Tiuri’s night before becoming a knight should be easy, little did he know that one knock and a plea could change his life. That night is the beginning of a great adventure of murder, betrayal and, luckily, friendship. The only question is will he get the letter to the king in time?
Vi er ramt af efterårssyge herhjemme, så det kreative er lige sat lidt på hold. Vil dog lige vise jer den ene ting, som jeg har fået syet, nemlig en EG-dragt i babyfløjl. Jeg har ikke prøvet mønsteret før, men næste gang skal den være lidt smallere til min lille pige, og lidt længere i kroppen. Bortset fra det er mønsteret utrolig nemt og det tager ingen tid at sy.
Dragten har været brugt én gang, så deraf den obligatoriske førstegangs-plet på forstykket ;)
Children’s books. I have said it before and I will say it again: I love them. Sometimes, you just need something light and entertaining to take you out of the world for a few hours. I’ve never one for thrillers or chick lit (I know, it’s a horrible term) but give me a good children’s book on a bad day and I am happy as a clam. I’m even happier than a clam if that children’s book has also had the same attention lavished upon it by a publisher as adult fiction might. And again, at the risk of repeating myself, I love how carefully Pushkin designs its children’s books - of which this is another beautiful example.
The Secrets of the Wild Wood is the sequel to The Letter for the King and it’s pretty much everything I need in a children’s book. It reminds me of things that I used to find in my grandparents’ bookcases - children’s books from the 50s and 60s with their funny, flat, yet precociously articulate and brave protagonists - and at the same time, of Tolkien and Malory and Middle English poetry. It’s vaguely medieval in setting, with knights errant, and politely warring kingdoms, and strange green people who live deep in the wilderness; heroic deeds and demure flirtations. It’s like romantic ballads with all of the knowingness taken out - no sex, no intrigue, no political machinations (maybe one cross-dressing maiden, but she’s doing it to be helpful), just enchanting, imaginative storytelling.
How to read it: Like a bedtime story, just a lot longer.