Publication Date: October 12th, 2010
Format: Hardcover, 355 pages
RATING: 3 out of 5 Stars
Family secrets. Lost memories. And the arrival of an ancient magical ability that will reveal everything.
Sixteen-year-old Katla LeBlanc has just moved from Los Angeles to Minnesota. As if it weren’t enough that her trendy fashion sense draws stares, Katla soon finds out that she’s a Stork, a member of a mysterious order of women tasked with a very unique duty. But Katla’s biggest challenge may be finding her flock at a new school. Between being ignored by Wade, the arrogant jock she stupidly fooled around with, and constantly arguing with gorgeous farm boy and editor-in-chief Jack, Katla is relieved when her assignment as the school paper’s fashion columnist brings with it some much-needed friendship. But as Homecoming approaches, Katla uncovers a shocking secret about her past — a secret that binds her fate to Jack’s in a way neither could have ever anticipated. With a nod to Hans Christian Andersen and inspired by Norse lore, Wendy Delsol’s debut novel introduces a hip and witty heroine who finds herself tail-feathers deep in small-town life.
I have had this book fermenting in my currently reading shelf – a week? a week and a half? Maybe even two. It’s one of those books that I couldn’t really fault for its inability to whet my reading appetite. During those sporadic moments when I was finally able to give it my undivided attention, I found Stork to be just mildly interesting.
To be honest, I was a little reluctant to read this book because the MC seemed like someone I’d avoid reading. I’m not at all interested in fashion so the synopsis put me off a little bit. To my surprise, Katla turned out to be a refreshing character. She’s quirky and funny with a voice that was genuine to her character. Having just relocated from sunny California to wintry Minnesota, you could say that she’s like a fish out of water; completely out of her elements. I liked how this girl didn’t sound like a complete wuss while she whined about how cold it was. I was also prepared to read someone so vain but was glad to find out that she really wasn’t.
Her romance with Jack – though destined, didn’t feel like it was one of those be-all, end-all type of relationship. It wasn’t as far-fetched, so the eye-rolling took a break the entire time I was reading this book.
Forgive me when I say that the fundamental retelling of the legends in the book bored me – and it wasn’t anyone’s fault but mine. It’s just something that I wasn’t at all interested in. The majority of the book dealt with this retelling so for the most part, I was just forcing myself to read. I’d bought a hardback copy of this book previously then Candlewick had sent me another copy for review. I never liked giving tepid reviews, because to me, it feels like I never really gave the book a chance. I just wish I enjoyed this a bit more than I did.