Between the Lines

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Overview

Between the Lines by Jodi Picoult, Samantha van Leer

New York Times bestselling author Jodi Picoult and her teenage daughter present their first-ever novel for teens, filled with romance, adventure, and humor.

What happens when happily ever after…isn’t?

Delilah is a bit of a loner who prefers spending her time in the school library with her head in a book—one book in particular. Between the Lines may be a fairy tale, but it feels real. Prince Oliver is brave, adventurous, and loving. He really speaks to Delilah.

And then one day Oliver actually speaks to her. Turns out, Oliver is more than a one-dimensional storybook prince. He’s a restless teen who feels trapped by his literary existence and hates that his entire life is predetermined. He’s sure there’s more for him out there in the real world, and Delilah might just be his key to freedom.

Delilah and Oliver work together to attempt to get Oliver out of his book, a challenging task that forces them to examine their perceptions of fate, the world, and their places in it. And as their attraction to each other grows along the way, a romance blossoms that is anything but a fairy tale.

Product Details

ISBN-13: 9781451635751
Publisher: EMILY BESTLER BOOKS/ATRIA/SIMON PULSE
Publication date: 06/26/2012
Pages: 368
Sales rank: 470,923
Product dimensions: 6.46(w) x 9.10(h) x 1.31(d)
Lexile: 770L (what's this?)
Age Range: 12 - 17 Years

About the Author

Jodi Picoult is the author of eighteen novels, including the #1 New York Times bestsellers House Rules, Handle With Care, Change of Heart, Nineteen Minutes, and My Sister’s Keeper. She lives in New Hampshire with her husband and three children. Visit her at JodiPicoult.com.

Samantha van Leer is a junior in high school. She conceived the idea for this book and pitched it to her mom, who was in the middle of a book tour. In her spare time, Samantha can be found playing softball, doing contemporary dance, acting and singing in musicals, and cuddling on the ground with her two dogs, Dudley and Oliver—for whom the prince in this fairy tale was named.

Hometown:

Hanover, New Hampshire

Date of Birth:

May 19, 1966

Place of Birth:

Nesconset, Long Island, NY

Education:

A.B. in Creative Writing, Princeton University; M.A. in Education, Harvard University

Read an Excerpt

Between the Lines

Delilah


I’M WEIRD.

Everyone says so. I suppose it’s because while other fifteen-year-olds are talking about the best lip gloss and which movie star is hotter, I would rather be curled up with a book. Seriously—have you been to a high school lately? Why would anyone sane want to interact with Cro-Magnon hockey players, or run the gauntlet of mean girls who lounge against the lockers like the fashion police, passing judgment on my faded high-top sneakers and thrift-store sweaters? No thanks; I’d much rather pretend I’m somewhere else, and any time I open the pages of a book, that happens.

My mom worries about me because I’m a loner. But that’s not entirely true. My best friend, Jules, totally gets me. It’s my mom’s fault that she can’t see past the safety pins Jules sticks through her ears and her pink Mohawk. The cool thing about hanging around with Jules, though, is that when I’m with her, nobody even looks twice at me.

Jules understands my fixation on books. She feels the same way about B-movie horror films. She knows every single line of dialogue in The Blob. She refers to the popular girls in our school as Pod People.

Jules and I are not popular. In fact, I am pretty much banned from ever being popular or, for that matter, within a hundred feet of anyone popular. Last year when we were playing softball in gym, I swung the bat and broke the left knee of Allie McAndrews, the head cheerleader. Allie had to stay off the top of the pyramid for six weeks and accepted her prom queen crown on crutches.

The worst part was I completely missed the ball. Anyone who didn’t hate me before the Injury suddenly had a reason to ignore me or sneer at me or slam me against a locker when we passed in the halls. Except Jules, who moved here a week after it happened. When I told her why I was a social pariah, she laughed. “Too bad you didn’t break them both,” she said.

Jules and I have no secrets. I know that she is addicted to soap operas, and she knows that my mother is a cleaning lady. There’s only one thing I haven’t told Jules, and that’s the fact that for the past week, the reason I’ve avoided her is that I’m embarrassed by my choice of reading material.

A fairy tale written for elementary school kids.

If you think it’s social suicide to literally bring the head cheerleader to her knees, you should try reading a children’s book in plain sight in a high school. If you read Dostoyevsky, you’re weird but smart. If you read comic books, you’re weird but hip. If you read a fairy tale, you’re just a dork.

I discovered this story a month ago, when I was eating lunch quietly in the school library. There I sat, chewing on a peanut butter and Fluff sandwich, when I noticed that one book on the shelf was upside down and backwards, as if it had been jammed in. Figuring I could help Ms. Winx, the librarian, I went to fix it, and got an enormous electric shock to the tips of my fingers.

The book was tattered and the spine was shaky—I would have thought that by now it would have made its way to the annual sale, where you could buy old novels for a dime each. It was illustrated—clearly a fairy tale—but it was shelved with nonfiction books about World War I. And strangest of all, it didn’t have a bar code to be checked out.

“Ms. Winx,” I asked, “have you ever read this one?”

“Oh, a long time ago,” she told me. “But it’s actually quite special. The author hand-painted the pictures and had it bound.”

“It must be worth a fortune!”

“Not so much,” Ms. Winx said. “The writer was known for her murder mysteries. This was more of an experiment for her. A prototype that never evolved. In fact, she never wrote another book after this one. I was a big fan of her other novels, and couldn’t pass this up when I found it at a rummage sale. So for a nickel, it became the property of the school.”

I looked down at the cover—Between the Lines, by Jessamyn Jacobs.

I checked it out that first day, and while I was in Earth Science class, I hid the fairy tale inside my textbook and read it from cover to cover. It’s about a prince, Oliver, who goes on a quest to rescue a princess, who’s been taken hostage by the evil Rapscullio. The problem is that Oliver, unlike most fairy-tale princes, isn’t a big fan of taking risks. His father died in battle, and as far as he’s concerned, it’s far better to be safe than sorry.

I think that’s what made me keep reading. The very first thing you learn about Oliver is that it wasn’t easy growing up without a dad. It was as if the words had been taken straight from my mouth. My father had not died in battle, but he’d left my mother when I was ten years old and found himself a new, improved family. She cried every night that year. I was a straight-A student—not because I loved school but because I didn’t want to be one more person who disappointed my mother. We had to move to a small house and my mom had to work hard cleaning the homes of the girls who treated me like pond scum.

True confessions time: Oliver is cuter than any guy in my school. Granted, he is two-dimensional and illustrated. Don’t judge me—go take a look at Wolverine in an X-Men comic and tell me he isn’t hot. With his jet-black hair and pale eyes, it seems that Oliver is smiling up from the page directly at me. Clearly, any normal girl would take this as a sign that she needs to get out more. But me, I don’t have too many places to get to.

Plus, he is smart. He conquers one obstacle after another—not with his sword but with his cleverness. For example, when he is held captive by a trio of creepy, boy-crazy mermaids, he promises to get them dates in return for a pack of supplies—flotsam and jetsam that had washed into the ocean after shipwrecks. He uses that junk—other people’s garbage—to rescue himself from the snares of the fiery dragon that had killed his own father. He’s not your typical prince, more like a square peg in a round hole, kind of like me. He’s the sort of guy who wouldn’t mind reading side by side on a date. And he knows how to kiss, unlike Leonard Uberhardt, who practically tried to swallow me whole behind the jungle gym in seventh grade.

That first week, I read the book so often that I memorized the words; I knew the layout of the pictures on the pages. I dreamed that I was being chased by Rapscullio or forced by Captain Crabbe to walk the plank. Each week, I’d bring the book back to the library, because that was school policy. I’d have to wait until it was returned to the shelf a day later, giving someone else a chance to read it. But what other ninth grader cares about fairy tales? The book was always waiting for me, so I could check it out again and reconfirm my position as Public Loser Number One.

My mother worried. Why was a girl like me, who could easily read thousand-page adult novels, obsessed with a children’s book?

I knew the answer to that, not that I was about to admit it to anyone.

Prince Oliver understood me better than anyone in the world.

True, I’d never met him. And true, he was a fictional character. But he also was what people needed him to be: a dashing hero, an articulate peacemaker, a cunning escape artist. Then again, Prince Oliver had never existed anywhere but on a page, and in some random author’s brain. He didn’t know what it was like to be stuffed into a locker by the cheerleading squad and left there until some janitor heard me yelling.

Today, I decide as I wake up and stare at the ceiling, is going to be different. First thing, I am going to return the book to the library. In my English journal, I’ll write down that I’ve been reading The Hunger Games for my outside reading requirement (like 98 percent of the ninth grade), and I’ll explain why I am Team Peeta instead of Team Gale. I’ll tell Jules that we should go to the Rocky Horror marathon at the cheap theater this weekend. Then in Earth Science I’ll finally get enough courage to go talk to Zach, my vegan lab partner who insists on feeding tofu crumbles to the class Venus flytrap, and who probably will save the whales before he turns twenty-one.

Yes, today is the day everything is going to change.

I get up and take a shower and get dressed, but the fairy tale is sitting on my nightstand where I left it before I went to bed. This must be what an addict feels like, I think, trying to fight the pull of one last, quick read. My fingers itch toward the binding, and finally, with a sigh of regret, I just grab the book and open it, hungrily reading the story. But this time, something feels wrong. It is like an itch between my eyebrows, a wrinkle in my mind. Frowning, I scan through the dialogue, which is all the way it should be. I glance at the illustration: the prince sitting on a throne, his dog waiting beside him.

“Delilah!” my mother yells. “I told you twice already… we’re going to be late!”

I stare at the page, my eyes narrowed. What is it that’s off? “Just let me finish—”

“You’ve read that book a thousand times—you know how it ends. Now means now!”

I flip through the book to the final page. When I see it, I can’t believe I haven’t noticed it before. Just to the left of Princess Seraphima’s glittering gown, drawn into the sand, is a grid. Sort of like a bingo chart. Or a chessboard.

“How strange,” I say softly. “That was never here before.”

“DELILAH EVE!”

When my mother uses my middle name, it means she’s really angry. I close the book and tuck it into my backpack, then hurry downstairs to scarf down breakfast before I am dropped off at school.

My mother is already rinsing her coffee cup as I grab a slice of toast and butter it. “Mom,” I ask, “have you ever read a book and had it… change?”

She looks over her shoulder. “Well, sure. The first time I read Gone with the Wind and Rhett walked out on Scarlett, I was fifteen and thought all that unrequited love was wildly romantic. The second time I read it, last summer, I thought she was silly and he was a selfish pig.”

“That’s not what I mean…. That’s you changing—not the book.” I take a bite of the toast and wash it down with orange juice. “Imagine that you’ve read a story a hundred times and it always takes place on a ship. And then one day, you read it, and it’s set in the Wild West instead.”

“That’s ridiculous,” my mother replies. “Books don’t change in front of your eyes.”

“Mine did,” I say.

She turns and looks at me, head tilted as if she is trying to figure out if I am lying or crazy or both. “You need to get more sleep, Delilah,” she announces.

“Mom, I’m serious—”

“You simply saw something you overlooked before,” my mother says, and she puts on her jacket. “Let’s go.”

But it’s not something I overlooked. I know it.

The whole way to school, my backpack sits on my lap. My mother and I talk about things that don’t matter—what time she is coming home from work; if I’m ready for my Algebra test; if it’s going to snow—when all I can focus on is that faint little chessboard scratched into the sand of the beach on the last page of the fairy tale.

Our car pulls up in front of the building. “Have a good day,” my mother says, and I kiss her goodbye. I hurry past a kid plugged into his earphones, and the popular girls, who cluster together like grapes. (Honestly, do you ever see just one of them?)

The school’s current “it” couple, Brianna and Angelo—or BrAngelo, as they’re known—are wrapped in each other’s arms across my locker.

“I’m gonna miss you,” Brianna says.

“I’m gonna miss you too, baby,” Angelo murmurs.

For Pete’s sake. It’s not like she’s leaving on a trip around the world. She’s only headed to homeroom.

I don’t realize I’ve said that out loud until I see them both staring at me. “Get a life,” Brianna says.

Angelo laughs. “Or at least a boyfriend.”

They leave with their arms around each other, hands tucked into each other’s rear jeans pockets.

The worst part is, it’s true. I wouldn’t know what true love feels like if it hit me between the eyes. Given my mother’s experience with romance, I shouldn’t even care—but there’s a part of me that wonders what it would be like to be the most important person to someone else, to always feel like you were missing a piece of yourself when he wasn’t near you.

There is a crash on the metal of the locker beside mine, and I look up to see Jules smacking her hand against it to get my attention. “Hey,” Jules says. “Earth to Delilah?” Today she is dressed in a black veil and a miniskirt over leggings that seem like they’ve been hacked with a razor. She looks like a corpse bride. “Where’d you go last night?” she says. “I sent you a thousand texts.”

I hesitate. I’ve hidden my fairy-tale obsession from Jules, but if anyone is going to believe me when I say that a book changed before my eyes, it’s going to be my best friend.

“Sorry,” I say. “I went to bed early.”

“Well, the texts were all about Soy Boy.”

I blush. At 3:00 A.M. during our last sleepover, I confessed to her that I thought Zach from my Earth Science class was possible future boyfriend material.

“I heard that he hooked up with Mallory Wegman last weekend.”

Mallory Wegman had hooked up with so many guys in our class that her nickname was the Fisherman. I let this news sink in, and the fact that I had thought about Zach this morning before reading my book, which seemed a thousand years ago.

“He’s telling everyone she slipped him a real burger instead of a veggie one and it overloaded his system. That he has no recollection of doing anything with her.”

“Must have been some really good beef,” I murmur. For a second, I try to mourn Zach, my potential crush, who now has someone real, but all I’m thinking of is Oliver.

“I have to tell you something,” I confess.

Jules looks at me, suddenly serious.

“I was reading this book and it… it sort of changed.”

“I totally understand,” Jules says. “The first time I saw Attack of the Killer Tomatoes I knew my life was never going to be the same.”

“No, it’s not that I’ve changed—it’s the book that changed.” I reach into my backpack and grab the fairy tale, flipping directly to the last page. “Look.”

Prince? Yup, standing right where he usually is.

Princess? Ditto.

Frump? Wagging happily.

Chessboard?

It’s missing.

It was there less than a half hour ago, and suddenly it’s gone.

“Delilah?” Jules asks. “Are you okay?”

I can feel myself breaking out in a cold sweat. I close the book and then open it again; I blink fast to clear my eyes.

Nothing.

I stuff the book into my backpack again and close my locker. “I, um, have to go,” I say to Jules, shoving past her as the bell rings.

Just so you know, I never lie. I never steal. I never cut class. I am, in short, the perfect student.

Which makes what I am about to do even more shocking. I turn in the opposite direction and walk toward the gymnasium, although I am supposed to be in homeroom.

Me, Delilah McPhee.

“Delilah?” I look up to see the principal standing in front of me. “Shouldn’t you be in homeroom?”

He smiles at me. He doesn’t expect me to be cutting class either.

“Um… Ms. Winx asked me to get a book from the gym teacher.”

“Oh,” the principal says. “Excellent!” He waves me on.

For a moment I just stare at him. Is it really this easy to become someone I’m not? Then I break into a run.

I don’t stop until I have reached the locker room. I know it will be empty this early in the morning. Sitting down on a bench, I take the book from my backpack and open it again.

Real fairy tales are not for the fainthearted. In them, children get eaten by witches and chased by wolves; women fall into comas and are tortured by evil relatives. Somehow, all that pain and suffering is worthwhile, though, when it leads to the ending: happily ever after. Suddenly it no longer matters if you got a B– on your midterm in French or if you’re the only girl in the school who doesn’t have a date for the spring formal. Happily ever after trumps everything. But what if ever after could change?

It did for my mom. At one point, she loved my dad, or they wouldn’t have gotten married—but now she doesn’t even want to speak to him when he calls me on my birthday and Christmas. Likewise, maybe the fairy tale isn’t accurate. Maybe the last line should read something like What you see isn’t always what you get.

There is still no chessboard on the sand.

I start flipping through the pages furiously. In most of them, Prince Oliver is in the company of someone or something—his dog, the villain Rapscullio, Princess Seraphima. But there is one illustration where he is all alone.

Actually, it’s my favorite.

It comes toward the end of the story, after he’s outsmarted the dragon Pyro and left the beast in the care of Captain Crabbe and the pirates. Afterward, as the pirates load the dragon onto the ship, Oliver is left alone on the shore looking up the cliff wall at the tower where Seraphima is being imprisoned. In the picture on page 43, he starts to climb.

I lift the book closer so that I can see Oliver more clearly. He is drawn in color, his jet-black hair ruffled by the breeze, his arms straining as he scales the sheer rock face. His bottle green velvet tunic is tattered: singed from Pyro’s fiery breath and torn from his escape from shackles on the pirate ship. His dagger is clenched between his teeth so that he can grasp the next ledge. His face is turned toward the ocean, where the ship slips into the distance.

I think the reason I love this illustration so much is the expression on his face. You’d expect, at that moment, he’d be overcome by fierce determination. Or maybe shining love for his nearby princess. But instead, he looks… well… like something’s missing.

Like he’d almost rather be on that pirate ship. Or anywhere but where he is, on the face of the rocky cliff.

Like there’s something he’s hiding.

I lean forward, until my nose is nearly touching the page. The image blurs as I get close, but for a moment, I’m positive that Oliver’s eyes have flickered away from the ocean, and toward me.

“I wish you were real,” I whisper.

On the loudspeaker in the locker room, the bell rings. That means homeroom is over, and I have to go to Algebra. With a sigh, I set the fairy tale down on the bench, still cracked open. I unzip my backpack and then pick the book up again.

And gasp.

Oliver is still climbing the sheer rock wall. But the dagger clenched between his teeth is now in his right hand. Steel to stone, its sharp tip scratches the faintest of white lines into the dark granite, and then another, and a third.

H

I rub my eyes. This is not a Nook, a Kindle Fire, or an iPad, just a very ordinary old book. No animation, no bells and whistles. Drawing in my breath, I touch the paper, that very spot, and lift my finger again.

Two words slowly appear on the surface of the rock wall.

HELP ME.

What People are Saying About This

From the Publisher

"A compulsively readable charmer. The teen dialogue and interior monologues feel authentic, while Picoult’s practiced hand balances humor with larger issues such as abandonment, hope, and existential quandaries related to fate and human nature. Both silhouette and pencil drawings abound; characters climb in and around the text to excellent effect. Younger readers and their parents will appreciate the gentle, wholesome romance, with nary a shred of paranormal action. The tender, positive tone and effective pacing that builds to a satisfying finish will inspire readers to pass the book to a friend—or reread it themselves." —Booklist

"A clever YA romance about the magical relationship between a loner and her fictional “Prince Charming.” Elements from Picoult’s other novels—alternating character viewpoints with distinguishing fonts, snappy chapter endings—are present, and the story is peppered with pop culture references to The Hunger Games, the Kindle Fire, and the X-Men, as well as comic relief in the form of characters like a talking horse that thinks it has a weight problem. Readers...will be swept up by the romantic premise." —Publishers Weekly

"Picoult and her coauthor daughter deliver an enjoyable, metafictive twist on the traditional teen-romance novel.... Book lovers in particular are likely to get a kick out of the blurring of the lines between character and reader, fact and fiction.... Fizzy fairy-tale fun." —Kirkus Reviews

"Picoult and her daughter, Van Leer, have created a multilayered universe where what is real is in the eye of the beholder." —VOYA

"Engagingly written...a fun romp that fans of both fairy tales and teen romance will enjoy." —Shelf Awareness for Readers

“Between the Lines” is a romance between a girl and a boy, but even more, it’s a love letter to the visceral bond between a reader and a musty, beloved book.... The fictional “Between the Lines” is funny and unexpected...and it’s fascinating to watch the authors address the problem of what it would be like to live not just in a story, but in a physical book..." —The Washington Post

“Between the Lines” is a romance between a girl and a boy, but even more, it’s a love letter to the visceral bond between a reader and a musty, beloved book.... The fictional “Between the Lines” is funny and unexpected...and it’s fascinating to watch the authors address the problem of what it would be like to live not just in a story, but in a physical book..." —The Washington Post

"An exceedingly clever concept that would be challenging to pull off, if not for the deep understanding of character, plot and pacing provided by Picoult... Conceptually, "Between the Lines" is reminiscent of the "Toy Story" movies... An exploration of the nature of escapism that asks whether reality is any more real than make-believe, "Between the Lines" will delight readers of all ages whose imaginations willfully blur that distinction."

—Los Angeles Times

Copyright © 2012, Los Angeles Times

Reading Group Guide

Reading Group Guide to

Between the Lines
by Jodi Picoult and Samantha van Leer

Prereading Question:

If you could choose living in a predictable world, where you knew the outcome of every event, would you choose it, and why?

Discussion Questions:

Who is Prince Oliver and why is he unhappy? What is his character flaw and how does it impact his life and world?

Why does Prince Oliver set out to rescue Seraphima, and how does he compensate for his character flaw?

Are Prince Oliver and Seraphima a good match? Why or why not? How is she unlike Prince Oliver?

Why does Delilah read the fairy tale repeatedly? How is her world different from Prince Oliver’s?

How does the reader learn that Prince Oliver knows there is a world “beyond the fairy tale”? How does he first come to know about this outside world?

Why does Prince Oliver want out of the fairy tale? How does he get the attention of Delilah, and what is her initial response?

Delilah and Prince Oliver develop romantic feelings for each other. Why do you think they are attracted to one another? What commonalities draw them together? What differences?

Why does Prince Oliver attempt to remove the spider from the story? What happens when the spider enters Delilah’s world?

Identify the following fairy tale characters and explain how they are alike, or different from, the characters they play in the fairy tale: Rapscullio, Seraphima, Queen Maureen, and the mermaids.

Frump is Prince Oliver’s best friend. What is his backstory and what role does he play in the fairy tale?

Socks is Prince Oliver’s trusty steed. How does Socks add humor to the story? Cite examples.

Who is Jessamyn Jacobs and why does Delilah take an unplanned trip to her house? What happens when Delilah arrives there?

In what ways are Prince Oliver and Edgar alike? How are they different?

How is Prince Oliver’s wish finally answered? Is the result a fitting end to the story? Explain.

Questions for Further Discussion:

The story takes place in three worlds: the fairy tale in which Prince Oliver is the key player, Prince Oliver’s “real” life outside the fairy tale, and Delilah’s world outside the story. Describe each world. How are they alike and how are they different?

How do the authors weave the three worlds together? For example, what structural and stylistic devices, language, and events do the authors use to connect the three worlds? What techniques do they use to signal a transition from one world to the other?

Delilah has a best friend who plays a minor role in the story. Why did the authors choose to keep her friend’s role to a minimum? What does the friend add to the story?

This novel is structurally complex. Explain how the authors use different points of view to tell the story. Why are multiple perspectives needed?

Readers see the fairy tale characters playing out private lives. How are readers able to see them having their own lives? What situation has to occur so that readers can see their private worlds?

Jessamyn Jacobs refuses to rewrite the ending of the story. Why does she refuse, and how would the story have been different had she agreed? Would the story have been better? Explain.

Prince Oliver and Delilah try several strategies in an effort to remove Prince Oliver from the book. Outline each strategy they try and explain the results.

Delilah is, at first, infatuated by the fairy tale. What event helps her become more thankful for the world in which she lives?

In what way does this book defy traditional genre classification?

Mother/Daughter Connections:

Describe the relationship between Delilah and her mother. Do Delilah and her mother respect one another? Support your response(s) with evidence from the text.

Why does Delilah’s mother worry about Delilah? Should she worry? Explain. Is Delilah concerned about her mother? Why or why not?

Delilah feels like an outcast at school. Does her mother understand Delilah’s feelings about school and friends? What could her mother do better to connect with Delilah and to help her fit in better?

What positive characteristics as a mother does Delilah’s mother possess? What weaknesses?

How does the fairy tale provide a discussion on stereotypical roles of men and women in society? In what way are these roles inaccurate?

What information does Delilah’s mother need to understand her daughter better? If she possessed this information, does Delilah’s mother have the capacity to build a better relationship with her? Support your response with information from the text.

Do Prince Oliver and Queen Maureen have a better relationship than Delilah and her mother? Cite evidence from the text to support your answer.

Does society paint a realistic picture of marriage? Why or why not?

Some argue that a child raised in a home with two parents is better off than a child raised by a single parent. How might this statement not be true?

Think of other books or fairy tales that you enjoyed reading. Which characters would you want to become real, and why?

How might reading a story like Between the Lines together provide mothers and daughters with a vehicle for getting to know one another better? What other novels might serve a similar purpose and why would you recommend them?

Guide written by Pam B. Cole, Professor of English Education & Literacy, Kennesaw State University, Kennesaw, GA

This guide has been provided by Simon & Schuster for classroom, library, and reading group use. It may be reproduced in its entirety or excerpted for these purposes.

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AlwaysYAatHeart1 More than 1 year ago
Between the lines is a really fun story. Deliliah is a 15-year-old teenager who doesn't quite fit in with everyone else. She loves to read, and one book has become her favorite. The only problem is that the book she loves so much is a fairy tale for kids entitled "Between the Lines." Try as she may, she just can't stay away from it. Deliliah is a bit of a social outcast and her only friend, other that her books, is Jules, who has the whole wild punk-rocker scene going on. (Her character is really fun and entertaining). Deliliah is enthralled with Prince Oliver, the main character in her book.......and Prince Oliver is enthralled with Deliliah, and desperately wants to get out of that book and into her world. The story is written from Deliliah's point of view, as well as from Prince Oliver's point of view, and is also told from a narrative fairy tale perspective. I found the story to be delightful and entertaining, and everything you would imagine a YA fairy tale to be. I loved the interaction between Deliliah and Oliver as they plotted and planned trying to figure out a way to get Oliver out of the book, as well as all the adventure that took place in the process of trying to make this happen. I also enjoyed the other characters in the book, especially the mermaids. The ending was really a classic happily ever after one with a different twist. I would recommend this book for girls even as young as 9 or 10. I think I would have enjoyed it at that age. Between the Lines is a cute and imaginative modern day fairy tale that girls of all ages will love.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Jodi has been my favorite author since i read my sisters keeper. As a 16 year old male i look for much more than simple romance in novels. But in this love story Jodi made me cry yet again. I absolutly love the plot; two partners working together til the very end even though the stakes are high. Its a common example of enduring hardships to just trynto he with the one you love. Delilah is a true sweet heart. Please read it and find out for yourself. Everyone deserves a happy ending.
DeeDeeWillis More than 1 year ago
Fantastic. I couldn't put this book down. Highly Recommended
sammixlove23 More than 1 year ago
A sales lady at one of the BandN stores actually recommended this to me and at first i thought it would be horribley cliche and childish but I LOVED it. Im 19 and I couldnt put the book down, but whether your 15 like one of the main characters Delilah or your in your fortys you will like this book. It shows just how much it means to believe in something and really pull through with it. Even though she looked crazy and nobody believed her she didnt care she wanted Oliver out and she was going to get him. Romance, suspence, humor, and all else is in this book and I very much reccommend this.
sand7s More than 1 year ago
Very good book. I loved the characters. makes a great summer read
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Lovvveed it great summer read could not put it down
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
This is a nice switch from the same kind of teenage love story. it is not too old so it will be easy for tween's and teen who what a love story butt not too old to read. :) :)
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Such a great story! Loved it!
vannarene More than 1 year ago
This was a lovely quick read. Definitely a special book. Would make a great gift for any teenage girl! I'm 24 and loved it :)
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
I love this book it funny and a great love story of two who have to find a way to be together
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
This book was so good! It had such a unique plot, characters, and twists that you are entertained throughout the read. Loved it and is definitely one of my new favorites
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Interesting concept but very badly executed. Nice of Picoult to support her daughter's interest in writing but this should never have been published. Writing level might interest an8yr old but even they might get too bored to continue after thr first two chapters. Don't waste your time and money.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
It was a very fun story to read. I would recommend it to anyone who loves fairy tales.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Such a good read. Jodi is an amazing author and her daughter does an amazing job bringing this story to life. It was such an interesting twist and not what I expected. Wonderful Job!
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
This is an AMANZING book. People think it's about this romance and that's it. Well let me tell you it is not like that. Sure there is some romance in it but there is also a girl who has a hard time at school and grew up with no father. I'm almost 13 and I LOVED this book. You need to have an imagination, but tthat is not that hard to find. Deffinitaly recomend getting this book, so worth the money. Happy reading!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!:)
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
This was a good book filled with deep philosophical issues. Definitely different than Jodi's other books. I recommend it, especially if you're a Jodi Picoult fan.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Omg this is easily my fave book ever!!! I love the friendship between Delilah and the guy in the book ( dont remember his name lol) If u are questioning weither or not to get this book .............. GET IT !! It wont b waste of ur money!!
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
This was a great book.It was not sophisticated or very cultural but sometimes we just need a good old fashioned fairy tale :)
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
I loved how you could see the different points of views of each main character and the actual story in which Oliver was stuck in. It was an amazing plot and I loved the illustrations and font change and color! You have to get this in actual book form not e-book. It's soo much prettier and more enjoyable! You have to read. Even though I wasnt completely satisfied with the ending, all in all, it was a good read.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
This is a great book that i would recomend to my friends
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Loved it! It was very creative and very well written. Highest recommendations if it appeals to you.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
I think that this story does exactly what it is supposed to do-- it provides a sweet and imaginative read for people of all ages. It's very easy to get through, and though it is a young adult novel, it paints a real picture of what teenagers (and adults) feel when they are alone and isolated, and is peppered with little insightful quotes you can come back to again and again. I would recommend it for young readers, but it's a fairy tale that doesn't compromise on intellectual integrity-- making it just as entertaining for adults :)
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RandyTramp More than 1 year ago
Like Toys are to Toy's Story, Lines (of a book) are to Between the Lines. Delilah, a loner, spends time reading a book. Not just any book, a fairy tale. But to Delilah it's real. Prince Oliver is brave, adventurous, loving and he speaks to Delilah. What made this book special is the two authors, Jody and her daughter Samantha. (What a gift, every parent would love to have.) Caught up in the story from page one, I was. The action, suspense, and discovery made it magical. The latter being the best part. We learned about the inner thoughts and motives of a 15-year-old girl and a character in a book. A simple story turned into a complex read. The depth traveled in the characters revealed a universe, a realm unknown. I loved the amazing ending. If this would become a movie, it'd rank up there with Toy Story and be watched over and over again.
blamethebooks More than 1 year ago
Between the Lines introduces us to our main character Delilah, a fifteen-year-old high-schooler who discovers a very special fairy tale tucked away in the shelves of her school's library. One day, the heroic prince in the fairy tale, Oliver, starts talking to Delilah. That's right, she can hear him talking, and he tells her his biggest desire – to leave the book. Written by Jodi Picoult and her daughter Samantha van Leer, this story asks a very interesting question – what happens to the characters in our favorite books when the pages are closed? I LOVED this idea. We all wish that our favorite characters could come to life, and this book takes that idea and runs with it. While it is technically advertised as a YA read, it really felt a little bit younger and more juvenile to me. I don't mean that in a bad way; I still really enjoyed this read, but it is very fluffy and cute and pretty much like reading a Disney princess movie. So if you want a fantastical fairy tale that will make you feel all warm and fuzzy, pick this up and give it a try. The one thing that concerns me about Between the Lines and it's companion novel, Off the Page (just recently released May 19, 2015) is the presence (or lack thereof) of the side characters. The side characters that existed in Oliver's fairy tale world were really what made this story for me. Sure, Oliver's quest to escape into the real world was entertaining, but what really got me were his fairy tale friends – from an orthodontist pirate to a horse concerned with his waistline, from a dragon with braces to feminist mermaids. They were what made this story so special for me. I loved getting to see what they were up to when the Reader closed the book and they didn't have to play their fairy tale roles anymore. Unfortunately, the entire existence of Off the Page is pretty much a spoiler for Between the Lines. Off the Page tells the story of Oliver's adventures in the real world, and I am worried that once he leaves the pages of his book behind, we won't see his fairy tale friends in the next installment. The twist at the end of Between the Lines was very interesting, and left me with some questions that I am hoping are addressed in Off the Page. I will definitely be picking up the next book to see what happens to our characters, but I will be very disappointed if Off the Page just focuses on Delilah and Oliver. All in all, I thought Between the Lines was pretty awesome. Definitely a very light and fluffy read, but by the end I was really rooting for Oliver and all of his friends. Totally worth picking up if you enjoy fairy tales or just fun, quick, light-hearted reads.