There's trouble brewing at StregaSchloss!When Signora Strega-Borgia invites some would-be witches to stay, weird things begin to happen.
Gr 4-7-Young readers will be "dging fain" at the arrival of the third installment of the zany adventures of the Strega-Borgia clan. Young Titus is about to inherit a massive fortune from his mafioso grandfather, and his family won't leave him alone. Between their mother's witchy houseguests-one of whom might well be plotting evil-and a definitely evil uncle's nefarious plans to get the fortune for himself, the Strega-Borgias barely have time to breathe, and the Beasts in residence are once again in rare form. Gliori's excellent turn of phrase and sense of humor will instantly draw readers into the mystical world of StregaSchloss and its inhabitants. Readers will roar as each page turns and new, even more preposterous scenarios arise. The "Gliossary" in the back is also a helpful touch for the wee laddies and lassies new to Scottish slang. Filled with fun phrasing and plenty of scatological bits thrown in for good measure, the story is sure to be popular with fans of the first two outings.-Elaine Baran Black, Gwinnett County Public Library, Lawrenceville, GA Copyright 2003 Reed Business Information. -- PUBLISHERS WEEKLY.
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Knopf Books for Young Readers
December 31, 2002
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Excerpt from Pure Dead Brilliant by Debi Gliori
Kiss of Death
Titus decided that if there were a button to press that would cause his sister to reincarnate as a cockroach, he would push it without a moment's hesitation. He stood outside her bedroom door, seething, as he read the notice taped to the oak paneling:
entry is absolutely forbidden to any of the following:
possessors of smelly pits & dog's breath
one-celled amoebas with memory of goldfish
smug, rich jerks
the terminally plug-ugly
the criminally insane
and especially the vertically challenged over 12 yrs.
Titus, all of the above describe you, so bog off.
Yours Cordially, Pandora Strega-Borgia
"Just because I'm about to inherit all Grandfather Borgia's money and you're broke doesn't mean you have to be so aggressive." Titus's voice bounced off the door and down the landing, but brought no answering response from within. He pressed his mouth up to the keyhole and tried again. "Some people just can't handle other people's good fortune, can they, Pandora?"
Over his head, dangling from the cornice, Pandora's pet tarantula, Tarantella, gave out an exasperated "Tchhhh." Titus looked up and shuddered. There was something about the scuttling nature of spiders that revolted him. This one in particular, with her swollen abdomen, gave him nightmares. Titus loathed the entire spider race with a deep and abiding passion. Their gross hairiness, their appetite for flies, their--
The tarantula grinned widely, as if reading his thoughts. "Like it?" she inquired, puckering up her lipsticked mouth parts into a pout. "It's a new one. Now, what's it called . . . ?" Tarantella rummaged under her abdomen with one hairy leg and produced a minuscule lipstick. "Let me see . . . 'Blood-Lust.' Mmm-hmm. Come on, Titus, I know you find me irresistible, give us a kiss. . . ."