Answer Girl Has a Zillion Questions. And Zero Answers
Kim Peterson, the Just Ask Jamie “answer girl” is about plum out of them. As if losing her mother to cancer wasn’t enough, the hits just keep coming. Now living with Kim and her father, her aunt and cousin bicker nonstop. Dating Matthew is about as unpredictable as can be. Her dad’s out of a job. Her prayers go unanswered. And her best friend Natalie loses her virginity to Benjamin O’Conner, Caitlin’s brother! And—p.s.—now she’s pregnant! When the world turns upside down, and Kim is about to fall apart, can she perhaps fall up? Straight into the arms of the One who loves her through the madness of life?
Friday, June 7
I think I’m having a serious meltdown here. It’s like I’m unable to reason, I can’t think straight, and I can’t get my feelings under control. Even my prayers are pathetic, just hopeless cries for help, with no faith involved. I’m a mess.
How much stress can a girl take? Kim Peterson’s mom has just died. Her visiting relatives bicker constantly. Her dad is lost in a fog of grief. Her boyfriend, Matthew, can’t decide what to do after graduation. And Kim’s best friend Nat just can’t seem to get over being dumped by Ben O’Conner, Caitlin’s younger brother.
More than anything, Kim wishes her mom were here to tell her everything’s going to be okay. But that’s not going to happen. When Kim reaches the breaking point, her dad sends her off to her grandmother’s house in small-town Florida, where she’s able to slow down, feed the gators, and realize that she’s not indispensable...only God is! And instead of falling apart, she can fall up...into His arms.
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Story Behind the Book
“My teenage years remain vivid in my mind. It was a turbulent time full of sharp contrasts—love and hate, pain and pleasure, trust and doubt. Then, just as I reached my peak of questioning, rebelling, and seeking, I found God. And I found Him in a really big way! My life turned completely around and has, thankfully, never turned back. Hopefully this story will touch and change hearts—speaking to teen girls right where they live, reminding readers that God is alive and well and ready to be intimately involved in their lives right now!”
About the Author
Melody Carlson has published more than 90 books for children, teens, and adults—with sales totaling more than 2 million and many titles appearing on the ECPA Bestseller’s List. Several of her books have been finalists for and winners of various writing awards. Her Diary of a Teenage Girl series has received great reviews and a large box of fan mail. Melody has two grown sons and lives in Central Oregon with her husband. They enjoy skiing, hiking, gardening, camping, and biking in the beautiful Cascade Mountains.
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Falling Upa novel
By MELODY CARLSON
Multnomah PublishersCopyright © 2006 by Carlson Management Co., Inc.
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Chapter OneSaturday, May 4
I woke up crying last night. Sobbing so hard that my chest hurt. I thought it was a nightmare, although I couldn't recall anything specific, only this heaviness pressing down on me like a bag of rocks, like my world had come to a horrible end.
I tried to shake it off, the way I used to do as a child after a frightening dream. Or else I'd sneak off to my parents' room, crawling into bed with them, always on my mom's side, snuggling up to her and sometimes even warming my cold feet on her. She never once complained.
And then I remembered ... Mom is gone. Like a slap in the face I remembered that she had died on Saturday night, prom night, and that her funeral service had been just yesterday. Full realization hit me ... my mom is gone, and she isn't coming back. That's when I started crying all over again. Only harder now.
How long would it take for this to really sink in? And how long until that dull ache deep down inside of me goes away? I got out of bed and started to leave my room, but then I remembered that Maya and Aunt Shannon are still here and that Maya was sleeping in the family room, and I might wake her up if I went tiptoeing around. And after hearing the way she so easily rips into hermom, well, I wasn't eager to disturb this girl or to set myself up for an unnecessary imbroglio (my word for the day; it means a big mess).
So I sat at my computer and caught up my diary. Or so I thought. Mostly I've been sitting here, staring at the blank screen and wishing that this ache would go away. I so miss my mom.
"At least you had a good mom," Maya told me yesterday afternoon, after I'd accidentally stumbled upon her sitting in a chaise lounge on the back deck. I went out there to get away from Shannon, who sat like a hypnotized stone in front of the blaring TV, watching some ridiculous soap opera. Maya explained earlier that Shannon's addicted to that show since she actually had a small role on it back in the early eighties.
"Huh?" I said to Maya as I tried to figure out a graceful exit from the backyard. I considered pretending that I came out here to get something, but what?
"Or so it seems," she added with a dramatic roll of her dark brown eyes. Maya is astonishingly beautiful, the kind of girl people actually stop and stare at. I first noticed that after Mom's funeral. At first I thought it was because she was a stranger, but then I realized it was simply her looks. In a way she reminds me of Halle Berry. Only where Halle's expression is sweet and pretty, Maya's is intense and almost hard looking, even a little frightening if she's really mad about something, which is usually the case.
Realizing that there was no polite way to escape my cranky cousin and remembering my resolution to honor my mother by being kind to her relatives, I decided to just bite the bullet. So preparing myself for whatever, I sat down in the lounge chair next to Maya. At least it was quieter out here. I leaned back and sighed. But I still didn't respond to her comment about our moms. I knew better than to engage by now.
"It's true," she continued, as if looking for an argument, which wasn't surprising. "I can hardly believe that your mom and my mom were actually sisters. It's like your mom was some sort of saint, and my mom-" she laughed now, an evil sort of laugh-"is the devil."
"Your mom's not the devil," I said, instantly regretting involving myself in what would surely prove a futile conversation.
"Like you'd even know."
"Maybe not." But now I felt slightly defensive for Shannon. "Still, I'm guessing that this whole thing is pretty upsetting to her. I mean, making the trip out here after all these years, and then she finds out she's too late to see her only sister. Well, she's got to be feeling pretty bummed, don't you think?"
Maya turned around and stared at me, her expression that of an experienced grown-up looking down on a sadly misinformed child. "See, that's just how much you don't get it, Kim. You have absolutely no idea what you're talking about. This is the story of Shannon's life-a day late and a dollar short. It's just the way that woman operates. Ask anyone who knows her, and they'll agree. My mom's got the lousiest timing imaginable. And that's not even her worst problem. Don't get me going."
Well, I had no idea how to respond to that. So I changed the subject. "You know ..." I said, suddenly remembering something. "My mom told me that Shannon had been married to someone famous, but with all that's been going on, I totally forgot to ask who it was."
"Don't bother." "Why?" I persisted, honestly curious as to whether this was even true or not. By now I knew enough about Shannon to realize that her connection to reality is a bit shaky at best.
"Because it's inconsequential."
"Inconsequential to whom?"
"To you or me or anyone."
I considered this. "So, is this inconsequential person your dad?"
She rolled her eyes again, then picked up an old magazine on the table between us. She pretended to be interested as she flipped through its slightly curled pages, but I seriously doubted that my mom's old "Good Housekeeping" magazine was that engaging to someone like her.
Then she abruptly dropped the magazine back down. "Yes, if you really must know, this inconsequential person is my dad." She stared at me with those incredible eyes, her perfectly arched brows pulled together in a fierce frown. "Satisfied now?"
"Not completely. I'm still curious as to whether or not he's famous. Like is he someone I would know?"
She just pressed her lips together, shaking her head as an exasperated sigh escaped. So dramatic. Sometimes I find it hard to believe this girl is only fifteen. Then she let loose with some bad language that, although I'm not fond of it, was starting to sound familiar, especially coming from her. "Oh, if you must know ..."
"Have you ever heard of Nick Stark?"
"You mean the singer Nick Stark?"
"Yeah, the old Nick Stark has-been performer from the swinging seventies, I've-seen-better-days pop singer."
"I know who that is. But he's not exactly a has-been, Maya." I felt slightly embarrassed to hear the excitement in my voice growing, like I was some kind of Nick Stark groupie, which I am not. "I thought Nick Stark was making a comeback. I mean, he did the soundtrack for that hit movie last year-what was it called? The one with Denzel Washington and what's her name?"
"Yeah, yeah," Maya said with a bored expression. "His supposedly big comeback. One movie. Big deal."
"But aren't you proud of him?"
She just shrugged.
Then it occurred to me that since Shannon and Nick were divorced, perhaps Maya wasn't too involved in her dad's life. "Do you see much of him?"
She laughed, but with no sincere humor. "Yeah, right."
"So he's not around much?" I tried to inject some sympathy into my voice.
"Not if Shannon has anything to say about it. Other than sending his monthly check, Nick keeps a pretty low profile in our neighborhood. She makes sure of that."
"They don't get along?"
"Like oil and water, cats and dogs, whatever cliché you can think of. No, they do not get along, Kim. They are a restraining order or prison sentence waiting to happen. My mom actually keeps a gun under her pillow."
"Is she really afraid of him?"
"Afraid?" Maya looked as if she was going to laugh again. "No, she's not afraid. She keeps the gun just hoping that he'll show up some night, and she can pretend like he's a prowler and blow his head off. That's how much she hates him."
"Yes, that must seem very strange and foreign to someone as protected as you." Maya looked thoroughly disgusted now. "You live out here in middle America with your happy little family in your happy little neighborhood just like some freaking family sitcom." She stood up. "So totally unreal!" Then she stormed away.
And I know it was stupid for me to even react. I mean, why should I care about what someone like Maya thinks? Talk about needing a reality check! But her words just got to me. "Happy little family?" We just lost Mom, for Pete's sake!
But instead of saying anything, I just sat out there and stewed. I really wish that Maya and Shannon would go home. I'm tempted to take money out of my own savings to help them change their tickets so they can be out of our hair and our home for good. But then I had to consider ... what would Mom do? What would she want?
So after I cooled off, I reconsidered the news that Nick Stark is like my uncle, or sort of, and found it kind of interesting. But it's not like I can talk about it with Shannon who, according to Maya, hates his guts. And I'm not sure I want to get Maya going on it again, since she pretty much leaps off the deep end without much encouragement. So instead, I did a little investigating of Nick Stark online. And it turned out I was right, he is making a serious comeback in his singing career.
But here's what makes me sort of sad ... Mom would've gotten such a big kick out of this news. It's just the kind of thing she would've called up a good friend and enjoyed a good chat over. I wouldn't even be surprised if my parents have some old Nick Stark vinyl records stashed away someplace. I can just imagine Mom dragging them out and making us all listen to them. But then she's not here to have fun with it. She never even had the chance to find out about her famous "relative."
On second thought, she might not have liked all the family feuding that came with getting to know our "extended" family. And she'd probably feel sad to learn that Shannon is so bitter about her ex and that she and Maya are always at such odds.
Still, I think she would've gotten a kick out of a famous brother-in-law. Even if he is an ex. But maybe she's well aware of all this by now. I mean, wouldn't God let her in on all these sorts of interesting developments up in heaven? Or maybe no one cares about stuff like that up there. Who knows? It's too much for my little brain to think about. Especially at 3:14 AM.
But before I make another attempt to go to sleep, I think I'll write a letter about my relatives to Jamie-the answer girl. See what she has to say.
Dear Jamie, My mom recently died, and her sister and niece are staying with my family for several more days. The problem, besides the fact that I desperately miss my mom, is that these two relatives are making me totally crazy with their constant bickering and fighting and general nastiness. To the point that I'd use my own money to change their return tickets, just to get rid of them. Would this be rude? Unhappy Host Dear Unhappy, I'm sorry for your loss. That must be really hard. And having cantankerous relatives can't make it any easier. But instead of wasting your own money, why don't you make sure you give yourself time and space away from these rude relatives? It's not like you have to take care of them 24-7, right? And don't feel responsible for them or their personal problems. I'm sure that's not what your mother would want you to do. Remember, you can't fix everyone. Just Jamie
Wow, I'm thinking after I finish that, Jamie is right. Okay, I realize that I am Jamie-well, sort of. Sometimes it feels like she's a totally different person, and I get worried that I could possibly develop a personality disorder as a result of taking her too seriously, which I'm determined not to do. However, I do think I'll try to keep her advice in mind for the rest of Shannon and Maya's visit. Besides, it's less than a week. How bad can it get?
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This is a realy great book!! If you are a teenager than you should get it. This book has really help me threw high school!:D
Amazing book! I just couldn't stop reading
Falling Up is a good book for any middle or high school girl. The main character is Kim Peterson. She goes through many struggles in her life. Just the beginning of her problems is that her mom has just died. Kim's best friend is about to make a horrible life changing decision, and is not there to encourage Kim as she is going through a hard time. With her dad still grieving , her mom gone, and her best friend dealing with problems of her own she feels as if she has no one to talk to. With a surprising anxiety attack she is rushed to the hospital. The doctor says that she is under to much stress and needs to go on a vacation and calm down. Her dad sends her to her grand mothers house in Florida which is out in the country. There she learned to calm down and the "real world" would keep going on with out her for a little while. After coming home her best friend made the right choice and found out that she some times has to let go of other peoples problems.
I just started and finished this book today and I LOVED it! The aurthor is AMAZING, I've only read three of her books and she's already one of my favorites.
This book was just as good as the first two Kim books i cant wait for the fourth one to come out in June. Everyone who read the first two needs to read this one. IT IS A MUST!!!!
This was a great book, although it needs a grammar check. I found many spelling mistakes and the story was kind of all over the place. First, Kim was crying, begging for her mom to come back, then she's with her two BFFs, Maya and Shannon, who turn out to be her cousin and aunt. Then, she asks Jamie, The Answer Girl, for advice, and turns out that in the description, Kim is Jamie. I refuse myself from getting another book from this author, but she has amazing description and imagination.
The main character of this book is Kim Peterson. Kim¿s mom just found out that she has cancer, and no one knows how long she has until she will die. Kim and her dad are very afraid that Kim¿s mom will die before Christmas. While all of this is going on, Kim¿s best friend Natalie, is also going through very hard times. Natalie and her boyfriend Ben, are not talking as much and Natalie thinks they are going to break up, so she pressures Ben into doing something that could mess up both of their lives forever. From all of this, Kim starts to feel very stressed, and her dad decides to send her to Florida to visit her grandma. To find out what happens to Natalie, Kim¿s mom, and Kim, you will have to read the book, because I can¿t tell you much more without giving away major details. I thought this book was really good, because of how it shows that there are other people out there struggling in life, and how it shows you that you can get through these struggles if you just listen to God. Also the book could possibly teach others a thing or two about how to deal with the problems they face in life. This book is the third book in the series. Before you read this book you should read book one and two first. I think all teenage girls would love these books, and this series. Melody Carlson is an amazing writer that really relates to things that teenagers go through in the books she writes. These books are the best and I would recommend them to any teenage girl.