Just finished reading the Golden Compass. The beginning was slow, the middle got interesting, and the end was full of total win. Started working on the Subtle Knife. Wa-hoo.

The Dark Materials trilogy is probably the grittiest, most imaginative and robust children's fantasy literature I have ever read. I was captivated with the sophistcated themes, complex characters and fantastically creative new ideas.

The book dares to have a child protagonist with human frailties. It also dares to put a real sense of danger in the adventure, something most children's literature is afraid to do.

Undoubtedly one of my favorite books ever.

LOVED the first chapter, but sort of lost the feel towards the middle....

I'd heard such great things about it from others who'd already read it that I feared it would not live up to my expectations. On top of that, it turned out to be written entirely as a series of letters & journal entries (which is not one of my favorite forms of fiction). Even the title started to annoy me ~ what the heck does potato peel pie have to do with anything? And what is a potato peel pie anyway? ~ so I put the book aside and continued to read the other four books I had going. Finally, I picked it up one night when I couldn't seem to get comfortable in bed, figuring it would at worst put me to sleep.

Oh! I couldn't put it down! From the first page, it hooked me. Listen to the first paragraph of the first letter:

"Susan Scott is a wonder. We sold over forty copies of the book, which was very pleasant, but much more thrilling from my standpoint was the food. Susan managed to procure ration coupons for icing sugar and real eggs for the meringue. If all her literary luncheons are going to achieve these heights, I won't mind touring about the country. Do you suppose that a lavish bonus could spur her on to butter? Let's try it - you may deduct the money from my royalties."

Three hours later (!), I made myself stop reading and turn out the light, but I picked it up again the next evening as soon as I got home from work and finished it before I went to sleep that night.

The novel is set in post-WWII London and on Guernsey, an island in the English Channel. Surprisingly (to me, anyway), Guernsey, which was part of Great Britain, was occupied by the Nazis during much of WWII, and there was apparently nothing the Allies could do about it. Beneath the easy-breezy writing style of the letter-writers, the main one of whom is a writer Juliet Ashton, the occupation and its effects on the residents and the island come to hideous life. What also comes to life is the way the hardships brought out the best (and sometimes the worst) in the islanders, and, most charming to me, the way books became a way to endure and even to transcend their fears and pain.

There were moments where I cried, moments when I laughed, but mostly I was charmed~ by the people who live on Guernsey, Juliet and her friends from London, and even the deplorable Adelaide Addison and Juliet's suitor, all of whom I feel as if I know and wish I could spend more time with ~ and read the novel as if under an enchantment. Days later, I still find myself smiling at a remembered bit of the novel, or heartsore to think of the pain and suffering so many innocent people went through under the Nazis. It's that kind of novel ~ and that, in my book, is the very best!

After seeing The Lion, The Witch and the Wardrobe at the movies, I was inspired to go back and read all of the Narnia novels. I know I read some of them when I was younger, but couldn't remember much about them.

I'm reading them in publication order, and so far The Voyage of the Dawn Treader has been my favorite one. I was disappointed at first that all of the Pevensie children didn't come back in this book, but then I realized it didn't matter. The story moves along just fine, and the new child, Eustace, is a good balance for Edmund and Lucy.

This was signed by John's Grandparents

Finished 2/8/07

Children's jokes and riddles