandon lachance

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  • Anonymous

    Posted April 29, 2013

    F u

    This book sucks dont get it the wirter must be a troll

    0 out of 2 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted August 3, 2012

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    Throughout the entire book I got the feeling that the author was

    Throughout the entire book I got the feeling that the author was trying to convey a message but I had no idea what the message was.
    This is a different faerytale from the norm. The author clearly knows her history of the dustbowl of America and human rights concerning blacks at the time the story’s set.
    In fact the history knowledge actually got in the way of the story for me. The story itself was a little too weak with random occurrences that don’t hold any purpose in the story. The beginning entrance of the Native American was one of those that occurred.
    We have clichéd moments such as the scene in the field where our main protags are being chased. Relations that suddenly appear from nowhere assuring Callie that they can help with the most bizarre and unreal get-out scenarios. Our main male protagonist, Jack, does a disappearing act making us believe he’s run out on her, and he has.
    The dance-off at the end really ended it for me. How could all the ‘good guys’ allow Callie to even enter a ball room knowing what her family are going to do to her and Jack
    Unfortunately, I found the story a little dull in comparison to the descriptive setting originally created.

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  • Posted July 26, 2012

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    Callie lives with her mom in a grand old hotel in the middle of

    Callie lives with her mom in a grand old hotel in the middle of the Dust Bowl and has spent the last years watching it, and their town, slowly blow away with the wind. If this life wasn't difficult enough Callie has a dark secret—she's half black. Her dad is a jazz musician who promised to come back for her mother someday. Or so Callie thinks. Then in the middle of a giant dust storm Callie's mother reveals the truth, he dad isn't human at all. He's a fae prince. Callie's anger at her father's abandonment fuels the storm around them and her mom disappears, taken by fae who want to come for Callie as well. Because neither court is terribly happy about Callie's existence.

    Dust Girl is a fantastic period fantasy tale. It will appeal to lovers of classical fairy tales (the old Grimm types, not the Disney re-makes). The blending of Depression-era conflict with tricky fairy prophecies is enchanting. Highly recommended.

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  • Posted July 26, 2012

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    Yes, there is a new fantasy trilogy to hit the shelves in 2012 a

    Yes, there is a new fantasy trilogy to hit the shelves in 2012 and this one is...unique! That is an extremely hard word to use in this day and age, but this is not about the ‘fanged ones’ or the ‘barking wolf’ ones at all.

    Callie LeRoux and her mom live in a town called Slow Run, Kansas. Right now they are living through one of the most horrific dust storms that hammered the Dust Bowl in the 1930’s and chased many home owners into other states, because they could not live (and a lot of them didn’t) through these particular storms. Homes were ruined, crops dried up and nothing the poor people tried to do made it any better.

    Running a small hotel in town, Callie and her mom are still there when Callie is taken seriously ill by the dust that constantly flies through their home. She wants out, but her mom is still waiting for Callie’s father to return and will not leave until he arrives. However, when a particularly fierce dust storm hits the town, Callie’s mom runs away and no one can find her.

    Suddenly a mysterious man called Baya turns up and tells Callie a story about what her future life holds; he also unveils the secret that Callie is both half mortal and half fairy. Callie is told that she must follow the path to ‘the golden hills of the west’ in order to find her parents and get a new life for herself.

    On her journey she meets Jack, a young boy who has been riding the rails in order to get out of the area, and he decides to go with her to California. In their travels they run into some very odd folks (good and bad) which keep the story going. Among these beings are people who are desperate to kidnap Callie because she is, in fact, quite a ‘star’ in the fairy world. With Callie doing her best to evade the kidnappers who are trying to capture her in order to claim her powers for themselves, this adventure keeps right on going until the last page is turned.

    The writing in this novel is very good and unlike any fairy stories on the market today. Not to mention, Callie and her friends will leave a very solid, fun imprint on the imagination.

    Quill Says: After reading the first in this series, readers will most definitely look forward to seeing what happens next!

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  • Posted June 14, 2012

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    fascinating historical fantasy

    This tale takes place in Slow Run Kansas during the time of the great Dust Bowl. Zettel offers us an interesting tale of dark and light fairies, danger and discovery. Fans of folk lore, history and fairies will delight in this tale. We meet protagonist Callie LeRoux at her home, a grand hotel in Slow Run. The town is all but deserted due to the dry conditions. Sand and dust have affected her health but her mother refuses to leave. Callie’s father, a man she has never met promised he’d return. When a horrific dust storm occurs and Callie’s mother goes missing, a mysterious man appears. He tells Callie she must head west to California to find her parents. The tale and the journey offer Callie insight about herself, her parents and her destiny. The journey is difficult as Callie must determine who to trust and who to run from. Filled with twists, murder and strange creatures this tale was entertaining. Callie is unique in more ways than one. She is of mixed color at a time when society had strict rules regarding race.(although the cover in no way reflects this) In a lot of ways Callie has had to be an adult, since her mother has obvious issues. Callie quickly learns that she is only half-human and watching her discover her powers was fun. She is tough, smart and surprisingly level-headed, despite all that is occurring. I loved some of her kick-butt action scenes. Jack is street-wise and sensitive. He cares for Callie and tries to help her. He knows the streets and every con imaginable. He is also welled versed in lore and is able to offer Callie clues about the parties involved and her role in it. At one point I disliked his actions, but he did redeemed himself. The Fae bring us an odd mix of colorful characters. There are two groups The Seelie and the Unseelie. Both want Callie in their court and ultimately she will need to decide. The world building was fascinating. Zettel swept us back in time and I felt like I was there. Her depiction of the period was breathtaking and I could taste the dust. Callie is the center of a prophecy and both Fae kingdoms are vying for her. This created a lot of twists, turns and heart-palpitating moments. Mixed into this fantasy, Zettel touches on the topic of prejudice. She focuses on race as well as social classes. A scene towards the end is steeped in religion and I had to reread to understand exactly what happened. This was the only bump in an otherwise evenly paced tale. At this time there is no romance, and I am curious to see what happens next. I want to thank Random House and netGalley for providing this ARC in exchange for my unbiased review.

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