Sidekick Showcase, previously known as Sidekick Saturday, is a weekly bookish meme, hosted here by Jaclyn at JC's Book Haven. There are many secondary characters that are as great as the primaries. In some cases, the sidekicks actually steal the show and you like them better than the heroine or hero. Maybe they didn't have enough page time for how great they were. Anyone can play along! I will post my Sidekicks on Saturday, then whichever day during the week that you would like to post yours, you can put your link in on my page. Just do the following:
• Choose a sidekick *or someone other than the hero or heroine* that you would like to put in the spotlight that fits in the week's topic
• Share a picture (if you can) and information about the character
• Give the title and author of a book the character can be found in
• Please don't include too many spoilers when describing why the character is such a great sidekick
• The day of your post, put your link in below and grab the code for your post so you can see the others that post their's throughout the week as well
Sidekick Showcase April - silly, joker, prankster, comedic relief, outrageous, and the like.
For May let's honor thy Mother. We'll choose some awesome moms and also those characters that are mom-like or mentor-like that are females for Mother's Day May :D
My choice is Betsy
A Touched Girl Series by Robyn Jones
|Betsy picture created by Jaclyn Canada|
Snark and sass are my favorite kind of humor and Betsy has it in spades. She is absolutely my favorite side character in this series along with Ella. It's almost like she doesn't have a filter at all and her honesty is very refreshing even while it may be a bit on the sharp side at times. In a way, Anna uses Betsy as a sort of conscience voice along with Sarah and Ella so we get to 'see' her a lot even while she may not have any dialogue for chapters.
"That rude one in there is Betsy. If you call her Elizabeth, you're asking for trouble. She's also your cousin, but you are under no obligation to like her."
"I'm torn. Do I want to see you crash Ell's car as a passenger, or do I want to follow you and catch it all on my phone and YouTube it?" Betsy chose to ride along, mostly for the thrill of experiencing what she deemed "a dance with death." Sara came too, though I worried about her being in the car with me behind the wheel.
I thought Betsy's brain was going to explode with snarky comments, but she shook it off, literally; she stood and wiggled her whole body. "This is me behaving, El."
I peaked out of the kitchen to see Betsy standing next to the ironing board. "You people are like birds." When my only response was to stare, she threw her arms up. "You know, you wake up at the crack of dawn?"
"Superb conversational skills, weird girl. El, how about ironing Anna's PE uniform?" I turned around to see if Ella was midway flipping Betsy off. My grandmother continued her happy domestic glow as she plowed through making breakfast for three girls on their way to school.