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While I am still in a stew over Megaupload (hell, I'm still stewing over the livejournal comment page changes--don't think I'm not refreshing
lj_releases, waiting for you to fill all those damn tickets, lj!), writing a coherent defense of the New Model of Media is going to take a solid day out of my life, and I don't have that day right now. So I've sensibly sat on my notes and tucked my dismay into the corner for now and will carry on with business as usual on the lj. For the moment that means more YA/Juvenile fiction recommendations.
Had anyone heard of Peter Pan in Scarlet by Geraldine McCaughrean? Its book jacket proclaims it "The first-ever authorized sequel to J. M. Barrie's Peter Pan"; in 2004 the copyright holders of Peter Pan searched for an author to write an official sequel, and McCaughrean got the honor. This is not like the Dave Barry or Ridley Pearson pastiches, nor is it one of those sideways twists on the Peter Pan story; the language is meant to reflect J.M. Barrie's original work, and so is the feel of the fantasy, with sly jokes and nostalgia touches adults will get. (If you haven't read the original Peter Pan and Wendy I recommend you drop what you're doing and have a look now; you won't believe how much of it's aimed at adults.)
I thought this sequel was enchanting. As a sequel it retcons nothing of the original work and yet still manages to slip Wendy and the Lost Boys back into the work neatly. There are 1930s England sensibilities crossed with Neverland familiarities. There's clever child-logic-magic. And there's darkness and heartbreak poking at the edges, too. Very much recommended.
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Had anyone heard of Peter Pan in Scarlet by Geraldine McCaughrean? Its book jacket proclaims it "The first-ever authorized sequel to J. M. Barrie's Peter Pan"; in 2004 the copyright holders of Peter Pan searched for an author to write an official sequel, and McCaughrean got the honor. This is not like the Dave Barry or Ridley Pearson pastiches, nor is it one of those sideways twists on the Peter Pan story; the language is meant to reflect J.M. Barrie's original work, and so is the feel of the fantasy, with sly jokes and nostalgia touches adults will get. (If you haven't read the original Peter Pan and Wendy I recommend you drop what you're doing and have a look now; you won't believe how much of it's aimed at adults.)
I thought this sequel was enchanting. As a sequel it retcons nothing of the original work and yet still manages to slip Wendy and the Lost Boys back into the work neatly. There are 1930s England sensibilities crossed with Neverland familiarities. There's clever child-logic-magic. And there's darkness and heartbreak poking at the edges, too. Very much recommended.