Cryptid Hunters

The first juvie book!  Yaaaaaay!

I picked this up because I've been eyeing its sequel, Tentacles, for some time now, and because it was in a small display we have set up of "books for boys."  I want to be an actual librarian, and am thinking about being a children's librarian, and boys are children, right?  Right?

Okay, mild justification aside, the bottom line is that I picked it up because I wanted to.  So there.

The starring roles of Cryptid Hunters, by Roland Smith, are 13-year-old twins Grace and Marty O'Hara, and fair warning: some of you nit-picking party poopers will point and scream "Mary Sue!  Gary Stu!  AT LAST WE MEET FOR THE FINAL TIME!"  Their parents (who have disappeared, presumed dead by some) are fabulously wealthy, the children themselves are fabulously smart and clever, they get in trouble--well, Marty does, at least--but not too much trouble, and are wily enough to go up against bad guys and henchmen and the dangers of the wild jungle and survive relatively unscathed.

But honestly, it really was a very enjoyable book.  Yes, it's a bit cliched at parts--but "cliche" does not equal "bad," and it's a kids' book.  When kids read, they don't necessarily pick up on the stuff that adults clearly see as cliches, for the simple fact that they usually don't have the years of reading experience that adults have, and therefore don't pick up on it.  ...that was redundant.

And...I think that's all I have to say about it.