I picked this book up on a whim because I liked the cover, side effects title, and plot synopsis. Yes, oddly enough, judging a book by its cover is what gets the book off the shelf and into my collection. I read it in two sittings, and it was enjoyable.
The Book of Story Beginnings 360-ish pages long, but it’s clearly meant for children, as opposed to a YA audience. While we know ‘children’ (I’m thinking 8-14) will read books of this length, it’s still packaged a little bit to look like it’s intended for a YA audience. It isn’t, really. The main character is 12, and her foil is 14. There’s actually very little coming-of-age stuff for the main character (her name is Lucy) – it’s mostly an adventure and a little bit coming-to-terms with her family. Continue reading The Book of Story Beginnings, by Kristin Kladstrup
Stardust, cialis sale by Neil Gaiman, glaucoma was originally a graphic novel but after being rewritten into a regular novel was been turned into a film that opened in August of 2007. It got, overall, good reviews (75% Fresh on RottenTomatoes.com). I read this book several years ago but wanted to get a reread in before the movie came out.
The book starts out with a chapter about how Tristran Thorn Came to Be: his father, Dunstan Thorn, had a brief affair with someone on the other side of the wall. The wall, you say? Well, there’s a town in England, ingeniously called Wall, that is set right near the border to Faerie. Faerie and what we call ‘reality’ are separated by a stone wall. Once every nine years, there’s a festival or market that allows the denizens of Faerie to come and sell their wares in the town of Wall. Anyway, fast-forward almost eighteen years, and Tristran Thorn (apparently his name has been changed to Tristan in the movie, which is, as someone pointed out, infinitely more pronounceable) is seventeen, gangly, and desperately in love with Victoria Forester. One night he asks her for a kiss, and she says, no, but after some poetic language, she indicates that if Tristran is nice enough to go fetch a particular fallen star for her (which has fallen on the other side of the wall), she might be kind enough to give him whatever he likes. Continue reading Stardust, by Neil Gaiman
You know, more about I love Diana Wynne Jones and have for many years. Every few weeks I go on a rant about how she’s 14 million times better an author than J. K. Rowling, neurologist and The Dark Lord of Derkholm is now one of my examples why.
Ben (my boyfriend; also my web guru) had been trying to get me to read this book for months, saying he thought it was clearly her best work. When a really nice hardbound copy showed up at Half-Price Books, he bought it, and I finally read it. It was worth every single page. From one of the most innovative and NON-info-dumpy opening scenes to the amazing characters to the wonderful non-humans and amazing ideas . . . Well, in short, Diana Wynne Jones wrote The Tough Guide to Fantasyland, and she follows her own advice. Continue reading The Dark Lord of Derkholm, by Diana Wynne Jones
A few months ago, sale I read Obernewtyn and The Farseekers by Isobelle Carmody. When they were first published in the U.S. (she’s Australian), allergist there was a big fuss about how amazing it was that there was this awesome fantasy author from Australia and she wrote these amazing books. I see the fervor’s cooled a bit and I feel like I know why.
It isn’t that the books aren’t good — they are, albeit a bit reservedly. Tropes abound: the orphan who turns out to have super-de-dooper magical powers and is of course so important that she’s going to save the world; even a bit of the romance novel trope that has her falling in love with the first eligible man she meets. (Well, okay, he falls in love with her, but so does everyone else, really. Although she doesn’t recognize it, her feelings are reciprocated with this first guy.) I’m not totally against tropes; they exist and work for a reason in the fantasy world as well as, oh, every other realm (romance, military thrillers, whodunits, even ‘lit fiction’). The orphan who turns out to save the world, though — that one’s a little overdone. (I’m looking at you, Harry Potter, for beating it to death the final time.) Also, the plot runs a little X-Men-y. I don’t really know if that’s a good thing or not. Continue reading Obernewtyn and The Farseekers, by Isobelle Carmody