Disturbing anti-introvert sentiments in recent books

I just read the new Scaredy Squirrel book--Scaredy Squirrel at the Beach (Melanie Watt, 2008). It has upset me. What has happened to that lovely neurotic introvert Squirrel of Book 1 -- Scaredy Squirrel, who is still there in Book 2 --Scaredy Squirrel Makes a Friend (you can of course be an introvert and still have a friend or two)? What is with the crowd of gnomes at the end????? I can't believe it.


Then there's this book, which I haven't read, but which Susan over at Chicken Spaghetti just did, and liked: A Visitor for Bear, a new picture book written by Bonny Becker and illustrated by Kady MacDonald Denton. She says it "is about a grouchy bear, with a "No Visitors Allowed" sign on his door, and a mouse intent on dropping in. It's one of the best books I've read in eons" and that "In the end, Bear and the mouse become friends, and Bear tears up his off-putting sign." Yoiks, I think. What a pushy mouse! Poor Bear! :)


I am an introvert, and I am not sure I will ever read this book to my children. Will it send them the message that you have to keep open house in order to be a good person? Upon reading it, will the children ask me, in their trusting little child voices, "Mama, why doesn't anyone come over to our house?" And Mama will give them the two truthful reasons why people shouldn't come over to our house uninvited:

Reason 1: "Because we have no floor on which visitors can walk because of your legos and other assorted debris."
Reason 2: "Well, you know that sign of Bear's? Mama feels a bit the same way, especially in Spring, when all she wants to do is work in the garden..."

But I will happily read and reread that nice book about the rabbit who lives all by himself and never says a word to anyone.




Athough A Visitor for Bear actually does look like a lovely book too.

More Exciting News--a new Elinor Lyon Book!

So there's this series of books by this Scottish author, Elinor Lyon, which were published in the mid-20th century, about some children who run around wild in Scotland having adventures, and they are rather good. Many American libraries stocked them, but have since gotten rid of them, and they are pretty hard to find (my own little library, bless it, didn't get rid of anything for years and years, and still has a few, which is how I know they are good. Check your library--maybe they still have some too; if you live in Rhode Island, you are in luck, except that annoyingly no-one has the first few books of the series). Fidra Books, a relatively new Scottish publishing venture, has reprinted the first three of this series, with more to come. Which is nice, but not the exciting part.

The exciting part is that Fidra is going to be publishing The Shores of Darkness, a never before seen book! (It's set in Wales, which is always a plus in my mind. I desperately wanted to be Welsh when I was young).

Here's the Fidra blog entry that tells all.

It's always so comforting to know that there will be books one can ask for as future birthday presents that one will really want.

Sue Barton has been republished!

I just got an email from a friend with the following announcement:

Image Cascade Publishing is proud to announce the release of:

The Sue Barton Series by Helen Dore Boylston! The seven book series includes:

Sue Barton, Student Nurse
Sue Barton, Senior Nurse
Sue Barton, Visiting Nurse
Sue Barton, Rural Nurse
Sue Barton, Superintendent of Nurses
Sue Barton, Neighborhood Nurse
Sue Barton, Staff Nurse

Please join us in welcoming this iconic series back into print! For the past nine years, this series has been at the top of the list of series requested by our customers. We know that Sue Barton fans, Helen Dore Boylston fans, and readers of nostalgic works will revel in reading and re-reading this captivating series with its lively, bantering dialogue; true-to-life characters; and realistic, descriptive scenes of a thriving nurse's life and career. In these fresh new softcover editions, we have recreated the original cover art and text of the series. The cover art for the first five volumes is the rarely seen work of Forrest Orr. The final two volumes boast the lovely, colorful Major Felten covers. Ms. Dore Boylston's heirs have approved these editions with resounding support and enthusiastically applaud the re-release of this popular series.

This is great news! I have them all, but some are ratty paperbacks from my youth that won't stand much more re-reading.

If you haven't read these, they are wonderful. They are funny, with wonderful characterization, and it is amazing how undated they seem (which is actually potentially a problem :) because children like me will accept 1930s medicine, social work in New York, and rural health issues uncritically--I was surprised when I realized, quite late in life, that ether was no longer being used routinely).

Image Cascade Publishing are the same great folks who brought back Beany Malone and others. I hope Sue does well for them! And then perhaps they will reprint Boylston's Carol books, about the theatre, which far fewer people have had a chance to read.

Project Mulberry

Things are calmer now, although Global Warming has kicked in with a vengeance, and the unseasonable warmth means that my gardening has taken on a certain desperation. Generally April is cool and peaceful, but not this April. Already there are many weeds...

But in the meantime, I just had the pleasure of reading two fine books. They are the sort of book that, upon finishing them, I thought, "Darn. Would that I had put these in the pile for Mother Reader's 48 Reading Challenge." For they are both books that absorb the reader, engage without engulfing, with a lightness of narrative voice that leaves the reader refreshed and ready to read more. The first is Project Mulberry, by Linda Sue Park (Clarion, 2005, middle grade, 225 pages), the second will have to wait till tomorrow.

Project Mulberry is told by Julia, whose parents are from Korea. Her best friend is Patrick, whose parents aren't. Patrick has no clue why doing a silkworm farming project for the State Fair might not rock Julia's boat (she wants a nice American project), but she can't come right out and say it. So silkworms it is. Their quest for blue ribbons, and their immediate need for mulberry leaves, leads them to the garden of of a very pleasant old man, Mr. Dixon, and a little subplot-- "Mr. Dixon was black. My mom didn't like black people." And in the meantime Julia is learning Korean embroidery, to add interest to the silkworms by doing something with the silk, she and Patrick are becoming better friends, and she is even starting to loathe her little brother less.

As the quote above shows, Ms. Park doesn't go for subtlety here--her discussions about ethnicity are matter-of-fact, which I think serves well the reality that racism, and thoughts about race that aren't racist, are everyday things that shouldn't be taboo topics. And in an interesting authorial choice that I very much enjoyed, Julia is so matter-of-fact about her identity (as a fictional character) that she talks to the author:

Me [Julia]: Do you want my opinion? I am not happy with the way things are going here. I hate the project idea [...]
Ms. Park: Actually, no--I don't want your opinion. In fact, I have to admit, this is weird for me. I've written other books, and only once has a character ever talked to me. You talk to me all the time, and I'm finding that hard to get used to.

I was surprised by how much I enjoyed these little conversations. They make the book very friendly, and since the author is just as unreal to me, the reader, as the characters are, it didn't force my brain to switch modes of being.

Other things I liked:
--learning about silkworms and Korean embroidery. I do so like thick description of real activities.
--references to other books I like. Mr. Dixon reminds Julia and Patrick of Mr. Titus, from Then There Were Five, by Elizabeth Enright (I love that book).
--and I have to like a book where the characters carefully carry their silkworm poop back to feed the tree that fed them (even though they are motivated by their desire for a Better Project). (The gentle environmentalism of the book also makes it a good one for an Earth Day review, which gives me a pleasant feeling of accomplishment).

just because

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Someday (like maybe tomorrow, now that I've paid the taxes etc) I will have time to write thoughtful, well-constructed things that might be called reviews. In the meantime, I offer this metaphoric representation of my life last week (I am not the T Rex):



from the diverting blog Tatting my Doilies. Apparently there are lots of people out there knitting squid.

Skin Hunger, by Kathleen Duey

Skin Hunger: a Resurrection of Magic, Vol. 1 (2007, Simon & Schuster/Atheneum) is a great book--memorable characters (both male and female), memorable settings, memorable magic, and an interesting look at the power of words(it was shortlisted for the best YA science fiction/fantasy Cybils Award, with reason.

But don't be in any rush to read it (if you haven't already). You will be setting yourself up for disappointment, because

THE SEQUEL DOESN'T COME OUT UNTIL APRIL 2009!
Wah.

There are so many reviews on line I can't link to them all. Here are a few:

Robynettely
Writermorphosis
Wands and Worlds

Doubtful Willow Buds and thoughts on back story

If my husband weren't off on a musical tour of Japan, or if I had the necessary organizational and financial wherewith all to plan for evening childcare, I could head over to the Providence Athenaeum tonight, for a celebration of the 100th birthday of The Wind in the Willows, at which Mary Jane Begin will chat about her new book, Willow Buds, the Tale of Toad and Badger.

Here's the publisher's blurb:

Discover the world before The Wind in the Willows, the beloved classic by Kenneth Grahame--when the childhood adventures of best buds Ratty, Toady, Badger and Mole were just beginning! In this first tale, Archibald Toad the Third is used to having everything he wants to himself. So he's in for an unpleasant surprise when the new nanny brings her gentle son, Badger, to share in all that Toad Hall has to offer. Though Toady and Badger get off to a rocky start, they soon learn that having a true friend is worth a whole lot more than having all the toys in the world.

I haven't read the book, and I haven't even seen it, so I have no opinion as to its merits as an illustrated story. But I am doubtful.

My first doubt: I love The Wind in the Willows, in no small measure because of Ernest Shepard's illustrations. Ms. Begin, whose version of the Wind in the Willows came out in 2002, is a very talented artist, but why gild the lily?

My second doubt: Badger and Toad can't be kids together because they aren't the same age. Surely Badger is much older! And now I shall have to comb the book for textual support for my position....And Mole met everyone for the first time as a grown up, not as a child, which the blurb implies.

My third doubt (this one is weaker): Personality-wise, Badger and Toad are so different that it is hard to imagine them as childhood friends. But that's debatable, and possibly the book manages to make this convincing.

My fourth doubt: Badger's mother has supposedly been hired by Toad's family as a nanny. But Badger's family has its very large and comfortable ancestral set in the woods, and Badger seems prosperous and self-sufficient. I don't see why Mrs. Badger would have to go out to work.

My fifth, not really a doubt, but a feeling of unease: Badger has a mother ??!! I can only remember two female characters in W. in W. -- the jailer's daughter and the washerwoman. It is hard to imagine Badger in particular having much to do with a female character...

And finally, not a doubt at all but a strong feeling of unease: if a story is strong enough to be a good story, it does not need to be built on the scaffolding of a beloved childhood classic. I don't like, in general, spin-offs from the books I love, and I don't much care for fan fiction. And anyway, I have never felt that the back story of W. in W. was an aching gap. Maybe others have. But I prefer to have things get all misty around the edges of the known text, allowing every reader to imagine their own way (if they want to) from where the author left off (at least, when it's a book from my childhood that I love).

And now I am trying to thing of examples where other people coming in and writing back story was a good thing that resulted in books I like. With the possible exception of some sci. fi., I am not coming up with anything...

I am, however, coming up with good ideas for other books--I think someone has done the picture books of Black Beauty's childhood, but for older readers, how about the graphic novel about what really happened to Ginger after she and Black Beauty were parted...or perhaps picture books from the perspective of Heidi's goats (one could tie this in to a discussion of global warming and the vanishing alpine glaciers).

Elfrida Vipont

I just (30 minutes ago) had a very nice find at a library booksale--a lovely copy of The Pavilion, by Elfida Vipont, for fifty cents. Vipont is best know for The Elephant and the Bad Baby (if you've never read it to your small children, do):

but she also wrote excellent family/school stories, published in the late 1940s/1950s. The Lark in the Morn and Lark on the Wing tell the story of Kit Haverard, a motherless Quaker girl determined to become a singer (Lark in the Morn is mainly about young Kit at boarding school; Lark on the Wing is about Kit's training as a singer, and growing up, and a little romance).

These were in most US library systems until fairly recently (they were published in American editions in 1970--)--if your library still has them, check them out now! They are great (I am not the only who thinks so. Lark on the Wing won the Carnegie Medal). Because they were reprinted both in England and here, and were in many libraries, it's possible to find copies at reasonable prices.

There are three other books about Kit's family--The Pavilion, Spring of the Year, and Flowering Spring. The first is about the efforts of various Haverard cousins to save a old building that's part of their family's history, the other two are about Kit's niece, who hopes to be an actress (these two books are set in the most lovely English village imaginable). I just checked to see what The Pavilion is going for (to see if I can quit my day job; I can't). There are still some affordable copies. However, Flowering Spring and Spring of the Year are very rare, so if you see one in any condition selling cheaply, grab it.

Vipont also wrote about another family, in The Family at Dowbiggins and More About Dowbiggins (aka A Win for Henry Connors). These have almost a Noel Streatfeildian feel to them, but also quite a bit of gardening, which I like. They are also hardish to fine for reasonable prices. She wrote a few other fictional books, but they are disappointing, so I shall say no more.

It can be rather frustrating collecting English books here in the states--I hear many stories from friends in England and South Africa of the masses of wonderful books they find at car book sales and charity shops. So when I find a book like I did today, it is a very nice thing indeed. We go to England quite often, as my husband's family is there, but somehow never seem to find the right car book sales. However, my boys are saving up to go to Egypt (only a few thousand more dollars to go); I will be travelling with them as their chaperon, and since I read about the Cairo used book market, I feel much more enthusiastic. There were, I hope, many British ex pats who had large collections of girls' books which are now for sale and that no one else is buying.


I would also very much like to go to the British Virgin Islands, and other, more obscure, Outposts of Empire. A girl can dream...

Emperor Qin's Terra Cotta Army, by Michael Capek

Emperor Qin's Terra Cotta Army, by Michael Capek (Lerner, 2008, 80pp).
The farmers who lived in the shadow of Emperor Qin's burial mound told stories of ghosts beneath the earth. In 1974, the ghosts were found--the terracotta army of the emperor, thousands of clay warriors and their weapons, entombed over two thousand years before. This book is detailed account of their discovery, and the years of painstaking excavation that yielded fabulous treasures. It is told in the present text, so that the reader has the sense of making discoveries, first with the farmers digging a new well, then with the archaeologists, who are faced with one of the most formidable archaeological challenges ever:

"It seems that a vast room lies beneath the whole field. Terracotta pottery and metallic weapons fill the chamber. Yuan and the other archaeologists are overwhelmed. No one has found anything of this sort in China before. for that matter, no one has found anything like this anyplace else in the world."

Emperor Qin's army is a fascinating topic, thoroughly explored here. I wish there had been more room to place the army more firmly in its cultural and historical context--there are some sidebars, that begin to do this, but the book never strays far from the present. Copious illustrations, a glossary, a list of websites, a bibliography, and more, enhance this book's research value. And it is an excellent exploration of just how tricky archaeology can be, and how much patience can be required--today, when the museum visitor sees the warriors standing in their orderly rows, it is hard to remember that they were found in many, many pieces!

This review is my contribution to Nonfiction Monday over at Picture Book of the Day. I received my copy from the publisher.

The Books of March

Here are the books I read last month, not counting things read out loud to children and re-reading (I read quite a few of Miss Read's Thrush Green books, for instance--I had a cold and needed to cosset myself; these are about as cosseting as one can get).


Wilderness Roddy Doyle (I was a tad dubious about this one--the other book by him I've read, Paddy Clark Ha Ha Ha, was rather traumatic (poor Sinbad). But either I'm a stronger person now, or this one was gentler (the later) Two boys and their mother go off for a wilderness holiday in Finland in winter; back home in Ireland, their older half sister awaits the visit of her own mother, who left her when she was a baby. Nothing terrible happens).

Firegirl, by Tony Abbott (too short--I would have appreciated more of Tom and Jessica's relationship, but I guess part of the point is that even small meetings can have big impacts. Or something.)

Leepike Ridge by N.D. Wilson (one I'm looking forward to putting in my boys' hands in a few years--a great adventure story), and also Wilson's 100 Cupboards (the cupboard concept is great, and I'm looking forward to the sequel).

Good Enough Paula Yoo (loved it; planning on review in it detail)

Surviving the Applewhites (This was a 2003 Newbery Honor book; deservedly so. But I think that when a book starts from the point of view of a girl and you start investing in your relationship with her it's not fair to move almost entirely to the point of view of someone else altogether. But a good book nonetheless, especially for people like me who have a weakness for fictional amateur theatrical productions).

Songs for a Teenage Nomad Kim Culbertson (I'll be reviewing this one in detail d.v.)

Eggs Jerry Spinelli (it was ok, but I think I missed some crucial egg metaphor here. For instance, I noticed no hatching. Possibly some cracking out of shells???).

It's Kind of a Funny Story Ned Vizinni (very good book--quite high in my list of fictional teens in mental institutions, although I will always bear a torch for I Never Promised You a Rose Garden)

Freak the Mighty W. Rodman Philbrick (I cried. What a good good book. I'm not rushing out to get the sequel, Max the Mighty, just yet, in case it's an anticlimax. I don't see how it can not be).

The Alton Gift Marion Zimmer Bradley and Deborah J. Ross (need I say more. I've given up on the Pern books, but some things from my youth still call to me. Hawkmistress was a great favorite when I was 14 or so. I think readers currently devouring Shannon Hale's books would love it).

Long Live the Queen and Friends for Life Ellen Emerson White (I doubt I'll re-read either of these. Especially the first--I'm rather wimpy when it comes to pages and pages of horrible suffering).

The Whillougbys Lois Lowry, 2008 (loved it lots, will be reviewing it)

The Mummy Market Nancy Brelis (found a copy in Rhode Island's library system after reading about it here, at the great blog Collecting Children's Books; enjoyable and I'll buy it if I find it, but my socks stayed on).

Time Out for Happiness by Frank B. Gilbreth Jr (I was very chuffed to find this in a box of book sale donations--I enjoyed Cheaper by the Dozen and Belles on Their Toes very much, and although this book is more a biography of the Gilbreth parents, it was nice to visit the family afresh).

Home from Far Jean Little (she's a good writer, this is a good story about the death of a sibling and the arrival of foster children, but not one of her best books. On the other hand, I was reading it with a bad cold on a bus at 6:30 in the morning, so it had a lot to contend with).

The Compound, by S. A. Bodeen (here's my review)

Eighteen new books, many of which I enjoyed lots and will re-read. Pretty good.

For National Poetry Month

I just saw that someone found me by doing the following google search "poem children are like falling snow." Doing the same google search, I found that no one had written this poem yet, so always being one to think of others, I have done so, and present it in honor (dubious) of National Poetry Month. It is, by the way, tongue in cheek.

Children are like falling snow.

A whisper on the wind brings
small sounds,
Small cold fingers on your face.

Then the next thing you know,
Everything is utterly covered up and walking is difficult.

You clean the children off the paths,
Sweep them from the back stairs,
Watch snow plows push them into place.
Still they keep coming

Three different endings! (pick one, or write your own!):

Until your heart melts.

"Go outside! Mama is trying to read!"

Snowflakes—beautiful, magical, yet deadly.

Reading books about School Girls

Here are the thoughts of Lucy Mangan, a columnist for the Guardian, on why she is not rushing to embrace the remake of the Famous Five. She feels that "the assumptions that underpin these remodelling quests deserve to be unpicked from time to time - the main one being that children want, or should be provided with, only entertainment that reflects their own reality."

As a grown up who really does not want to read any book that reflects my own reality (especially the messy house bit), and who can attribute most of her general knowledge to reading books about places and peoples far away in time and space, I say hear hear. I read to be taken somewhere else, which is one reason I enjoy English school stories so much--the stark contrast between regimented tidy life of that alien creature, the School Girl, and my own life, to which cannot apply the word "controlled," is great. In my favorite stories, the School Girl turns against the regimentation, and bravely makes her own path, allowing me to think, comfortingly, that I would do the same (rather than just get into constant trouble over my untidy sock drawer).

Lucy Mangan is also a fan of school stories, and uses them as one of her own examples, although she highlights a different aspect of their unreality--"Dimsie, the Marlows and the Chalet School heroines articulated the vanishing ideas of moral duty and the honour of the school, and although I never got to demonstrate either - not being able to play lacrosse, never mind with a fractured leg, and the shortage of clifftop rescue opportunities in the Lewisham borough - it was good to know they had once existed, and the knowledge afforded a valuable glimpse into the minds of grandparents and teachers whose thinking had been moulded by such strange notions."

I've read the three series above--all are beautifully escapist, but I would most recommend Antonia Forest's books about the Marlow family. The writing is incredibly sharp.

And then there's the wonderful case of Millie in Diana Wynne Jones' The Lives of Christopher Chant, who uses this same genre to escape from her childhood as a living goddess ...

Progress--blogging, bookcases, and stones

Blogging from work is not a preferred option, and blogging from home has been technically impossible, but now, progress. The home computer is updated, and this is its first test...

I also made a very satisfying progress viz books--I got a check last week for an article that came out in Dig Magazine last October (the first time I've ever been paid for writing :) --if anyone wants to learn more about my real life as an archaeologist, there it is). So I went out and bought a book case, which has given the beloved fantasy books considerably more elbow room. There are open spaces for Chalice (Robin Mckinley), Lavinia (Ursula Le Guin), and new books by Patricia McKillip, Diana Wynne Jones, and Megan Whalen Turner (hope on hope ever).

And I have also made progress (about 20 feet up a steep slope) with the stone of today. I'm building a wall, which entails rolling stones up from the deep woods behind our woods...

Non-fiction Monday -- Two for One gardening books

We started our first lot of seeds inside a few days ago, and have begun busily digging and clearing outside...perhaps this summer we will actually live our dream of canning and pickling (although I am so traumatized by the exploding tomatoes in Then There Were Five by Elizabeth Enright that it might never happen. Even though I have never met anyone in real life who has a. been hit in the eye by a boiling hot tomato b. been cut on the cheek by an exploding glass canning jar). But anyway. Every March I, and many others, have a tendency to read books about gardening to the children. And being one who improves each shining hour, I appreciate books that combine gardening with other useful skills (colors, counting, the alphabet--The Little Seed, by Eric Carle, is therefore disqualified). Here are a few examples, and even though my children have already learned how to count, etc., we still enjoy them:

Jerry Pallotta is a winner as far as alphabet books go, and he has two that are plant related-- The Flower Alphabet Book and The Victory Garden/Vegetable Alphabet (the former seems to be the hard cover, the later the paperback). The flower one is lovely, but the flowers are not in garden context, so it doesn't quite inspire enthusiasm for dirt. However, the vegetable one is an inspiration to all of us who hope for produce.

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Planting a Rainbow, by Lois Ehlert (1988), is an equally great inspiration for those who hope to grow flowers with very young children (2-4 ish), taking lovely plants from the ground to the end result. Not only does it talk about different colors and types of plants, this book comes right out and boldly uses the words "corm" and "rhizome." And why not. Eating the Alphabet is also a lovely book, but the fruits and vegetables it features have, as the title suggests, stopped growing, so it's not about gardening.

Counting in the Crazy Garden, by Margarette Burnette, illustrated by Brooke Henson (2008, JenPrint), is a newcomer to the genre of plant and learn books (I just got a review copy from the publisher). Arnold Bear loves playing chef in his garden, coming up with delicacies from 1 serving of worm cobbler to 9 sand sandwiches. Not surprisingly, his little brother and his friend Maria have no interest in sharing. At last Maria shows Arnold how to plant a real garden, and good food is had by all. The illustrations are cheerful, but a bit too un-nuanced for my taste; the story encourages kids to enjoy gardens, which is great. I think, though, that the pretend food looks more fun than the garden produce. I myself loved playing kitchen with bits of plants, and have tried with little success to get my children to do likewise--a book that encourages kids to use their imaginations outside, even though that's not the intended point, is a good thing. This is the only book I can think of that combines counting and gardening (as opposed to random things outside, that seem to be counted a lot)--am I missing something? (another review is here, at the Well Read Child, and here's the Chipper Kids website).

Another gardening classic with a bonus didactic component is of course the story of the Little Red Hen (and this lesson is not one my children have fully absorbed--"who will help me clean this house?" I ask, with predictable results). Thinking about it, within the fictional framework is a darn good non-fiction account of the hard work involved in going from seed to bread.

But at the end of the day, it is always nice to simply read one of the best gardening stories for kids ever--"The Garden" from Frog and Toad Together, by Arnold Lobel:

"All the next day Toad sand songs to his seeds.
And all the next day Toad read poems to his seeds.
And all the next day Toad played music for his seeds....."

For more non-fiction, head over to today's roundup of Nonfiction Monday posts here at Picture Book of the Day.

Imanginary Menagerie, a Book of Curious Creatures

Imaginary Menagerie, A Book of Curious Creatures poems by Julie Larios, pictures by Julie Paschkis (Harcourt, 2008).

After I read this book, I went out and bought a powerball ticket. I wanted to be able to buy one of the paintings...as usual, I didn't win. And today, after enjoying this book in our home, we are handing it over to the library, where it should disappear quite quickly into other homes. "No Mama!" cried my 4 year old, "No! Don't take it away!" In short, the paintings of mythical creatures in this book are some of the loveliest I've ever seen. I can't do them justice (Lindisfarne Gospel meets Ukrainian egg decoration? With variations, such as North West coast art? see below), so go look at the book yourself. (Although all the three styles I mentioned do share the commonality of occupying empty space with color and pattern and loving detail, so perhaps I am not so far off).

The downside of having such gorgeous pictures is that the poems end up a bit overshadowed. Ten of the fourteen poems address the reader with direct questions, giving them a certain sameness of voice that I found a bit disappointing. Here's my favorite:

Dragon

The air around me
burns bright as the sun.
I tell wild rivers
which way to run.
I'm arrow tailed,
fish scaled,
a luck bringer.
When I fly,
it's a flame song the world sings.
But you can ride safely
between my wings.

A nice touch to this book is the glossary of imaginary creatures at the end, where those who aren't quite sure what hobgoblins are can find out.

You can read another poem, Thunderbird, here at Kelly Fineman's blog.

And Harcourt has created a classroom kit for National Poetry Month and Young People's Poetry Week (April 14-20) based on this book--here's the link.

The Poetry Friday roundup is being hosted today at the lovely blog of Wild Rose Reader.

Just for kicks, here (not as beautifully laid out as they were supposed to be, grr) are a closeup from the Lindisfarne gospel, some eggs, and a North West coast chest:

Famous Five: On the Case

I had read about the new tv series, featuring a middle-aged Famous Five. But now comes this, from BBC News-Entertainment:

"Enid Blyton's Famous Five are returning to TV screens in a new animated series - with an updated 21st Century look. Famous Five: On the Case features the children of the original ginger beer-loving adventurers - and their dog, Timmy.

But the Famous Five's offspring are now multicultural; their enemies include a DVD bootlegger and they sport modern gadgets like iPods and mobile phones.

The new series launches on 5 May on the Disney Channel."

The characters include "12-year-old Anglo-Indian Jo, short for Jyoti - a Hindu world meaning light - who, like her mother George, is a tomboy and the group's team leader" and Anne's daughter Allie "a 12-year-old Californian "shopaholic" who enjoys going out and getting "glammed up" but is packed off to the British countryside to live with her cousins."

It is hard for me to imagine either of these as likely progeny, but whatever. I won't be watching--for me a large part the charm of the original books is their dated improbability, which is, of course, not going to part of this new adventure (although it might well have a large measure of its own brand of improbability).

Chalice, by Robin Mckinley, coming in Sept.

Over at Robin Mckinley's blog she put up a blurb about her new book, Chalice, coming this September. It looks really really good--magic, beekeeping, romance... I am a sucker for these romancy type fantasies, and she does them so well (when she feels like it). I am even almost tempted to squee in a fan girl kind of way...

Mass Extinction, by Tricia Andryszewski

Mass Extinction: Examining the Current Crisis, by Tricia Andryszewski (2008, Lerner, 111 pp, Grades 6-12).

Mass Extinction begins on an ominous note, describing the lost dogwoods of the Appalachians, and the sad plight of the hemlocks. A bit of a respite is provided in an overview of past great extinction crises--the Big Five. I enjoyed this part; it's safely in the past. But then Andryszewski begins to address her main subject--the extent to which humans are precipitating Big Six. And it looks grim. Chapters on altered and fragmented habitats, purposeful killing, invasive species, climate change, and toxins paint a deeply disturbing picture. The narrative is accompanied by side bars that include historical pictures and writing as well as photographs of living animals, adding depth and context.

This is not a cheerful book. It is beautiful written-- I read parts of it out loud, which I think is one of the best ways of finding flaws in prose, and found none to speak of. The vocabulary is simple, yet effectively used to convey complex information in a non-didactic way. It's well illustrated, and informative as all get out. But despite all this, it is not a pleasant reading experience, and I stopped reading it out loud to my older boy by the third chapter--much too depressing. And there's no comforting conclusion, no "if you turn off the lights when you aren't using them all will be well."

However, because this book is so matter of fact about the harm that has been done to the earth's ecosystems, and the consequences to us, its warning might be much more persuasive than some of the more evangelical environmental books out there.

This isn't one for young readers. Leafing through it with my children, I had to close it quickly when we got to the picture of the seven legged frog. There are things they are still to young to know, but the older readers, for whom this book is intended, should read and learn...and hopefully help.

One sidebar quotes Henry David Thoreau writing on extinction: "I should not like to think that some demigod had come before me and picked out some of the best of the stars. I wish to know an entire heaven and an entire earth." I, likewise, do not want my children to grow up in a rhinoceros-less, or even, heaven forbid, a frogless world.

On a positive note, I read today that the black footed ferrets had a successful breeding year in 2007--397 babies, and very cute they are.

(Disclaimer: I got my copy from the publisher)

I'm the Biggest Thing in the Ocean!

The first wave of books from my recent expenditure of library booksale money arrived yesterday, and included a picture book I've wanted to read for ages-- I’m the Biggest Thing in the Ocean, by Kevin Sherry (Penguin/Dial, May 2007, 32pp).

It was just as good as I had hoped it would be. It is, in fact, the best picture book I’ve read since Scaredy Squirrel. The “biggest thing in the ocean” is a Giant Squid, who smugly says on the jacket flap, “I’m bigger than this book!” Encounters with other sea creatures bolster his conviction that he’s the biggest, until the much, much larger Humpback Whale appears—bye bye squiddy. This is a powerfully illustrated scene (in a bright and playful way), showing the squid’s tentacles dangling horrifically from the whale’s mouth. We were a bit taken aback. Was squiddy gone for good?

Spoiler

No! On the next page, there he was inside the whale, with all the other sea creatures, looking sad and bewildered, but then --- “I’m the biggest thing in the whale!”

And don’t neglect to look at the back of the book -- “I’m bigger than this bar code!” says Squid, gleefully.

In a nutshell, I might have to actually spend my own money on another copy of this book. My 4 year old does not want it to go to on to its new life at the library, and the fact that we are going to keep the complimentary bath clings with which it came does not mollify him. I don’t think that bath clings are really something that should circulate, somehow…

This is Kevin Sherry's first book, but since he signed a three deal book with Dial, there should, d.v., be more to come.

Here's another review, at Pixie Stix Kids Pix

Book Buying

I have just had the pleasure of spending money that wasn't mine, on books I wanted to read. The books in question mostly came to my attention from various blog posts, so in case you wonder if anyone buys the books after you review them, the answer is yes.

My spending money came from my most recent Friends of the Library book sale, which was, as usual, a shattering amount of work. My reward is shopping, with the blessing of our children's librarian (and some specific requests). So here's what I bought, with titles linked, when relevant, to the blog reviews that inspired me (although some of these titles have been floating around on random scraps of paper so long that I have no clue why I though the book was a good idea):

I`m the Biggest Thing in the Ocean Kevin Sherry, 2007
The Neddiad Daniel Pinkwater, 2007
If I Had a Dragon Amanda Ellery, illustrated by Tom Ellery, 2006
Out of the Egg, Moonsilver, The Silver Bracelet, and The Silver Thread Kathleen Duey and Omar Rayyan. I know for a fact that I read about this series on someone's blog, around January, judging from where the piece of paper was stratigraphically, but I can't find it.
Good Enough Paula Yoo, 2008.
The Willougbys Lois Lowry, 2008
Imaginary Menagerie Julie Larios and Julie Paschkis, 2008. And this should have a link to it to, because I read about it on someone's blog, darn it, but can't find anything via technorati, blog search, or jacket flap. Was the little snippet buried deep in a post over at Seven Impossible Things, saying just that the book was coming, all that it took?
Dumped by Popular Demand P.G. Kain, 2007 ok, so the link here isn't actually to the book I bought, but to its sequel. But it made me buy the book. If you want Jen's review of Dumped you can read it here.
Guess What I Found in Dragon Wood Timothy Knapman, 2008
When Fish Got Feet, Sharks Got Teeth, and Bugs Began to Swarm Hannah Bonner, 2007
D Is for Dragon Dance Ying Chang Compestine, illustrated by Yongsheng Xuan 2006. Yeah well, every other library in the state had it on display last month, so we're a bit behind on this one. But as my husband says, "Better late than too late."
Caddy Ever After, Hilary Mckay. I can't believe I hadn't gotten it for the library before now.
Grumpy Bird Jeremey Tankard, 2007. I've wanted this one for ages.
The Way We Work, David MacAuley, 2008. I saw MacAuley talking about the writing process for this book about 2 years ago, during which (if I remember correctly) he shadowed anatomy students dissecting corpses. He passed around a few of his sketchbooks, which we handled reverently...
The Compound, by S.A. Bodeen 2008. I just reviewed the ARC of this book, and I bet it will go off the shelves quite nicely.


and finally,
Vulture View, by April Pulley Sayre, 2007. Everyone needs Vultures.





But I'm not going to order Love and Other Uses for Duct Tape, by Carrie Jones, 2008. I'm going to head down to the book store right now to see if they have it...