Hansel and Gretel

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This is another one of those books I’ve been excited about for ages! I finally bought it this week and I think it’s my favourite in Bethan Woollvin’s wonderful fairy tale series so far.

“The good witch Willow only uses good magic, and NEVER gets angry. But Hansel and Gretel test her patience to its limit…can Willow stop the naughty twins from destroying everything?”

Re-inventions, re-tellings, re-imaginings, re-workings: call them what you will, new versions of old tales are nothing new. There are a plethora of fairy-tale-turned-on-its-head stories out there. Some are great, some are awful, most lie somewhere in between and serve their purpose as texts for primary teachers with objectives to cover (call me cynical).

Bethan Woolvin’s series falls firmly into the first category: humorous, strong takes on well-known stories and characters. Each book provides us with something fresh and inspiring: Little Red gives us a bold heroine (with something of a nod to Roald Dahl’s Red Riding Hood in Revolting Rhymes); Rapunzel gives us a similarly brave and self-reliant damsel whose distress is taken firmly into her own hands (although we can’t help but wonder how she gets back into the tower?) and in Hansel and Gretel we see that no-one, no matter how good, is perfect and everyone’s patience has their limits!

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The success of these retellings is down in no small part to Bethan’s fantastic illustrations. With a striking and distinctive style, her artwork is worth a look all on its own, but as a partner to these modern versions of classic tales it’s a perfect match.

Clear, straightforward text with no beating around the bush, fussy description or unnecessary extras leaves plenty of space for the pictures to do most of the talking. Similarly straightforward with an incredibly limited colour palette; big, bold images and clever use of simple lines and marks to add texture and detail, the illustrations are full of life and the facial expressions (despite their deceptively basic features) speak volumes (personal favourites being Hansel and Gretel’s eyes on meeting the witch; their full, hamster cheeks on feasting in her house and Willow’s reactions to their antics!).

This is a thoroughly enjoyable read – children will love Hansel and Gretel’s shenanigans (and adults will no doubt recognise the witch’s shortening fuse!). And as for the ending – well, I don’t want to spoil it, but it’s dark, delicious and absolutely delightful! Go and get the series now (speaking of which: Rapunzel has just been released in paperback, so you really have no excuse not to!)

 

Map of Salt and Stars

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Even a review quote from the Mail on Sunday couldn’t put me off this one (although the idea of the Mail positively reviewing a book whose main characters are Syrian refugees is still making my head spin). I loved the sound of it from the start and was thrilled to receive a copy to review from Orion, thank you!

 

“The Map of Salt and Stars is the moving and magical story of Nour, a young Syrian girl who must journey as a refugee in search of a new home – a journey that will mirror that of Rawiya, a fabled map-maker’s apprentice, many centuries before. This is a novel about hope, the power of imagination, and what it takes to find your way home.”

We first meet Nour in her New York home, grieving after losing her father to cancer and remembering the stories he used to tell her, in particular the story of apprentice Rawiya and map-maker al-Idrisi and their adventures attempting to map more of the world than ever achieved before.

We soon see Nour moving back to Syria with her two older sisters, Huda and Zahra, and her map-making mother, where they have comfort and support in the form of family friend Abu Sayeed; for her family, this is a return to home, but for Nour, who was born in America, it is an entirely alien country and language. This struggle for identity sets the scene brilliantly for Nour’s personal journey towards adulthood, something which I think is portrayed so well throughout the book in her thoughts, feelings, reactions and encounters.

Not long after returning to Homs, bombing and threats of war see Nour and her family once more on the move: this time as refugees after they are left homeless. And it is here that we start to see Nour and Raiya’s stories really start to intertwine.

As Nour’s journey unfolds, we are told the story of Rawiya’s journey alongside it. I loved the contrast between the two stories – the bleak and unflinching realism of Nour’s life as a refugee and the folklore-heavy tales of Rawiya’s adventures, as well as the many parallels between them – the strong heroines forced to disguise themselves as boys, the long and arduous journeys with many unknown dangers to be faced, the locations they travel through, and of course the central themes of the book: belonging, home, family, identity and courage.

I’d read mixed reviews elsewhere, with many saying they couldn’t see the parallels and found the two narratives disjointed or jarring; personally, I found entirely the opposite. I loved the way the stories mirrored each other, whilst also being very different in tone and style. Alongside the broad parallels between the stories, there were so many moments when smaller, symbolic references between the two popped up which I thought worked so well (in particular the stars and stones) and I thought the way the stories came closer and closer together towards their endings was very effective. It worked brilliantly for me.

The author notes at the end of the book show just how much research went into writing this, and it shows. The modern-day story of Nour is harrowing, tense and devastating by turn and feels incredibly raw and real; the historical tale of Rawiya feels firmly rooted in tales and characters passed down through the generations: it reads like a story that should be told in the oral tradition (which is of course how we are introduced to it, as a tale told to Nour by her father), and the characters and events are, as with Nour’s story, to greater or lesser degrees based on real people and events.

Then there is the writing itself: lyrical, poetic, clever and captivating. As with the history and people, the landscapes and places are clearly well-known or researched, and more importantly well-loved (the shape poems at the start of each chapter are simply stunning). The use of colour is magical and again, very effective. Nour has synaesthesia, but unlike other books I’ve read recently where characters have this condition, it is not ‘a thing’; it is normal for her and reads as such, but also adds tremendously to the rich descriptions which take us with her on her journey (not to mention the story in a clever, but again under-stated way that I won’t spoil). I found myself wishing for a map, or more specifically, the talent and time to create one as I read: the visuals that accompanied this story in my mind were wonderful.

This was a book I expected to devour, race through, inhale. Instead, it took a long time for me to finish: I savoured it, became immersed, journeyed slowly. I read much of it in short bursts, rather than long spells, pausing often to let each part of the story sink in and spending time digesting it, mulling it over, thinking back to it.

It’s also a book that deserves to have incredibly broad appeal. While it is an adult fiction book, there are elements of younger fiction within it, notably the young main characters, the fantasy elements and the themes of growing up and finding out who you are, all familiar to so many younger books. Yes, there are some truly upsetting events (including a sexual attack, although not one described graphically) and it is unflinching in describing the devastation of war and the refugee crisis. However, I think many young adult readers would also enjoy this – it is by no means exclusively an adult book. The viewpoint of the protagonists makes it very accessible to a younger audience too.

A simply beautiful book that I’m already looking forward to re-reading (despite having a proof copy, I have ordered the hardback as a copy for The Bookshelf). Full of compassion, wonder and hope, I can’t recommend this enough.

Pants!

When we were looking at which picture books we wanted out on the table in work this month, this one jumped out. “Pants!” the 4-year-old inner me cheered. Of course, we had no way of knowing at this point if it would actually be any good, but the illustrations looked promising (how can anyone resist a book featuring a raccoon dressed as a superhero and a penguin with pants on his head?!) So between the pictures and the pants we decided to give it a go…and I was delighted when it came in!

We Wear Pants (Paperback)

Pandas wearing PANTS? Surely not!
And what about wombats wearing wellies, sloths in socks or even…giraffes wearing scarves?Find all your favourite animals in this hilarious book about getting dressed.What will YOU wear today?

On each double page spread we see a variety of animals donning various items of clothing: pants, wellies, hats, glasses, pyjamas, coats… with a cheeky monkey to find on each page proudly declaring that whatever everyone else is wearing “I’m not!” as he’s one step ahead each time. Until, as we reach the final page, everyone is dressed (even Monkey!) in an assortment of outfits.

On the surface a book about getting dressed, this will have much wider appeal than the very youngest who might be reading it with that aim. Bursting with life and bright and busy illustrations, there is so much to spot on each page: “Look at the bee in his frilly knickers!” I exclaimed….”He’s got banana shoes!”… and so on. If I get this excited about it, little ones will love it.

There’s also questions and captions in the form of speech bubbles from the animals giving prompts for specific things to find: “Count the rubber ducks”…”Who has odd shoes?”…”Who has the same scarf as me?” which would be easy to use a springboard for other observational/matching/sorting type questions, as well as for plenty of discussion about likes/dislikes.

Perfect for fans of Pippa Goodheart and Nick Sharratt’s ‘You Choose’ range (You Choose, You Choose in Space and upcoming You Choose Your Dreams), this is one to return to time and again (no doubt finding something new each time!), this is a colourful, funny and interactive book.

Other favourite pants-themed picture books:

Brilliantly silly, rhyming books featuring all sorts of pants! Check out the youtube video here too!

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The hilarious ‘Aliens Love Underpants’ series from Claire Freedman and Ben Cort.

Don't Put Your Pants on Your Head, Fred! (Paperback)

Some more rather chaotic attempts to get dressed in this hugely funny, rhyming book.

Any other pants-themed gems I’ve missed?!

The Big Book of the Blue

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Meet all kinds of slippery, shimmery, powerful and surprising creatures from around the world in this first book of the ocean to share with young children.

 

Already a big fan of Yuval Zommer’s Big Books of Bugs and Beasts, I jumped at the chance to get hold of a copy of his newest book for review (many thanks to Thames & Hudson). And I wasn’t disappointed! As with the first two – it’s a beautifully illustrated, well-balanced, carefully laid out, polished book that you (and any young’uns!) will want to dive into (sorry, couldn’t resist!) again and again.

Each double page spread is illustrated from top to bottom with layers of detail, texture and movement; they are absolutely packed with things to spot and talk about – there’ll be something new each time you look at it! There’s also 15 sneaky sardines hiding among the pages waiting to be found, along with other ‘can you find’ challenges here and there in the book.

There’s also a humour to the illustrations – while they are accurate enough in appearance to learn from and recognise, there’s no scientific diagrams here – the creatures have wonderfully quirky facial expressions and a lightness of touch which I loved – they’re sure to really appeal to children, and grown ups alike.

Similarly, there’s a healthy dose of puns and humour in the text, especially in the sub-headings (“Claw-blimey!”…”Smell I never!”), appealing to both children’s sense of fun, but also the adults who’ll be reading it with them (“I wandered lonely as a…tuna” being a personal favourite).

The facts themselves are set amongst the illustrations and presented as short snippets of information. Immensely appealing to even the most reluctant reader in its brevity, and addictive enough to have keen beans reading through them all in one fell swoop, barraging you with a torrent of “did you know…” info as they go (ok, I admit I’m basing this on the fact that when I brought it home I sat at the kitchen table with it and did pretty much exactly this to my poor other half while he made tea!).

There’s a great balance too between a broad overview of ocean-life (including a double spread about the threats it faces) and more specific facts about particular creatures/species, as well as a simple index, contents and glossary (brilliantly titled “Fishy Phrases: How to talk like a sea-life expert” and laid out as the other pages are with each word/phrase illustrated nearby).

This is a playful, engaging and incredibly visually appealing book that’s sure to be a hit with children of all ages and deserves a spot on every bookcase in homes and schools!

Also highly recommended by Yuval Zommer (all of them also have sticker book versions!)

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Buzzing with Bee Books

Apparently Sunday was World Bee Day. I had planned to post this bee-themed post then, but the sun came out so instead I ended up sitting in the garden attempting to help plant things whilst avoiding spiders and, appropriately, watching bees and planning which plants to get so we get more of them once we have an actual garden that’s not a gravel pit.

So, late to the party with both review and Bee Day post – here’s my review of the brilliant ‘How To Bee’ by Bren MacDibble, plus some of my other favourite bee-related books for all ages!

How to Bee (Paperback)

“Nine year-old Peony dreams of becoming the best ‘bee’ the farm has ever seen, scrambling through the fruit trees to pollinate by hand…But her mother wants her to live in the city…Torn between two different world, Peony fights to protect her family and the world she loves.”

I received an ARC of this from Bounce, on behalf of Old Barn Books, and wasn’t sure what to expect. I’d just finished reading the adult fiction ‘History of Bees’, which is – in part – set in a similar, all too plausible, future where bees are extinct and humans must take on the role of pollinators. I wasn’t bowled over by that particular book and was a bit wary of them being the same but different, similar message and story but for different target ages. I couldn’t have been more wrong.

I loved this book. It’s claimed a space on The Bookshelf (for definite keepers!) When books are, as this one is, short, fast-paced and quite quick reads they need to be incredibly well crafted and I felt like this one got that spot on.

On her website, we’re told “Bren was raised in a muddle of backwater villages, farms and towns in heartland New Zealand” and I think this really comes through in the scene-setting and world-building in the book.  The descriptions of the farm Peony lives on with her Gramps, sister Magnolia and best friend Applejoy are rich, vibrant and incredibly evocative. This is contrasted brilliantly with the misery she sees on city streets and the luxury she sees in the house her mother works at.

Peony herself was a fantastic main character – I was rooting for her from the very beginning. She’s fierce and feisty, determined and loyal, but most of all she’s nine and she reads like it, thanks in no small part to the relationships between her and her Gramps and sister, Magnolia, as well as the developing friendship she finds with Esmerelda. She gets upset and frightened. She has friendships and fall-outs. She enjoys the things all nine year-olds would enjoy: food fights, running, dancing. She’s protective, but still needs protecting too.

Peony is happy on the farm she lives on, and aches to become a ‘bee’. However, we’re faced with her mother, Rosie – a weary, desperate woman who wants more from life and is promised it by an aggressive, controlling partner – she is trying to take Peony from the farm to ‘earn some real money’ in the city where she works.

Here, Peony meets Esmerelda. They are like chalk and cheese and are equally dismissive and wary of each other at first. Over the course of the book, their friendship develops and despite their differences they start to try to help each other: Peony with Esmerelda’s fear of life outside her house, Esmerelda with Peony’s dream of escaping and returning to the farm.

While on the surface this is a book about climate change and the environment (and while it undoubtedly highlights these issues and provides a good starting point for discussions about them), it’s really much more about family, friendships and home-life. There are some tough issues addressed: poverty/class divides, domestic abuse and loss for a start, but the way they’re dealt with is sensitive, not at all preachy, age-appropriate and very much in keeping with the story.

Brilliantly written and hard to put down. Highly recommended.

Other favourite bee books for children:

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And a favourite adult fiction book about bees. I love this book:

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Holiday Reading: East of Eden

A brief note: this is NOT a brief post! It began as one, but soon became half a post on this year’s holiday reads and half a review of one of them: East is Eden. Dip in and out as you like!

Before I go on holiday, I like to make sure I have plenty of books: I can manage somehow if I forget/run out/lose toiletries, clothes and the like, but books?! I’m not taking any chances.

I also find holidays a great opportunity to read more ‘grown up’ books. Working in the children’s section, I get to read a lot of kid’s books and I love that – I love reading them, talking about them, recommending them, sharing them – some of the books I anticipate the release of most are children’s books (see this post on Square if you don’t believe me). But I do like to read adult fiction too, and often find that it’s these books that are forever being put to the bottom of my TBR pile in favour of new children’s releases, so on holiday I make a point of reading them.

Which always throws up the inevitable: which books to take?!

This year, I’d been saving my ARC of The Map of Salt and Stars (thank you Orion books, full review will follow!) and I’d bought The Bear and The Nightingale as that was one I’d had my eye on for a while. An ARC of Whistle in the Dark had arrived not long ago for me, so I took that as an easy-ish plane read for the start of holidays (review here) and Alice came up on a #banterwithbooksellers twitter chat and, as another book I’d often umm-ed and ah-ed over, but still never actually picked up, that went on the list too. I picked up The Refugees on impulse (maybe it’s because I’m not as keen on short stories, maybe not, but I just didn’t get into it.) After that I got a bit stuck.

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My manager and I started on one of those “have you read this?”…”but you must have read this?!”…”you haven’t read this?!” conversations around some of the classics/must-read type books. From this I picked up The Road (another book, like Alice, that I’ve deliberated over reading for years but never actually read) despite being warned not to take it as a holiday read since it’s so bleak (I compromised and put it to the bottom of the pile!), Jonathan Strange (which didn’t actually make it on holiday with me: it was just TOO big!) and finally, East of Eden.

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I was warned not to come back to work if I didn’t like it, so highly regarded was this book, so it was quite a relief to find I enjoyed it! It did take me a chapter or two to get into, though I suspect more from my moving from one style of writing to a very different one than because of the book itself (does anyone else find this? I often get it when I switch from MG/YA to adult for example) but once I was into it, I was completely immersed.

It’s an epic, a saga, a multi-generational family drama: all descriptions which make me think of a soap opera in book form. Luckily, that’s not the case. It is first and foremost, a retelling of the story of Cain and Abel; I wasn’t sure at first how I’d feel about this, but the way it was done won me over. I loved Steinbeck’s writing for so many reasons.

Firstly, the characters: there are many. And to write so many characters, crossing so comprehensive a time period, whilst retaining their distinct personalities, as well as highlighting their inevitable similarities that feed into the Biblical ‘re-telling’ of the book is no mean feat. As with any family, there will be characters you identify with, those you’d like to have a drink with and, of course, those you want to shake some sense into or avoid altogether. I think part of what I enjoyed so much about this as the warmth each of them was written with and how real they felt – none perfect, all flawed, all individuals. Personally, I loved Samuel Hamilton, Lee and Caleb and, while she’s not likeable by any stretch of the imagination, I defy anyone to think Cathy’s not a fantastic character!

The picture Steinbeck draws of the Salinas Valley area is rich and detailed and the homes there, as with their owners are distinct and feel well-suited to their various inhabitants but what I liked best about it was how I could feel it changing throughout the years over the course of the book.

Then there is the writing itself – at times sharp and to the point and at others more philosophical; at times full of warmth and humour and love and at others despairing and bleak and cold. There were many passages, sentences, phrases and thoughts that I could have noted down to repeat here, but I won’t, because I suspect that as with the characters, everyone reading this will come away with their own favourites.

It took up most of my holiday (I came back having only read 3.5 of the 7 books I took!) but it was a perfect read for long, sunny spells of reading and I really benefited from being able to spend long stretches reading it and getting drawn into it rather than stopping and starting like I have to when I need to fit reading in around ‘real life’.

It has also made me determined to keep up reading a classic/must-read every now and then amongst all the lovely new books I get sent/pick up. Which would be your must-read recommendation? Which classics do you love/hate/want to read?

On A Scale of One to Ten/Whistle in the Dark

These books, and consequently this review, contain references to: mental health, depression, self-harm and suicide.

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In the last week, I’ve read both ‘On a Scale of One to Ten’ by Ceylan Scott (thanks to Chicken House for the arc) and ‘Whistle in the Dark’ by Emma Healy (thanks to Penguin Random House for that arc). The first is aimed at YA, the second adult fiction.

When I started this blog, my plan was to only review/blog about books I’d especially enjoyed – those I’d rate as 4 or 5*. I rated both of these 3*, but both resonated with me in various ways and got me thinking for various reasons. So, I’ve decided to post about them anyway, and as it’s Mental Health Awareness week too, it seems pretty fitting.

Whilst they approach it from very different perspectives and are otherwise nothing alike story-wise, both books deal with teenage mental health, and contain references to self harm and suicide (although, interestingly, only the YA one mentions this explicitly on the cover). As someone who has suffered with depression and anxiety on and off over the years, but starting during my teens, I’m always interested in novels that deal with this, so was intrigued by both of these.

It was the title that first made me want to read ‘On a Scale of One to Ten’ – 7 words that I hate. I don’t remember much about the various assessments and appointments I had as a teen when I was first diagnosed and rotated through a variety of tablets, but I do remember my most recent bout of anxiety and how frustrated/annoyed/angry I felt at this oft-used ‘assessment tool’ which didn’t come close to finding out anything about what was actually going on in my head, let alone helping with it.

So, when I saw the title I thought ‘here’s someone who gets it’ and delved a bit deeper. Written when Ceylan Scott was 16 and in a psychiatric hospital, it tells the tale of Tamar, who “is admitted to a psychiatric hospital for teenagers, where she is asked endless questions…But there’s one question Tamar can’t – won’t – answer: what happened to her friend Iris, who died at the weir?”

This really sums up both what I did and didn’t about the book. First the good:

Judging by the goodreads reviews so far, it’s struck a chord with many others too – being hailed as a realistic take on what life as a young person with a mental illness/in a psychiatric hospital is like, and I have to agree with much of this; I’m lucky to have never needed to be admitted to hospital, but there were certainly plenty of parts of the book that described so well my feelings or actions or thoughts at various times, especially (but by no means exclusively) when I was younger

And, while much of the book focuses on Tamar cutting to self-harm, I was pleased (I’m not sure that’s the right word) to see her write about Tamar banging her head against the wall repeatedly too – doors and walls and fists and heads and scratches and nails and pinches etc. that play a big part in my own experiences and it was refreshing to see this represented. I suspect that, through the variety of characters and their many and varied illnesses in the book, there will be moments like this for many readers who’ve been through similar.

However, there were also things I didn’t like as much: mainly the Iris at the weir plotline. I get that there had to be some sort of ‘other’ plot, but the ‘her friend died and she won’t say/we don’t know what happened’ thing just felt a bit tired (to me, personally), and I would have so much preferred this to be a book where there was no ‘major event’ triggering the illness – a representation of someone who has a mental illness just because they’re ill and not one triggered/worsened by – an external factor. Similarly, the Toby storyline, which I won’t go into in detail as I don’t want to slip into spoiler territory, but this storyline also left me unsatisfied and feeling like maybe opportunities were missed for this book to do something different.

I suspect though, this is very much my take on it as an adult; who knows how I’d have felt if I’d read it as a teen?

Which brings us to ‘Whistle in the Dark’. Although this also deals with teenage depression, in the form of 15-year-old Lana, it is written from an adult perspective, namely that of Lana’s mum Jen. Lana has suffered from depression for a long time and part of what I loved about this book was how well it showed the effects of this not just on Lana, but also on those around her, especially her mum and sister. It certainly took me back to my relationship with my mum during my younger years, and led to a fair bit of reflection. As much as ‘On A Scale of One to Ten’ felt like a wonderful insight into teenage mental health as it’s experienced, this felt like a window onto the world of those who live with/love someone who’s unwell and how upsetting/exhausting/frustrating it can be for them too.

I loved the relationships in this, if it had been focused solely on that, I’d have probably rated it much higher. The relationships between Jen and Lana took me back, while her relationship with older daughter Meg felt so relatable now, and the relationship between Meg and Lana was also incredibly easy to relate to.

However, the book focuses on the period shortly after Lana is found after having been missing for four days. Lana refuses to say what happened, and Jen becomes increasingly concerned about it. Some of this, I thought was brilliantly written, especially Jen’s worries about it. However, there were also elements that just felt unbelievable and the ending and resolution of this were ultimately what brought this down to 3 stars for me.

So, two mixed reviews on two similar and yet completely different books. The one thing I stand by for both of them is their portrayal of various aspects of mental illness, which I think – in very different ways and for very different audiences – they each captured and depicted incredibly well.

More information and support of mental illness can be found via the Mental Health Awareness website.

“Square, you are a genius.”

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I was already a massive fan of Jon Klassen’s hat books when Triangle came out last year. I spied it on the trolley and had to have a look, and that as they say was that – I loved Triangle (I still do). It cracked me up. I made everyone I worked with read it (mostly with me stood next to them anticipating the lines and cracking up all over again). I read it again. For weeks, all anyone got out of me was Triangle.

Then I found out it was going to be a trilogy. Yesssssssss! But, I was going to have to wait a year for the next one. A YEAR! Booooooooo!

Well…a year has passed. I have been getting increasingly excited since about late March. And when I went into work yesterday – there it was! I spied it from the top of the stairs and ran all the way down walked carefully down to get it crying “It’s here!”

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I read it there and then . And then again later. And then again. And then… you get the idea. And it did not disappoint. When I showed it to one of my colleagues on my break, his only response was “Look at your face – that is pure joy! Look how happy you are!” Indeed – look:

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It was every bit as quirky and funny and straight-faced as Triangle (although, hand on heart I probably still prefer Triangle – my partner and I still regularly adapt the line “How many snakes are out there? Ten? Ten million?” to anything involve large quantities of something, because I’ve sucked him in to the Barnett-Klassen appreciation society too) and fans will not be disappointed.

Circle makes her first appearance in the trilogy, declaring Square a genius for his sculptures. Square, of course, pretends to agree whilst really having no idea what she’s talking about, so when Circle wants a perfect Circle sculpture creating, Square is left in rather a quandary. A wet and despairing quandary (this might be my favourite illustration of them all).  Just like with Triangle’s sneaky trick, there’s a twist in the tale, but that’s all I’ll say.

To those new to the series, let me say this: it’s not for everyone. It is not your typical picture book – it’s not bright and busy, it’s muted and subtle. It is not rhyming, fast paced and filled with noises – the text is short, sparse and simple in a carefully chosen, highly effective way. The humour’s not over the top, loitering near the toilet or nonsensical – it’s dry, incredibly visual and instantly familiar.

Klassen’s illustrations are incredibly expressive – for characters who all have the same eyes, little in the way of body language and no other facial features, it’s remarkable how much feeling they convey.

With such minimal use of colour and text, the popularity of these books with children really is a testament to what a great team this duo make. Our nephews and friends’ children all loved Triangle, with repeated requests for it to be read, and I’m sure when they read Square they’ll love it just as much as I do.

Just a year to wait for Circle now…

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(Last Week’s) Picture Book Round Up

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Last Tuesday in work, I was beyond excited by the arrival of a platypus, a tortoise and Oliver Jeffers. The unicorn came later (or truth be told, earlier).

Let’s start with the first off the shelving trolley – new Oliver Jeffers! (Ok, not new, a paperback version of Once Upon an Alphabet, but since that somehow passed me by – I know! I know! – a new Oliver Jeffers!)

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This was always going to be a winner for me. Yes, there are Oliver Jeffers books I like more than others (Stuck will always beat This Moose Belongs To Me; A Child of Books over The Incredible Book Eating Boy), but I’ve yet to find one I do not like. He is unquestionably Up There when it comes to my favourite picture book author/illustrators.

So, yeah, I loved this – quirky and funny, in typical scribbly-illustrated style, with plenty of pop ups from both earlier alphabet characters and other Jeffers’ favourites and loads of extra details and humour from the illustrations themselves. With a twist at the end of nearly all the tales and featuring everything from astronauts to elephants to jelly doors to parsnips to zeppelins – what more could you want?! Everyone will have their own favourite – it’s the Owl and the Octopus for me!

So, that went straight in my pile to buy at the end of the day.

Next, I came to Space Tortoise by Ross Montgomery, with the most fantastic illustrations from David Litchfield.

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I LOVE tortoises and turtles. I have them all over my house – here they are (well, most of them) freshly unpacked after we moved:

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So, a book featuring a tortoise was always going to get me curious. Especially one with a  sparkly title and such GORGEOUS illustrations! The story is great – you can’t help but smile as you read it, but honestly it was the illustrations that completely won me over – they’re a perfect fit for the story and filled with such character, warmth and detail (the tortoise’s space suit is my personal favourite!)

That was swiftly added to the pile.

Along with tortoises and lemurs (sadly no lemurs in today’s finds), platypuses are particular favourites – here’s my imaginatively named ‘Platypus’ from when I was little (pink, fluffy and a pyjama/hot water bottle cover – amazing!)

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So imagine my excitement on finding Ross Collins’ ‘This Zoo is Not For You’ stars a platypus (equally excited about Oi, Duck-Billed Platypus! out in Autumn – maybe 2018 is the platypus’ year?!)

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Laugh out loud funny, with a haughty panda, poo-throwing monkeys, vain flamingoes amongst those interviewing our poor, misunderstood platypus at the zoo. It’s a rhyming book that bounds along, all the way to its wonderfully surprising end! I can’t wait to read this one at storytime – know it’ll go down a treat!

Which brings us to Sophie Johnson: Unicorn Expert.

Sophie Johnson: Unicorn Expert (Paperback)

When this first came into work, my heart got ready to sink, a sigh of despair prepared itself: oh good, another sparkly, unicorn book.

How wrong I was! Do not be put off by the ubiquitous unicorn! This book had me giggling all the way through – everyone knows a Sophie (in my case, as I suspect in many others – it’s my sister: horse expert). In this case Sophie in the story is a unicorn expert and enthusiast. She knows everything there is to know about unicorns and goes to great lengths to train up all her toys in the way of the unicorn (complete with party hat/carrot/toothbrush horns which cracked me up!), though perhaps she could do with a few tips on how to spot one…

Once again, it’s the illustrations that make this book what it is – complementing the sparse, but brilliantly chosen text (“I try to explain that magic is more important than mess, but I don’t think Mum understands”) perfectly. They are bursting with life and full of expression, children and adults alike will love them.

And that, for last week, was that. I have a sneaking suspicion that today will be even more pants-wettingly exciting though, because I think Square has reached us…you’ve been warned!

Square (Hardback)

“The Day is Long, The World is Wide, You’re Young and Free.”

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I’ll be honest, this sat on my TBR pile for quite some time before I finally picked it up (it even came back into work with me and went back on the pile there before I brought it home again). I was a late-comer to Skellig, probably David Almond’s most popular book, and while I enjoyed it I just didn’t love it the way everyone else seemed to. So, I just wasn’t sure about this initially…

…but this one I really did love. And the more I’ve thought about it since finishing it, the more it’s grown on me. It’s definitely claimed a space on The Bookshelf (reserved only for books I’ll read again/really loved/connected with in a particular way).

In the weeks following his father’s death, on one of those summer holiday mornings full of potential and full of nothing all at once, Davie leaves the house to wander aimlessly, taking with him his mother’s bara brith and his father’s old rucksack containing mementoes of his own childhood – animal masks, crayons and a sketch book. Amidst the gossip and gathering crowds as local boy Jimmy Killen is declared murdered, he heads off into the hills away from the excitement; his journey now part-wander, part-search for the boy he thinks is responsible.

And it’s this journey that absolutely makes this book what it is. Rich in the details of  summer day anywhere – local pie shops and pubs; children creating chalk drawings on the pavement; rough, no-go areas of town where fires burn and welcomes are less than friendly; the peace and solitude of hills, poppy fields and overlooking the town – aside from everything else, this book makes the perfect read for sitting outside with on a sunny day.

As Davie walks on, he meets a host of different people – young girls, a gardener who knew his dad, members of rival families, local one-legged oddity Wilf Pew with his fluffy wine gums – all of whom have a tale or two to tell. And it’s through these tales that Davie really journeys, each of them providing a question, a story – an idea to be pondered and considered.

What I loved best about many of the characters he meets (notably Oliver Henderson, Fernando and another who I won’t mention here so as not to spoil too much!) are the contradictions they present us with. It’s a journey of growing up, of accepting loss, of finding and also questioning our place in the world.

It’s not a magical journey as such, it’s rooted very firmly in real places and their real inhabitants. But it’s not quite real either. Dream-like I think is the word. If Alice had gone down the rabbit hole in Tyneside, I suspect she’d have met some of the same characters Davie did. And like Alice, on coming back at the end of his search, Davie has not changed at all, but is he the same Davie he was that morning?

“I think this book expresses much about who I am, what I’m learning as a person and as a writer. It explores what excites and mystifies me about the nature of being young, and dramatizes the joys and excitements of growing up…it embodies my constant astonishment at being alive in this beautiful, weird, extraordinary world.”

So says David Almond himself, and really it’s hard to put it better than that. This is a book where the real and imaginary collide; where the strange and familiar come together; where nostalgia for what’s gone before and excitement at the possibility of what’s to come swirl into one; and where the detail and beauty of the world shines.

I received an advanced copy of this to review, thanks to Hachette Children’s.