Cass McKenna much prefers the company of ghosts over "breathers." Ghosts are uncomplicated and dependable, and they know the dirt on everybody... and Cass loves dirt. She's on a mission to expose the lies and backstabbing between her fellow students.
But when the vice president of the student council discovers her secret, Cass's whole scheme hangs in the balance. Tim wants her to help him contact his recently deceased mother, and Cass reluctantly agrees.
As Cass becomes increasingly entwined in Tim's life, she's surprised to realize he's not so bad-and he needs help more desperately than anyone else suspects. Maybe it's time to give the living another chance...
|Publisher:||Crewe Morris Creative Inc|
|Product dimensions:||5.25(w) x 8.00(h) x 0.55(d)|
|Age Range:||13 - 17 Years|
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MEGAN CREWE lives in Toronto, Canada, where she tutors children and teens with special needs. She has yet to make friends with a ghost, though she welcomes the opportunity. Give Up the Ghost is her first novel.
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Give Up The Ghost
By Megan Crewe
Henry Holt and CompanyCopyright © 2009 Megan Crewe
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You would think it'd be easy to get along with a person after she's dead. Not Paige. She took her big sister duties very seriously. It'd been four years since she drowned, and she still got on my case.
"You're not really wearing those to school," she said, perched in the air just above the wrought-iron headboard of my bed, her ankles crossed and tipped to the side. It was the way she used to sit at the dinner table, way back when — pretending to be hooked on Dad's every word while her mind wandered off to choicer topics. Except these days she did it without a chair.
"What's wrong with them?" I asked, zipping up my jeans. She was wearing jeans, too. Of course, her jeans were tight, low-cut capris. Mine were big and baggy. I'd stepped on the hems so many times they were as thready as my violet carpet, but hey, they were comfortable.
Paige wrinkled her pert nose and shook her head. Very few things got her as worked up as my untapped fashion potential. Most of the time she had this faded tissue-paper look, so filmy I could see right through her. Get her interested, though, and she brightened up like a Chinese lantern. Right then, she was beaming from her bleached-blond hair to her strappy sandals.
A few years ago, it would have pissed me off. These days, I was used to it. It was like a game: how bossy could she get, how bratty could I get. Playing at being normal.
"Don't you ever look at yourself, Cassie?" Paige said. "You've got nicer stuff in your closet. It's like you want to be a slob."
"There are more important things than clothes, you know."
"You could at least brush your hair. Please."
I stuck out my lip to blow my bangs away from my eyes, and grinned. "All right, if it's so important to you."
I found my brush in the heap of comic books, dirty dishes, and loose change on top of my dresser and tugged it through the mud-brown mess of my hair. Paige drifted over, her hand grazing my head with a faint tingle. The smell of candied apples and cinnamon wisped from her fingers.
"You could be pretty, Cassie," she murmured. "You've got an okay figure, if you dressed to show it off. ... A little makeup — I bet your eyes could look really green if you did it right — and a new haircut. ..."
Paige groaned. "You want to have friends, don't you? People care about that stuff. You look nice, they're nice to you. You look like a mess, they're laughing about it behind your back."
My smile died. I yanked the brush through a knot, wincing. From what I'd seen, looking nice didn't stop people from making fun of you. I'd dressed pretty decent back in junior high, and it sure as hell hadn't helped me.
But that was ancient history. The kids at Frazer Collegiate weren't laughing at me now. And I had enough dirt on all of them to make sure it stayed that way.
Not that I could tell that to Paige. If she knew what went on at school, she'd be ten times more freaked out than she was about my jeans.
"Do you laugh behind my back?" I asked instead.
Paige gave me her best big-sister look: eyebrows arched and lips pursed. Considering she was the same sweet-sixteen as when she'd died and I'd be seventeen in a few months, it was getting harder to take that look seriously.
"Of course not," she said. "You're my sister. I have to look out for you."
"Gee, thanks. Anyway, no one's making fun of me."
I arched my eyebrows right back at her. "Trust me, they're not."
"Okay, okay." Her lower lip curled into a pout. "I'm just concerned. You should look after yourself. You used to ... I think you used to make yourself up, get dressed up. Didn't you?"
I looked away. Paige hardly ever talked about things that far back. But she was right — if this had been at the beginning of seventh grade, I'd have been trying on half a dozen outfits, dabbing lipstick light enough that Mom wouldn't notice it, getting ready for another day of giggling with my friends and blushing around the boys. A lot had changed since then. A lot that Paige hadn't wanted to see when she was alive, and now would probably never understand.
"I'm surviving just fine like this," I said, pulling my hair into an elastic. "Can we talk about something else? Besides, you should be glad. I could have a billion friends and go out every night, and then you'd be bored out of your mind."
Paige hovered over me as I stuffed last night's homework into my backpack. She didn't say anything, just watched me with her eyes all worried and her forehead crinkled. It was making me feel twisted up inside. Even after four years, it seemed weird sometimes that she paid so much attention to me.
Right before she died, Paige and I had a pretty defective relationship. Mostly it consisted of me trying to stick myself in her way and Paige doing her best to avoid me. She'd turned into a teen princess in high school, and I was a gawky tween who cramped her style. I didn't get why she didn't want me hanging out with her anymore. She didn't get why I couldn't leave her alone.
I guess I was lucky it hadn't stayed that way. Death had left Paige's fashion sense intact, but it screwed majorly with her memory. Here and there, time got stuck. Some things she talked about as if four years ago were yesterday. When Dad turned her old bedroom into a workshop, it took a month before the change worked its way into her head. Until then, she'd come bolting into my room once or twice a day, wailing about how someone had stolen all her stuff. I'd tell her what was up, she'd calm down, and then eight hours later she'd have forgotten and would freak out all over again.
But eventually Paige caught on to the things that stayed different, like the room, and like me getting older, and the now wrote over the then. In her mind, now, we've been best buds forever. And really, despite her nagging, I'd had friends a lot worse than her. At least she said what she was thinking instead of hiding it under smiles and sweet talk. The dead, maybe because they have nothing to lose, are always honest.
I put my hand on the radio. "What station do you want?"
"I don't know." Paige stared out the window gloomily, her glow dimming. "How about the hip-hop one?"
"Sure." I turned the dial and set the volume low enough that Dad wouldn't notice I'd left it on. Paige didn't move. When I looked up, she was so washed out I could see through her to the cracked paint on the window frame.
"I'll be back soon," I reminded her. "Dad should be around. And Mom ..." I realized I didn't know where Mom was. A lump like a cherry pit stuck in my throat. Well, that was the way it went with Mom, these days. But Paige wouldn't really brighten until she came back.
"I know," Paige said, and smiled. "Thank you."
The hall floor creaked. We both went quiet. Then came Dad's trademark knock on the door: one, two, one-two-three.
"Yeah?" I said. Paige started to drift away. Dad and Mom couldn't see or hear her. She still hung out with them sometimes — mostly with Mom, in those brief stints at home between magazine assignments — but it seemed to make her uncomfortable.
Dad eased open the door. "Hello, there," he said, studying me through the oval panes of his glasses. He rubbed the thin spot he was getting on the top of his head with his smudged fingers.
"Started the inking?" I asked. Dad took on a lot of different projects, but his favorite illustrations to do were the plain black ink ones. The last few days, he'd been working on a commissioned study of the Church of Saint Michael, so wrapped up in it he came out only for meals and our usual after-dinner TV time, when we indulged in our shared weakness for old sitcoms.
He nodded. "The mosaic tiles are quite the challenge."
"You'll have to show me as soon as it's done."
"Of course," he said, and then, "You're looking nice."
I ducked my head. "Thanks."
The funny thing was, Dad meant it. I think I could have had a wasp's nest in my hair and he'd still have thought I was lovely. For an artist, he had a strange conception of beauty.
"I thought ... ," he began, and cleared his throat. "I need to go downtown to pick up some supplies. Would you like a ride to school?"
I glanced out the window. It was raining, a slow, steady drizzle. On the other hand, the throat-clearing suggested he was working up to an awkward conversation. I hesitated, and instantly felt like a jerk. Dad was the last person who deserved to be snubbed.
"Sure," I said. "That would be great. When are you leaving?"
"Right now, I was hoping," he said. "But I can wait if it's too early."
"Nah, it's fine. Just let me get my stuff."
I grabbed my pack and hurried down to the front hall. Dad put on his fedora as I laced up my hiking boots. He jingled his keys against his palm with the same tune he used to knock: jing, jing, jing-jing-jing.
"So, your mother will be home for the weekend," he said. "We'll see a bit of her. I think she has another assignment starting Monday."
I shrugged. "Whatever." As if two days of playing happy homemaker could make up for the ten days she was gone. She hardly lived with us anymore.
Dad was silent as we walked out to the car, but it was the loud kind of silence that's full of things about to be said. Rain dripped off my bangs, and the T-shirt started to stick to my skin. I thought about walking. Then I thought about sitting through four classes in clammy clothes. Dad pushed open the passenger-side door from inside, and I got in.
"She misses you, you know," he said as he put his foot to the gas. The old Ford crept out of the driveway. "She wishes she could be home more."
Sure she did. Mom freelanced. She got to decide which assignments she took and which she didn't. After Paige died, she'd started writing more and more for this travel magazine, which just happened to require that she race off every second week. If she wanted to be home more, she couldn't have been doing less to make it happen.
"It's hard for her to work at home, always being in the house," Dad went on when I stayed quiet. "It reminds her. ... She thinks a lot about your sister. It helps her to have some time away."
"No big deal," I said. "I'm used to it. Anyway, you're always here."
The buildings slid past the windows as we rolled toward Frazer. Dad hit the brakes at a red light, and we jerked to a halt. He looked over at me. The sides of his mouth were straining to keep from frowning.
"I'm sorry," he said, as if it was his fault and not hers. "She's already trying to get more local assignments. By the summer I think you'll be seeing her a lot more."
I'd been hearing that story for a couple of years now. Something always came up, some exciting lead she just had to chase, and off she'd go again. That was Mom.
"Sure," I said. Frazer loomed into sight, squatting on the school lawn like a giant quarterback. The rectangular shoulders of the east and west wings hunched behind the helmet-round head of the auditorium above and cafeteria below.
I had my hand on the door before we reached the front walk. The car lurched over a pothole and stopped. I leapt out onto the pavement, dragging my pack behind me.
"Thanks for the ride! Good luck with the inking."
I pushed the door shut before he could answer. He waved at me through the window and drove on.
The morning janitor was out on the lawn, poking at chip bags and pop cans. I hurried past him to the front door and headed up the stairs.
Like always, there were too many breathers in the halls, jostling and snickering and getting kissy-kissy in the corners. They stuck together in clumps, clogging traffic. I couldn't get two steps without some guy's elbow bumping my ribs or some girl's strawberry-kiwi–-shampooed hair in my face. The humidity only made it worse.
Under it all, I caught a whiff of something only I could smell: old- fashioned hair oil. It got stronger as the crowd thinned by the hall's dead end, just past the math office, where my locker was. I smiled.
Over the years, Norris must have spent a lot of time perfecting his slouch. He leaned against the lockers, on the verge of but not quite sinking in. You could almost believe he was a real, live fourteen-year-old, held up by the wall. He raised his translucent hand to me as I squeezed past the last pod of giggling freshmen, then straightened up, lifting a few inches above the floor. He liked to imagine he was taller than me.
"Hey, Cass, how ya doing?" he said in a voice that would have been more suave if it hadn't cracked every few words. He slicked a hand over his black hair and tugged the collar of his army jacket forward. Norris didn't talk dates much, but I'd seen enough old movies to peg him as a seventies dude the moment I'd met him. He preferred the term "rebel."
"I'd be better if I didn't have to be here," I said. I spun the dial on the lock and jerked open the locker door, so it hid the movement of my mouth from the rest of the hall. "You?"
"Same old. But, hey." Norris smirked. "The kids have been busy. Wait'll you hear what I've got today."
It made sense that the dead ended up knowing an awful lot about everyone. They spent most of their time hanging around and watching people — because, really, what else did they have to do? They were invisible and inaudible to everyone living. The things people did only when they thought they were alone, the secrets whispered between friends, all the dirt no one wanted dug up: the dead saw it and heard it. And if they found a breather with open ears, they were more than happy to tell all they knew.
For a long time, I didn't even try to listen. The first few times I'd reacted to ghosts in the halls had gotten me labeled "crazy girl" on top of everything else. Then, one day, it was like something I'd been holding tight inside slipped from my fingers and smashed. Mom had just taken off on an eight-day cruise. I'd walked down the hall to the usual stares and snickers, all too aware of how my locker neighbor mumbled some excuse and hurried off when I said hello to her. The kids who'd followed me to Frazer from junior high had done their job well. Everyone here knew I was the psycho, the boy-stealer, the greedy friend, and whatever other rumors had sprung up since. Not that they'd bothered to find out if any of it was true.
Norris and Bitzy were hanging out in the dead end by my locker. They'd been doing that a lot since they'd figured out a few months ago that I could see them. I ignored them as I grabbed the stuff I needed for that morning's classes, but I couldn't help hearing them.
"It makes me so mad!" Bitzy was saying, stamping her foot. "They pretend like they're still friends to Mary's face, but it's such an act now, and she doesn't even see it. Who does she think told that guy that she likes him so he could make fun of her? Who does she think threw her underwear in the garbage?"
My gut twisted. I shoved the book in my hand into my bag and crouched there, listening.
"How did they get her underwear?" Norris asked, focusing, of course, on the most important aspect of the situation.
"It was during swim class."
"Maybe I should run a little surveillance in the locker room —"
"Oh, gross!" Bitzy snapped. "I don't know why I even talk to you."
"Okay, I get it — it sucks. Do you have a point other than that?"
Bitzy sighed. "I just wish I could say something to her. How come it doesn't work like in the movies? I can't write on mirrors no matter how steamed up they are."
"Just let it go. People are jerks. That's life."
People are jerks. All through junior high: the giggles, the murmurs, the taunts scrawled on my locker, the shoves in the hallway. The phone left ringing in case it was yet another crank call. The textbooks held clutched on my lap so no one could bump them off my desk. Just because my supposed best friend had decided I didn't deserve her friendship or anyone else's, and everyone had gone along with what she said, glad it wasn't them being targeted. That's life.
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Ive only read the saple and I definetly buyinng it!!! I love it!!
THIS BOOK WAS AMAZING! IM NOT THE BOOK WORM TYPE BUT FOR SOME REASON I COULDNT PUT THIS BOOK DOWN....I HOPE MEGAN CREW WRITES A PT 2!! :)
Very fun and well written. Page turning keep me up at night book that is truly young adult! Would highly reccomend!
This is yet another great debut novel. I was really excited to read this and I'm glad I can say I wasn't disappointed. The characters were all realistic and that was refreshing to read about, especially Cass. Sometimes I get tired of reading about good girls, so it's always nice to shake things up. Cass was quite rude to people and for basically the entire book, she tried to alienate herself from those around her (that were living, of course). There were times where I wanted to shake, or slap her because I thought she was being annoying and somewhat of a hypocrite. But once her story unfolded, I understood a little better as to why she acted the way she did. I still don't exactly understand how Cass got her powers. For me, I need more of an explanation than she just woke up with them one day. I did enjoy the funny conversations she had with her ghost friends, who were the ones to give Cass all the dirt on people at her school. Give Up the Ghost was a fun and exciting read. One that I'm sure, many of you would enjoy. I do look forward to reading more of Megan Crewe's work.
This book is really good. Yes, maybe at first i didn't know what to expect, but i was glad that i still read it. Although i do wish there could've been some romance or spark between Cass and Tim. This book has a good writing style, the writer makes a convincing teenager, modern thinking and talking. It was AMAZING.
GIVE UP THE GHOST was a thrilling book. You never got bored or wanted to skip some part of the book,it was GREAT through the whole thing!! I wasn't going to get the book but I got it anyway and I have to say that I'm glad I did!!! I couldn't put the book down!. That's how GREAT the book is and I'm thirteen years old it may not seem like that young but really I have to say I loved it!!!
There are lots of teen paranormal romances out there, but Give up the Ghost, by Megan Crewe, stands a step apart from others that I've read, and a step above many. No vampires. No irredeemable cliques. No infinitely gorgeous males and adoring fans. The characters in Megan Crewe's first novel seem surprisingly normal and familiar, apart from the minor detail that Cass sees dead people. And even that detail becomes absorbingly real as the story goes on. Yes, there are ghosts, and no, there's no deep analysis of why they're there or where they go. But more importantly there are teenagers dealing with the tortures and trials of real life; the unpopular girl who hates everyone; the popular guy who's life is falling apart. There are parents as awkward and well-meaning as only a parent can be, as hurting and as hurt. And there's those first frail steps towards a sweet vulnerability that keeps the world turning as the pages fly. I really enjoyed this book, from start to finish, and I'll be looking out for more from this author.
It's been a long time since Cass trusted anyone living. To outsiders, she's anti-social, but in reality, you just can't see her friends. A month before her sister died Cass had been going through a rough time with her former BFF. Now the only friends Cass counts are those who people can't normally see. Not only does Cass know all the dirt on people, she sometimes uses it to her advantage. However when one boy in the popular crowd approaches her for help, Cass can't help but become involved. His mother died not that long ago and he's looking for a chance to get in touch with her. at first, Cass thinks he's just another spoiled popular jock, but as she spends more time with him, she comes to know the boy under the mask. Cass realizes he has problems of his own and she might be the only one who can save him. But that would mean showing someone living that she actually cares. Can Cass show her true feelings or will she continue to shut out the world? This book was different than what I expected - a more paranormal ghost haunting tale when in reality, it's more about the Cass and Matt than the ghosts. Still, it's a great read with an inviting cover. I really enjoyed the storyline. I could see Cass clearly and why she chose to hide herself away from the world. The question of popular vs being yourself was excellently executed and thoroughly entertaining. I look forward to the next book by Megan Crewe.
I'd be lying if I said I hadn't anticipated this book much-I was dying for it! So when it first landed on my lap, I literally squealed. So naturally, I had a lot to expect from this book. And believe me, I wasn't disappointed. Cass McKenna is a social pariah, made so by the overreaction and revenge taken by her ex-best friend just because Cass got a place in the debate team that she wanted by chance, and got to be around the guy that she liked. Now, this idea may seem inflated at first look, but it wasn't. It was made to be a story that could happen to anyone and everyone. Neither is this book a typical "ghost story". Even the ghosts have well-crafted characters, which serves as a fresh breath of air. Cass' desire for revenge is human and not something that turns her into an abominable character. But we can't help but notice how she also realizes that it wasn't worth it after all. The trust issues that hold Cass back are very neatly justified, not like an essay in itself but gradually as the story progresses. That is exactly why when she hesitates from being a friend to Tim, her defiance does not annoy us-rather it makes us empathize with her. Tim is one heck of an adorable character. The death of his mother along with his realization that his "friends" aren't exactly his true friends makes him miserable at best. He feels utterly lonely at this point, and the emotions that he feels are amazingly communicates with the reader. You can't help but feel like going over and giving him a tight bear hug. I was really glad that Cass came around and offered her friendship and support-and the way their relationship wasn't all mushy and all-over-the-place. The way Cass takes baby steps towards giving people a chance and not be so stereotyping and opinionated made me admire her. None of the characters are too clichéd or exaggerated. She also gradually but awkwardly comes to terms with the fact that she genuinely cares about Tim. Danielle, Cass' ex-best friend, showed hopes of redemption near the ending and the fact that she was worried about Tim shows us that she's not completely disloyal or uncompassionate. Imagery is very well done, as it succeeds in pulling the reader into the book's own world. The best parts of the book were the fresh outlook, the hope of redemption and healing that each and every character showed and the well-drawn reasoning behind the characters' actions. The book certainly had a neat quality about it. What I felt could have been better were: 1.) the character development felt a little stagnant at times-however, all the characters did end up in their proper positions by the end of the book; 2.) The characters could have used a little more depth-especially Cass. I would've loved to know more about her. Same goes with Tim. Everything put together and weighed out against each other, I would recommend this book as a good reader to any reader looking for a spanking new plotline and outlook. The book also has high entertainment value and should keep you occupied throughout the entire read.
I've always wondered what it would be like to be friends with a ghost, and in Megan Crewe's debut novel, Give Up the Ghost, that's exactly what Cass McKenna prefers. Cass prefers to be friends with ghosts instead of "breathers," which is the name given to the living. Ghosts are simple, uncomplicated, dependable, and most of all they see and hear everything.These little facts are what helps Cass become the most feared person in her high school. She knows everyone's dirty little secrets and has made it her mission in life to expose those secrets, or to at least hold them over people to get them to do what she wants. Whether it's being a modern day Robin Hood of sorts and protecting someone from the people that are taking advantage of them, or just getting revenge on the people that have treated her badly, the secrets always come out and Cass is the one to help them along.This is not your typical ghost story. It's fun; light, spunky, and even has a few moments that could possibly break your heart. Within Cass' role as the school's Robin Hood of secrets, for lack of a better description, Cass catches the attention of Tim, the student council vice president and all around popular guy. He discovers her secret, and he doesn't want to expose her secret, he wants her to use it to contact his mother who recently passed away.After Cass reluctantly agrees to help Tim and in this process she becomes more and more involved in Tim's life and comes to find that maybe the living aren't as bad as she thought they were. She also finds that maybe that picture perfect guy she started to help is more messed up and needs her help more than she would have ever thought.I adored the ghosts; they were so funny and quirky, while most of the human character seemed to be more abrasive and uncooperative with the story. I think character development should have been focused on more, I mean aside from Cass, Tim, and Norris (a ghost); I can't really remember anyone else's names. I did love Megan's writing style though, it flowed nicely and Give Up the Ghost was a pretty quick read for that reason.I found the ending to be quite unsatisfying, but it did leave it open where there could possibly be more adventures with Cass and Tim. And I hope that's the case. I would love to see more from the two of them and see where things go.Overall, I thought it was a good story, and totally not scary like most ghost stories. I can't wait to see more from Megan, and I can't wait to see where her writing goes from here. If you're looking for a cute, quick read that's light and fun, then you should totally check out Give Up the Ghost. It fits all those things and more. Plus, like most debut authors this year, it has an amazing cover! It's so cute and totally reflects the story at hand.
Give Up the Ghost by Megan Crewe is a solid story of an outcast turned vigilante bent on revenge. It is filled with a bunch of likeable characters and I found the ghosts more interesting than the living characters but then again so did the protag Cass.Cass was pushed out the popular ranks by her middle school bestie Danielle after a fit of jealousy. And when she starts outing everyone¿s secrets the school begins to wonder about her. They can't figure out how she is getting her info. Maybe she is psychic.When class popular Vice Prez starts spending time with Cass they think she has put a whammy on him. Cass tries to find it in her heart to socialize with what she hilariously calls breathers.I thought this book had a lot of potential. Not that I didn't enjoy it but it was sort of lukewarm all the way through. It wasn't cold but neither did it heat up. I was hoping it would venture into 'freeing' some ghost and helping them 'go into the light' ghost whisperer style but it mainly focused on her inability to connect with the living. Which isn¿t a bad thing it just could have added more layers.Cass was the kind of teen I was sans the angst but a misfit who has a huge chip on her shoulder and socially awkward. I found it easy to be on her side and cheer her own even when she was being rude-ish because heck I was her again sans the ghost.I think this was a solid novel and think it would be enjoyed by everyone. Not too heavy and not too light. Goldilocks style it was just right.
For some reason this novel was not what I expected. Don't take me wrong, I really enjoyed it, but I originally anticipated a fun, upbeat YA novel about girl who sees dead people. This was not the case. Yes, of course, there is a girl who sees dead people, but this is a much more serious novel then I expected.Cass was fantastic - she was funny, and witty, and has a knack for knowing the deep, dark secrets that her classmates try to hide behind their popularity and cool facades - they just don't know she is getting the "down low" from her see-through friends. See Cass was once part of the "cool crowd", until the day she and her BFF had a falling out and she became an outcast. Now her only friends are of the silent and deadly variety - the two ghosts that haunt her school, Norris and Bitsy.But all this changes when Cass is approached by Tim in the need of her "special" talent. And, although Cass is originally put off by the idea of helping Tim (especially since he's part of the in-crowd), she eventually agrees to do what she can to help him. This is their story of how they struggle with their parents, friendships, and death. What I truly enjoyed the most about this story is how realistic Cass¿s tale felt. Despite this being a story that revolves around the supernatural, this is really a book about a teenage girl struggling to find her place in a world that isn't always easy. I enjoyed Ms. Crewe's writing - it was straight-forward, flowed nicely and introduced us to a set of characters that, even with their flaws, were all relateable and likeable. This is a coming-of-age story, it is about fitting in, but more importantly, accepting oneself and letting go of grudges. It is about grief and loss, and moving on. A great book!
There are lots of teen paranormal romances out there, but Give up the Ghost, by Megan Crewe, stands a step apart from others that I¿ve read, and a step above many. No vampires. No irredeemable cliques. No infinitely gorgeous males and adoring fans. The characters in Megan Crewe¿s first novel seem surprisingly normal and familiar, apart from the minor detail that Cass sees dead people. And even that detail becomes absorbingly real as the story goes on.Yes, there are ghosts, and no, there¿s no deep analysis of why they¿re there or where they go. But more importantly there are teenagers dealing with the tortures and trials of real life; the unpopular girl who hates everyone; the popular guy who¿s life is falling apart. There are parents as awkward and well-meaning as only a parent can be, as hurting and as hurt. And there¿s those first frail steps towards a sweet vulnerability that keeps the world turning as the pages fly. I really enjoyed this book, from start to finish, and I¿ll be looking out for more from this author.
This book was reached the expectations that I had only dreamed of. Give Up the Ghost was gripping page turner that left me salivating for more of Megan¿s works. Cass has a slight social problem. It might be because she can see and talk to ghosts and every time someone catches her doing it, she looks like a freak. Or it might be the fact that the ghosts like to gossip giving Cass plenty of justified ammo to take down these villains. But when Tim asks Cass if she can talk to his mother, whom happens to be dead, Cass is a bit weary because for one thing, how does he know that she can see the dead? We follow Cass as she tries to take a hold of her life before the ghosts once again and help Tim grasp the living world. I enjoyed every last detail of Cass¿s life. I love the ghost gossip and how every ghost is a unique individual. They all have their quirks and they all have their lovelier sides. The humor is there as well as the conflict of emotions. Cass is a dynamic character with a cage around her heart to protect her of what happened in middle but she softens up and helps Tim who cannot let go of his mother. Both characters are equally strong as is the plot. There is a sprinkling of twists within the plotline. The background information lacked in some areas however. I would have liked to read more of how Cass came to her powers, Paige¿s reluctance to let go, Cass¿s mother and father, and perhaps more of Tim¿s family as well. Overall: It was still a stunning debut!
Give up the ghost was different than I expected it to be-I thought that the majority of it would be about how she got her ability and a lot on the ghost she sees, but most of it has to deal around Tim and his lose. I really loved the combination of realistic events and paranormal things in this book. For most of the book I was dry eyed, but part at the end had me crying so much I couldn't see the page. I really enjoyed this book and the life-like personalities of the characters. The only thing that I wanted to learn more about was the death of her sister, Norris and Bitzy.I really like the ghosts in this book but I'd have liked to hear a little more about them. I also don't think that the issue with Matti and Paul was solved at the end. I liked the ending because it was simple and could you could sort of decide how u wanted it to end, but it could have used a little more in my opinion. Over all, i thought this book was a good read and I recommend it to ghost lovers or really anybody.
I¿d be lying if I said I hadn¿t anticipated this book much¿I was dying for it! So when it first landed on my lap, I literally squealed. So naturally, I had a lot to expect from this book. And believe me, I wasn¿t disappointed.Cass McKenna is a social pariah, made so by the overreaction and revenge taken by her ex-best friend just because Cass got a place in the debate team that she wanted by chance, and got to be around the guy that she liked. Now, this idea may seem inflated at first look, but it wasn¿t. It was made to be a story that could happen to anyone and everyone. Neither is this book a typical ¿ghost story¿. Even the ghosts have well-crafted characters, which serves as a fresh breath of air. Cass¿ desire for revenge is human and not something that turns her into an abominable character. But we can¿t help but notice how she also realizes that it wasn¿t worth it after all. The trust issues that hold Cass back are very neatly justified, not like an essay in itself but gradually as the story progresses. That is exactly why when she hesitates from being a friend to Tim, her defiance does not annoy us¿rather it makes us empathize with her. Tim is one heck of an adorable character. The death of his mother along with his realization that his ¿friends¿ aren¿t exactly his true friends makes him miserable at best. He feels utterly lonely at this point, and the emotions that he feels are amazingly communicates with the reader. You can¿t help but feel like going over and giving him a tight bear hug. I was really glad that Cass came around and offered her friendship and support¿and the way their relationship wasn¿t all mushy and all-over-the-place. The way Cass takes baby steps towards giving people a chance and not be so stereotyping and opinionated made me admire her. None of the characters are too clichéd or exaggerated. She also gradually but awkwardly comes to terms with the fact that she genuinely cares about Tim. Danielle, Cass¿ ex-best friend, showed hopes of redemption near the ending and the fact that she was worried about Tim shows us that she¿s not completely disloyal or uncompassionate. Imagery is very well done, as it succeeds in pulling the reader into the book¿s own world.The best parts of the book were the fresh outlook, the hope of redemption and healing that each and every character showed and the well-drawn reasoning behind the characters¿ actions. The book certainly had a neat quality about it. What I felt could have been better were: 1.) the character development felt a little stagnant at times¿however, all the characters did end up in their proper positions by the end of the book; 2.) The characters could have used a little more depth¿especially Cass. I would¿ve loved to know more about her. Same goes with Tim.Everything put together and weighed out against each other, I would recommend this book as a good reader to any reader looking for a spanking new plotline and outlook. The book also has high entertainment value and should keep you occupied throughout the entire read.
GIVE UP THE GHOST by Megan Crewe was a slightly different book than the one I was expecting. I thought the story would be fairly juvenile, but the premise still looked very interesting. I¿m happy to say, however, that GIVE UP THE GHOST was really a great read. The story was complex and engaging with enough material to keep the reader entertained the whole way through. I would recommend this book to both young adults and adults alike.GIVE UP THE GHOST is the story of Cass, a seventeen year old girl with more than her grades to worry about. Being in high school, we already know that life is going to be tough for our heroine. Combine that with the fact that she¿s constantly receiving fashion advice from her dead sister and digging up the dirt on everyone at school, and you¿ve got one busy young woman!We journey through the story with Cass as she uses her abilities to talk with the dead to save the more unfortunate souls at the school. Everyone has secrets they¿d rather keep hidden, but if they¿re going to discuss them or do them in the open where any dead guy could see, well, they¿re just asking for trouble. With a little romantic twist in the book and a full plot, Crewe gives us quite a bit to chew on and think about.One of my favorite aspects of GIVE UP THE GHOST is Cass herself. In order for me to really fall in love with a book, I need to see some good character development. A story can be phenomenal, but if it has dead characters (no pun intended) then the story just kind of withers and fades away for me. Crewe did an excellent job, however, of breathing life into Cass and the other characters. I actually bookmarked the page where I knew that GIVE UP THE GHOST was going to be fantastic ¿ page 28. That early into the book and I knew that this was a great story. I attribute this largely to the way Crewe rounded Cass out. We get to learn about her wants and dreams, her background, her future, and everything that makes her up. The characters in Crewe¿s book aren¿t just machines to keep the story going; instead they are vessels of knowledge and emotion. Like I said - fantastic character development.I think the other part that really sold GIVE UP THE GHOST for me was the story itself. As I mentioned, I was expecting something a little younger out of this book, but I was pleasantly surprised to find that the story, while still catering to young adults, was full of enough depth to satisfy a reader of any age. GIVE UP THE GHOST held a darker picture than one would originally think. I figured that Cass¿s ghosts would run around doing silly pranks and generally causing a fun bit of chaos, but instead the ghosts help us look into the true side of people. The theme of truth seems to reign in GIVE UP THE GHOST and sometimes that truth isn¿t pretty.Overall I would have to give GIVE UP THE GHOST high marks. This was a wonderful story and one that made me an instant fan of Crewe¿s. I¿m excited to keep my eye out for this wonderful author and see what else she has hidden up her sleeve.
So lately i think i've been reading a lot of books involving ghost. I actually enjoyed Give Up the Ghost a lot more than I thought I would. Love the cover too :PI liked Give up Ghost because it isn't your normal ghost story, it wasn't scary, the ghost weren't all like BOO!! I loved the characters.Cass, she is so brave and does this whole i'm cleaning out your closet thing.I mean she knows every bodies secrets( like cheating on BF & GF's,things you hope nobody would find out) t...more So lately i think i've been reading a lot of books involving ghost. I actually enjoyed Give Up the Ghost a lot more than I thought I would. Love the cover too :PI liked Give up Ghost because it isn't your normal ghost story, it wasn't scary, the ghost weren't all like BOO!! I loved the characters.Cass, she is so brave and does this whole i'm cleaning out your closet thing.I mean she knows every bodies secrets( like cheating on BF & GF's,things you hope nobody would find out) thanks to her friendly ghost.In High school she literally lives in freakdom. The students stare and her, make fun of her, she is exiled for her peers due to her "BFF's" jealously drama from 7th grade, i mean come dude, 7th grade? The ghosts were funny, i loved their ghost gossip(secret telling hehe)As for Tim, he is so cute and adorable even though his depressed, I don't know how i could move on if i lost my mom.There's many twists within the plot.The story is real and contemporary and drew me in from the first sentence. It deals with so many relateable teen and human issues in a unique way.It wasn't the Happily Ever After i wanted but I can see more stories with Cass and Tim in the future and more of her sister Paige.Megan did an awesome job writing Give Up the Ghost.LOVE LOVE LOVED IT!! :D
I adored this book, to put it mildly. It pulled me in right from the beginning and refused to let me go!The entire book was wonderfully written and imagined. Cass was a girl that I found extremely easy to relate to - especially her sarcasm. I loved that the author showed Cass' tough side as well as her softer, more vulnerable side that she usually keeps hidden from her peers. I often find that authors add unneeded details to the plot - just to make it more interesting, but Megan Crewe not only had reason for every detail, everything was wrapped up at the end. I was left completely satisfied when I finished this book - which never happens! Cass' bullying, her family life, her new relationship with Tim - all wrapped up perfectly.I really enjoyed the ghosts of the story. Paige was a wonderful older sister, even in death, even if she didn't know she was - or was in ways that she didn't even mean to be. Another favorite was Norris... I had fun trying to imagine him while he was living - he was such a colorful character. I have to mention that I love this book's dust jacket! On the cover you can see a ghost whispering in Cass' ear and Norris leaning against the lockers on the back cover. I think it fits the novel perfectly!There is even a dash of romance, but it borders on being only a friendship. Even though I ususally like books with a romantic plot line, and this book's is minimal, I still was kept interested throughout the novel. Read this book! I was fortunate enough to win a copy, but if I hadn't I definitely would have bought this book! It is remarkable that this is Megan's Crewe's debut novel - it is AMAZING!
I found this story surprising. Cass has pretty much given up on the living, preferring to spend her days getting all the latest gossip from her circle of ghosts rather than trying to make friends in high school. Not that the living would give her much of a chance if she tried. So when one member of the popular clique, Tim -- student council VP and all around fangirl favorite -- decides he needs her help, she's skeptical. But the possibility of digging up enough dirt for the ultimate revenge pulls her in. Except he's not quite who she thought he was, and she has to decide if she should keep helping the living or bury herself deeper in her ghosts. I kind of expected more of a love connection, but it's actually not that much of a romance, which is kind of perfect, given all the ghosts in the story (figuratively speaking). This story really pulled me in, and despite the initial questioning about the ending, I found myself satisfied, hopeful, and happy. It's a little Pride & Prejudice, but not in formula. The high school setting is a great backdrop for the drama, and the sometimes questionable goals of the protagonist, but the story is relevant no matter your age. After reading (and loving) A Mortal Song, Megan Crewe is quickly becoming a favorite author for me.
GIVE UP THE GHOST by Megan Crrewe Cass preferred ghosts over the living, especially since she has a dead sister, and only she could see her. The other ghosts give her the low down on others, and being 17 and in high school. Things change when she received a note, saying they knew her secrets. Interesting book that was so much more than about ghost, the emotions of been a teen. Good reading, for all ages. Given ARC for my voluntary review and my honest opinion.
A very interesting and different story about ghosts. Cassie can see ghost and speak to them. Actually he rather speak with ghost that with people; above all people from Frazer her High School. Since her sister's Paige death four years ago she can see them and she used it to get dirty information about everybody at School and used it against them, since everybody give her the cold shoulder. But, out of the blue, one of the popular guys, Tim, ask her for help to speak with her death mother. They both have to face a very difficults situations but end helping each other.
I really wish we could give half stars because I believe this is a 3 1/2 star book. This one takes some time to really get into because the main character holds a lot of anger in her heart. She is a good example of what can happen when you hold a grunge longer than is healthy. Cass had been bullied to the point where she distrusted everyone in her school and used her ability to try and turn the tables on them becoming a bully herself. That was really hard to digest. The thing that kept my interest and hoping for more was Cass's ability to see and speak with ghosts. A couple of her ghost friends act like spectral private investigators and report back regularly. while she tries to keep her conversations with the dead a secret someone witnesses her and hopes for her help. Reluctantly she decides to help and many things change. I was very happy for the changes and worried that one of her ghostly friends would leave as a result. Not yet, but I believe there are more books in this series. If you are young adult book reader who is put off by the trope of the "absentee parent" you may or may not have issues with this story. A few parents are woefully not present; however, they are working through their own grief. Grief changes people; some really do check out on those that still need them. If you yourself are grieving or even depressed, you may want to wait on reading this book. I was going through a period of depression while reading it and found it very hard to climb out of my funk. The ending helped give me a push in the right direction.