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Lily B. on the Brink of Love

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by Elizabeth Cody Kimmel

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Lily B. is back . . . and she's on the Brink of Love!

Twenty feet may not seem that high to you. But go outside, find a big rock, measure twenty feet up, then picture The Boy Who Is the Center of Your Universe clinging to that place, looking resplendent in climbing shoes. Then you'll know what I mean.

"He's on belay," Bonnie said. "If he falls, he'll just hang


Lily B. is back . . . and she's on the Brink of Love!

Twenty feet may not seem that high to you. But go outside, find a big rock, measure twenty feet up, then picture The Boy Who Is the Center of Your Universe clinging to that place, looking resplendent in climbing shoes. Then you'll know what I mean.

"He's on belay," Bonnie said. "If he falls, he'll just hang there until he can get himself back on the rock again."

If only love could be that risk free.

Editorial Reviews

Children's Literature
This exuberant comedy of middle-school Love at First Sight will capture and delight its target audience. Lily Blennerhassett, future writer extraordinaire, lands two jobs—Advice Columnist for the Mulgrew Sentinel and assistant to Real Writer Ellis Parson, who just happens to be the mother of Lily's first heartthrob. Engaging letters of advice alternate with Lily's fantasies and shots of her family's and friends' quirky behavior until revelation strikes. The heartthrob is not the Love of Her Life. Instead, her friend Bonnie's brother, Jake, just might be. Funny and full of great language, this story of Lily and her best friends—Charlotte McGrath, future executive, and Bonnie, devotee of Out of the Body Experiences—will bring readers to the brink of laughter, new vocabulary, and growing-up lessons time after time. 2005, HarperCollins Publishers, Ages 9 to 13.
—Elisabeth Greenberg
School Library Journal
Gr 5-8-Lily Blennerhassett, introduced in Lily B. on the Brink of Cool (HarperCollins, 2003), is back, diary in hand, to record all of the events in her life. The eighth grader has taken on the job of advice columnist for her middle school paper, and her columns set the tone: mild, lighthearted troubles met with Lily's sense of superiority. She has also landed a job as an assistant to novelist Ellis Parsons, only to discover that her crush, who figures strongly in her journal as The Boy, is Ellis's son, Coulter. When he makes fun of her vocabulary and her aspirations to write, she learns that he is not The Boy for her. Lily's reports of her loving but uncool parents and her future-corporate-leader pal, Charlotte, are as witty and precocious as in the first book. As the narrator's friendships unfold at a quiet pace, the plot gains depth and speed from the mysteries of Ellis's fainting dog and possible acts of plagiarism. New friend Bonnie and her brother, Jake, introduce the challenge of mountain climbing and some sensible thoughts about not accusing Ellis prematurely. Lily's journal entries and advice columns, and her continued growth in learning to judge the character of would-be friends, deliver laughs and substance.-Wendi Hoffenberg, Yonkers Public Library, NY Copyright 2005 Reed Business Information.
Kirkus Reviews
Future world-famous writer Lily Blennerhassett is on the brink of success. Not only is she the advice columnist for her middle-school paper, but she's been offered a job as assistant to a Real Writer. But with everything else going well, why does Lily lose all her hard-earned cool whenever the object of her adoration, The Boy, walks by? With the help of her friends, business-like Charlotte and new-ager Bonnie, Lily tries (unsuccessfully) to impress The Boy by learning rock climbing. Meanwhile, she discovers that assisting a genuine author isn't all it's cracked up to be. Though Lily has prepared carefully for her job (with a new wardrobe of Balinese dancing pants and jangly earrings that clearly mark her as a serious-minded scholar), she's asked only to fetch coffee and clean keyboards. Lily's thoroughly amusing befuddlement resolves satisfyingly with predictable yet delightful epiphanies. Heartwarming and funny, with supporting characters who are just as cleverly constructed as the heroine. (Fiction. 9-14)

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HarperCollins Publishers
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Lily B. Series
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5.12(w) x 7.62(h) x 0.41(d)
Age Range:
9 - 13 Years

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Lily B. on the Brink of Love

By Elizabeth Kimmel

HarperCollins Publishers, Inc.

Copyright © 2006 Elizabeth Kimmel
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ISBN: 0060755415

Chapter One

It's nice work, if you can get it. Not that I, future world-famous writer Lily Blennerhassett, intend to stay too long with a publication like our middle school's paper, the Mulgrew Sentinel (circulation: 517). But humble beginnings make great first chapters in biographies, as Future Biographers recording my life and work will attest. And frankly, I like the job description. Lily Blennerhassett, Advice Columnist.

In case you are worried, Dear Readers, that at age fourteen I cannot possibly have suffered enough to have acquired sufficient wisdom for advice dispensation, let me assure you that I have. Good spot for a little history lesson. You see, I met these people last summer at a wedding, these really cool people I now refer to only as La Famille LeBlanc, and I kind of got sucked into their world. Like I was a bug, and they were a giant, glistening Venus flytrap. And I got kind of hung up on how sleek and trendy they were and totally bought into this so-called environmentalist work they said they did. Maybe you would have seen it coming. You seem like discerning, cautious readers. But I went in blind as a bat in a lightbulb factory, and I tried to do something really nice, generous, and biodegradable for them. And let's just say I got myself and my family into a nice big mess. You know -- the kind where lawyers get called in and your parents walkaround pale and silently hysterical. Suffice it to say justice was done in the end, and here I am, no worse for the wear, having learned the very important lesson that you Cannot Judge a LeBook by Its Cover. End of sermon.

Back to my new job. My best friend, Charlotte, of course, felt impelled to issue warnings.

"You can't take this job seriously enough, Lily," she said, adjusting her glasses and letting her hand linger on them so that she looked like she was posing for an author photograph for a physics textbook. This was not the way an eighth grader usually warmed up for a Wiffle ball scrimmage. I know. A Wiffle ball scrimmage probably seems a little too lame for eighth-grade gym. But Mulgrew is a "Safety First" establishment. If you want to play with heavy artillery, you do it in intramural sports after school. Hopefully by the time I'm generally acknowledged throughout the world as the nation's brightest literary star, Wiffle ball will be long obsolete and forgotten and you, Dear Readers, will require a detailed description of its plastic bat and hollow ball full of aerodynamic holes meant to enable toddlers to enjoy the motions of Major League Baseball without the cumbersome, expensive, and potentially lethal adult equipment. But at the time of this writing, it is still sadly contemporary.

Charlotte never warmed up for Wiffle ball or any other gym-related activity. Charlotte McGrath. Future Corporate Executive and Longtime Reader of The Economist. Close friend and associate of Lily Blennerhassett, current Advice Columnist. Charlotte peered at me intently.

"Just because we're only in middle school doesn't mean we can't have real and significant problems," she stated.

I gave her a look that was meant to remind her of my recent Real and Significant Problems with La Famille LeBlanc. Then I touched my toes in case the gym teacher was watching (okay, I got close to touching my toes. I air-touched them. My knees definitely experienced contact). Charlotte ignored me, or maybe the glare on her lenses was impairing her vision.

"You could potentially be some of these people's last, best hope," Charlotte continued.

Last? Best, of course, goes without saying, but last? In the confusing maelstrom of stormy adolescence, surely Blennerhassett is the most immediately obvious Beacon of Aid Blinking in the Black of Night.

"This is going to require great compassion, objectivity, and attention to detail," Charlotte went on. She wasn't touching her toes, she wasn't even trying, and no one except me was noticing. "Not to mention discretion. Really, Lily, you cannot take your new responsibilities seriously enough."

"You're forgetting one very important thing," I told Charlotte, doing a little jogging in place. Charlotte looked genuinely baffled. She never forgot anything important.

"What?" she asked.

"Lipstick," I said firmly. "Does it fit the job description or not? If so, what shade? What make? Waterproof? Non-animal tested? Hypoallergenic? With or without sunscreen? What does Hilary Duff wear? Can I get her people to call me?"

Charlotte gave me a familiar, patronizing smile.

"No lipstick," she said firmly. "Lipstick is infantilizing."

"What? Tantalizing?" I asked.

"Infantilizing!" Charlotte shouted. I felt a tiny thrill. The word had fantastic potential! Provided I could get a definition. I did a deep knee bend. Most of one.

"What does that mean?" I asked her as I squatted waiting for some kind of second wind to help me up.

Charlotte took a moment to look both superior and pleased in her corporate, pre-business major sort of way.

"To infantilize," she said, "is to make something childish. To turn a grown-up thing into a baby thing."

Now you and I are both thinking, aren't we, Dear Readers, that babies don't wear lipstick. The Future Corporate Executive had MISUSED a word! But oh, what a fabulous word! I jotted it down in the small spiral-bound notebook I had especially for moments like this. I know it isn't sophisticated; Palm Pilots are sophisticated. And laptops are efficiently high-tech. I'd spent months longing for a laptop before finally getting one for my birthday, and I use it at every available opportunity. But you can't bring one to gym class. On the other hand, notebooks -- and I mean the kind from the olden days with actual paper and spiral bindings -- are in the Stone Knives and Bearskins category. Read: primitive and uncivilized. But think quaint. And think budget. So I use a notebook. Because a journalist must record information while she is On the Go. I couldn't wait to use the word "infantilize" in my first advice column.


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Meet the Author

Elizabeth Kimmel Willard, the pen name for Elizabeth Cody Kimmel, is a lifetime Little House enthusiast. She is the author of many books for children, including the Lily B. series. She lives in Cold Spring, New York, with her husband and their daughter.

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jasmine1997 More than 1 year ago
The story Lily B on the Brink of Love is very funny yet pretty boring. There wasn't enough information to cover the whole thing. When I got to certain parts I was waiting for this huge surprise and it never came. Funny, and boring, all at once. She is a sweet girl who has just entered the 8th grade. She quickly developed a huge crush on a boy. She goes through many different obstacles to get noticed by him, and make him realize they are the ones meant to be together. The theme of the story is love and socialization, yet nothing falls together in the right places. The plot doesn't match up with the theme, and the theme doesn't match up with the setting. Its just too much crammed in one section all at once, just too much to handle in 20 minutes of reading. It's a good book yet there is just to much in it for a good reading experience. I really liked how it started but when I got farther into it, it wasn't as good as I thought it was going to be. When I started reading, one of the first things it told me was that Lily was entering the 8th grade, I figured it would be good for me because I was just entering the 8th grade to, but it wasn't all that. I became bored and I quickly got sick of the book!
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Guest More than 1 year ago
Lily B. is a typical overdramatic teen and always seems to get herself in drama. this time it's because of Hunter, a new boy, she becomes overly obsessed with him and is finding herself on the Brink of love.
Guest More than 1 year ago
Lily B. on the Brink of Love is a fast-paced, fun novel. it's the sequel to Lily B. on the Brink of Cool. It's about love and all the confusion and complications that come along with it.It didn't have much action like Lily B. on the Brink of Cool. But i still highly recommend this book if you liked (and read) the first book.
Guest More than 1 year ago
'Lily B. on the Brink of Love' is a calm yet exhilerating book. It combines love, laughter, confusion, and just plain fun into one book. I enjoyed every second of the book. I never got bored. Lily's character is the perfect role-model and example of a down-to-earth teenager. She solves problems and falls in love with the wrong guy.She's a hero to all of the teenage girls. You go Lily! Ms. Kimmel, you did an excellent job. BRAVO!!!