Cover image for For all time
Title:
For all time
Author:
Cooney, Caroline B.
Personal Author:
Publication Information:
New York : Delacorte Press, 2001.
Physical Description:
261 pages ; 22 cm
Summary:
Annie, a teenager in 1999, tries to travel back in time to join her lost love Strat in Egypt in 1899, but instead she ends up in ancient Egypt and in great danger.
General Note:
Sequel to: Prisoner of time.
Language:
English
Reading Level:
720 Lexile.
Program Information:
Accelerated Reader AR UG 5.7 8.0 58056.

Reading Counts RC 6-8 5.8 13 Quiz: 26785 Guided reading level: T.
ISBN:
9780385327732
Format :
Book

Available:*

Library
Call Number
Material Type
Home Location
Status
Item Holds
Searching...
X Young Adult Fiction Central Closed Stacks
Searching...

On Order

Summary

Summary

Annie, a teenager in 1999, tries to travel back in time to join her lost love Strat in Egypt in 1899, but instead she ends up in ancient Egypt and in great danger.


Author Notes

Caroline Cooney was born in 1947 in Geneva, New York. She studied music, art, and English at various colleges, but never graduated. She began writing while in college. Her young adult books include The Face on the Milk Carton, Whatever Happened to Janie?, The Voice on the Radio, What Janie Found, No Such Person, and the Cheerleaders Series. She received an ALA Best Book for Young Adults and an ALA Quick Pick for Young Adults for Driver's Ed and an ALA Quick Pick for Reluctant Young Adult Readers for Twenty Pageants Later. Two of her titles, The Rear View Mirror and The Face on the Milk Cartoon, were made into television movies.

(Bowker Author Biography)


Reviews 3

Booklist Review

Gr. 6-10. The "trilogy" that began with Both Sides of Time (1995), Out of Time (1996), and Prisoner of Time (1998) concludes with this fourth book, which comes with enough background to stand alone. Though this is not one of Cooney's stronger efforts, fans of the previous titles will enjoy her supposedly last visit with Annie and Strat, the star-and time-crossed couple. Twentieth-century teenager Annie Lockwood tries to control Time, and asks to be transported to 1899, where her beloved Strat is photographing the excavation of a pyramid. However, capricious Time transports Annie thousands of years further back, to the moment when the tomb that Strat has discovered is being built. Multiple narrators, settings, and dates contribute to the choppiness of the writing, and the ending may frustrate some readers. Still, Cooney's many fans will be delighted to visit ancient Egypt and Victorian times with spunky Annie and courageous and gallant Strat. --Debbie Carton


Publisher's Weekly Review

The time-travel series that began with Both Sides of Time adds another breathlessly romantic whirl through the centuries. Experienced time-traveler and 20th-century high-schooler Annie ventures into New York City to see an exhibit of Egyptian art in which she hopes to find a photograph of Strat, her lost 19th-century love. With any luck, seeing Strat's image will magically jolt Annie back through time. The jolting works a bit too well: instead of stopping in Strat's era, Annie journeys all the way to ancient Egypt, where she is taken in (? la Moses in the bulrushes) by the pious yet independent-minded Renifer. Meanwhile, back in the 19th century, feisty Camilla Mateusz disguises herself as a young man and goes to work for a private detective. Assigned to hunt down Strat on behalf of his evil father, Camilla ends up in Egypt, at the dig where Strat works as a photographer. Narrated in the author's characteristically breezily, intimate style, a series of swoopy, swoony plot twists links the various characters and time periods. Although the flap copy indicates that this installation will conclude the series, its end (featuring Annie's nascent relationship with Strat's great-grandnephew) certainly doesn't rule out a sequel. Ages 12-up. (Oct.) FYI: The covers of the previous books in the series Both Sides of Time; Out of Time and Prisoner of Time sport a new design that connects all four. (c) Copyright PWxyz, LLC. All rights reserved


School Library Journal Review

Gr 6-10-Annie and Strat are in love. The only problem is that he lives in 1899, while she lives in 2001. After her parents leave on their second honeymoon, she rushes to the Egyptian exhibit at the Metropolitan Museum of Art. It contains photos of an archaeological expedition of which Strat was a part, and she is sure that they will help her to reconnect with him. The plot zigzags as Time takes her back to where he is located in Egypt, only about 4000 years before he will arrive. She is taken in and treated kindly by a wealthy Egyptian girl. Unfortunately, Renifer soon discovers that her father and fianc? are both tomb robbers and will gladly exchange the girls' lives for gold. Strat arrives in time to rescue them after they've been lowered into a tomb as Pharaoh's human sacrifices. He and Annie go back to 1899 to face his evil father. As soon as Strat is safe, Annie is whisked back to the 20th century, with barely enough time to say good-bye. Ancient Egypt comes to life in Cooney's skillful hands, as she seamlessly spins her tale of love and betrayal along the Nile of 2500 B.C., in archaeological digs of A.D. 1899, and at the museum of A.D. 2001. Though the chapters jump back and forth among different characters, each one is fleshed out and woven together through time to form an intriguing story. The moderate start soon picks up speed and doesn't slow down until the ending. This is a fast-paced stand-alone conclusion to the series that began with Both Sides of Time (Laurel-Leaf, 1997).-Kim Harris, Newman Riga Library, Churchville, NY (c) Copyright 2010. Library Journals LLC, a wholly owned subsidiary of Media Source, Inc. No redistribution permitted.


Excerpts

Excerpts

Annie: 1999 When her parents finally got married again and left for their honeymoon, nobody was happier than Annie Lockwood. She now had four days--precisely ninety-six hours--in which she would be unsupervised. Annie had convinced her parents that while they were gone, she would be responsible, trustworthy and dependable. None of this was true. Every single promise to her mother and father she had no intention of keeping. She was alone at last. The wedding guests were gone and her parents en route to Florida. Her brother was on a bus with his team, headed to basketball camp. The house was utterly quiet. Annie stood in the center of her bedroom, unaware of the clutter around her, and gathered her courage. Opening her top desk drawer, Annie removed a small envelope and shook it until a scrap of newspaper fell out. It landed between a mug of pencils and a stack of CDs. Egyptian Art in the Age of the Pyramids September 16, 1999--January 9, 2000 Metropolitan Museum of Art New York, New York Annie despised museums. Whenever there was a class trip to a museum, she tried to be sick and stay home for the day. If this failed, she slouched in the teacher's wake, wishing she could get pushed around in a wheelchair, because nothing was more tiring than standing in front of a painting. But today was different. In a few hours, Annie would be standing in front of a photograph which had merited one brief mention in the newspaper article about the special exhibition. Taken one hundred years ago, this portrait showed every member of the original archaeology expedition. And would the person she cared about most, the person she had known one hundred years ago, be in that photograph? How vividly Annie remembered Strat's moppy hair and broad shoulders, his casual grin and easy slouch. Every time she touched the newsprint, she felt Strat through the ink. Strat was in Egypt, waiting for her. She could feel him. She would cross Time and be with him again. Four days lay ahead of her. Surely Time understood the urgency and would bring her to Strat. Annie unzipped her bridesmaid dress. It was a fashion disaster in emergency room green, which indeed made Annie look as if she needed to be hospitalized. Why had Mom's college roommate agreed to put this dress on her body twenty years ago, when she was maid of honor? Why had this roommate saved the dress, so that Annie would have to wear it in public? But in the end, wearing such a dress was a small sacrifice to celebrate that her mother and father were not getting divorced after all. Dad's hobby for the last few years had been another woman. Annie and her brother hadn't expected their parents to have another anniversary, let alone another wedding. But not only did Mom and Dad seem truly back together, Mom had talked Dad into getting married a second time for their twentieth anniversary. When Mom came down the aisle, as lovely as ever in her original white satin wedding gown, even Annie's cynical brother, Tod, was dabbing at tears. Annie chose to believe that Dad repeated his vows--broken once--with every intention of keeping them this time around. The word time had swirled throughout every conversation of the second wedding day. My parents loved and lost, thought Annie. Today, they swore to love again. I loved and lost. Today, I, too, will have a second chance. She let the ghastly dress fall onto the carpet and stepped out of it. Annie was fond of floors, which were the best storage space. She kicked off her dyed-to-match satin shoes, peeled away her stockings and stood barefoot and happy in front of her closet. She had even bought clothing from an adventure catalog to wear for this museum trip. She put on the long swirling skirt of khaki twill; the full-sleeved silky white blouse; the jacket with bright buttons and many pockets. She tied a scarlet scarf loosely at her throat and pulled on footgear that was half army boot, half sneaker, and fully cool. In the full-length mirror, with her pale complexion and sleek dark hair falling to her waist, she had a dated look, like a young schoolmarm from another time. She drew some deep breaths, preparing herself, trying to still her racing heart and hopes. She had never gone into New York City alone. The kick of the city was going with friends. But if Annie was right about this, she would meet the friend she cared about most in the museum. He would be in the photograph, waiting. She would climb through. Excerpted from For All Time by Caroline B. Cooney All rights reserved by the original copyright owners. Excerpts are provided for display purposes only and may not be reproduced, reprinted or distributed without the written permission of the publisher.