I so admire authors who can create complex, unexpected, and yet totally convincing magical realms with layers of political intrigues and emotions. Book 80 that I felt was too “old” for Newbery and thus abandoned in mid-read kept calling me as I read other books — it DEMANDED me to get back to that world and to those characters: to find out what happens next, to revel in the beauty of the language, and to appreciate the rolling and tumbling of the heart as a vessel on a stormy emotional ocean. The book is so satisfying and complete… and I can’t wait ’til the next book in the series to come out! But, this Age appropriateness thing is going to keep rearing its annoying head… I’m writing an entry just on this issue. To be posted soon.
Age appropriateness can be an issue with a strong reader who is likely to miss the majority of the story. I was read Louisa May Alcott’s Little Men as a kid and totally missed the point she was making about the benefits of educating girls. I thought it was just a great story about kids at a school. I do think that a lot of books written in the 19th century were intended for adults. The genre of YA literature had yet to be invented. I read something that Madeleine L’Engle said once, that even though her books were loved by kids, she never intended them to be only for kids. She believed that her books were meant to be accesible to all ages. Food for thought.
LikeLike