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Being Sloane Jacobs

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Product description Sloane Emily Jacobs and Sloane Devon Jacobs, from very different worlds but both with problem families, meet in in Montreal where they will stay in the same hotel while attending camp, one for figure skating, the other for ice hockey. Review “Escaping from your own life and fitting perfectly—and hilariously imperfectly—into someone else’s? Who doesn’t fantasize about that? Morrill nails this unforgettable story full of twists and romance.” —Huntley Fitzpatrick, author of My Life Next Door " Being Sloane Jacobs was super cute, super hilarious and a totally fun read." -- HelloGiggles "Charming and feisty characters (and crush-worthy guys!) make this a guaranteed-to-leave-you-smiling read." -- Justine Magazine "The two strong teens carry the text, providing an enjoyable, on-ice adventure. A thoughtful reminder that it is difficult to walk a mile in someone else’s shoes—or in this case, skates." -- Kirkus Reviews "Rather than skating on the surface of a time-honored plot twist, Morrill portrays each Sloane with the grit to cross-train in a new skating sport, the perseverance to withstand the competitors’ bullying and hijinks, the honesty to be true to new friends or at least struggle in the challenge, and the grace to respect each other’s futures...A sweet and satisfying resolution." -- Booklist "Morrill ( Meant To Be) delivers a twist on the identity-swap that's both cozily familiar and fresh...A relatable coming-of-age story." -- Publishers Weekly "Woven through the story are threads about family, friendship, identity, and romance...This coming-of-age novel sports good character development, especially in the talented doppelgängers." -- School Library Journal "This is a feel-good story with flashes of honesty: the two girls learn to respect each other (and each other’s sport) without become besties, find themselves capable of surviving in unfamiliar territory without discovering latent genius, and ultimately make tentative peace with their families while knowing the road to healing will be long...This book will suit romantics who hadn’t thought to wonder what would happen if The Parent Trap met The Cutting Edge." -- Bulletin of the Center for Children's Books " Parent Trap meets  The Town Mouse and the Country Mouse . . . For adolescent girls who like contemporary, light romance and for fans of Sarah Dessen." -- VOYA "Morrill writes with perfect balance in dual first person narratives, switching back and forth between each character’s disguises. . . . The fun and fresh style of writing will capture teen reader’s attention as the debutantes and the cast of supporting characters learns to cope, adapt, compete, and trust in each other." -- Children's Literature About the Author Lauren Morrill is the author of MEANT TO BE, BEING SLOANE JACOBS, THE TROUBLE WITH DESTINY, MY UNSCRIPTED LIFE, and BETTER THAN THE BEST PLAN. She grew up in Maryville, Tennessee, where she was a short-term Girl Scout, a (not-so) proud member of the marching band, and a troublemaking editor for the school newspaper. She lives in Macon, Georgia, with her family. Excerpt. © Reprinted by permission. All rights reserved. Chapter 1 Sloane Emily The music in my head swells to a crescendo, the timpani rolling like a summer thunderstorm. I push hard into the ice and turn, the wind whipping pieces of hair into my face. I position my arms for an arabesque. I look over my shoulder. I bend low at the knee, suck in a deep breath, and leap, spin, spin . . . And land hard and fast to a cymbal crash only I can hear. “Damn,” I mutter. I wanted a triple, but once again, I missed. I wussed out at the last second and doubled it, a move that is quickly becoming my signature. And the landing was total crap. I can practically hear my mom’s voice in my head, bemoaning yet another failed jump. I stand up straight and skate a wide circle around the center of the ice with my hands on my hips, shaking first my right foot, then my left, my st