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Daddy/Daughter Book Club: A Wrinkle In Time

Earlier this summer, Dad said he wanted to read a book from each of my bookshelves as a kind of tour through my literary interests.  We started with the “Road Trip” shelf, and I chose the classic  Newbery Award winner A Wrinkle in Time by Madeline L’Engle.

from the publisher’s website

“It was a dark and stormy night.”

Yeah, Madeline L’Engle has the balls to start her book that way.

Meg Murry doesn’t quite fit in, and her younger brother Charles Wallace is a child prodigy who doesn’t talk to most people. Between the two of them, they don’t get out much. They live with their brilliant scientist mother and their popular twin brothers, but their father has mysteriously vanished while doing his job.  Charles Wallace might be more social than Meg realizes, though,  because he’s made friends with some dotty ladies that live in the woods. One day, they whisk Meg, CW, and Calvin (a guy from school) through a wormhole with the intent of stopping a dark force from taking over the universe.  Meg must show her intelligence and courage as she battles the treacherous IT and tries to keep her baby brother from succumbing to his darker nature.

Chances are you read this in middle school. I know I did, and I drew a picture of the Happy Medium for reasons I cannot entirely remember.  It’s a favorite of librarians and regarded as one of the best books for children ever written.

Here’s what Dad has to say: (Spoiler warning here- Dad comments on the ending)

I finished A Wrinkle in Time today. Here are my thoughts. Basically a good story. The first half was slow but the second half of the book picked up in the action department. I think the place called Camazotz was a take off on “Camelot”, where everything was supposedly peaceful and wonderful. I also thought the ending was a little weak in how easy it was for Meg to overcome IT with just a little love. IT appeared to be much more formidable than that. As a side note, I think you can write as well as Ms Madeline and it would be fun to see you take on a magical story topic to challenge your imagination.

So there you have it– Dad’s not convinced that Love Conquering All is a compelling ending, and he thinks I’m good enough to take on Madeline L’Engle. While I’m obviously flattered my father thinks so highly of my writing skills, I wonder if love might be clouding his judgement. Just a little bit.

I spoke with him on the phone tonight about the book and he basically reiterated the same points, and his opinion seems to come down to the ending. He thought it was pretty weak sauce that Meg just had to say “I Love You” and everything was cool.   I argued that the point is that love is the most powerful force in the universe. Dad said if love was enough, it doesn’t explain why their father was trapped for so long because it’s not like he didn’t love his family. Dad makes a fair point. He also said he didn’t get the acclaim and he thought Harry Potter was miles better. I could almost hear my mother in the background wincing.

Next time: Dad will have to Think Greek on my mythology shelf.  We’ll see how he does with Percy Jackson in The Lightning Thief. 

This post will be cross-posted on my book blog, The Bibliotherapist. 

Conversations with Books, Part 2

Here’s more of the imagined conversations between the books on my new bookshelves. See Part 1 here.

The road trip books are crowding the top shelf and trying to ignore my scrapbook from study abroad at Oxford. They’re like, “Look, unless this journey of yours is a metaphor for finding yourself, we’re not interested.”  The Murry kids from A Wrinkle in Time are sitting next to Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy, and I’m sure they’re comparing notes to see if they met any of the same people.  Richard Mayhew from Neverwhere is eavesdropping and trying to get up the nerve to jump in. I put both of John Green’s road trip books next to As I Lay Dying because I figure those smartie pants kids will feel smug about sitting next to William Faulkner. Also, Alaska and Margo can get together and form the “John Green Dream Girls” club.  I’ve helpfully supplied Amy and Roger with a handful of guidebooks, though  Antarctica would be a long drive for them.  Finally, the Tolkien hobbitses are feeling bewildered on their perch next to manic Maureen Johnson and her 13 Little Blue Envelopes series.   She’s loving it, of course, and she’s asking many inappropriate questions about Sauron.

Elsewhere, Mindy Kaling is dropping bon mots to an impressed Bridget Jones and a slightly confused Elizabeth Bennet.  Bridge is proposing cocktails, Mindy is proposing cocktails and crazy manicures, Elizabeth is finding modern English much too familiar, and Georgia Nicolson is scheming to swipe some booze and trying to pick up tips from Ms Jones.  Mindy tries out her best fake British accent, and the other three dissolve in laughs. Ruby Oliver from The Boy List  is craning her head around the others to exchange wry looks with Sloane Crosley and Daria.
 

Ah, the dreaded Vampires and The Women Who Love Them shelf. Bella takes up a lot of room here (of course she does), but there’s room for a kind of support group moderated by the author Dead Travel Fast.  He’s like, “You guys know these are creatures who actually want to kill you, right?” And Elena of The Vampire Diaries is like, “Yeah, but have you seen them? Super good looking.” Bella high fives her and makes some comments about sparkling.  At this point, Vlad Dracula turns his head and clears his throat meaningful while pointing to his gross and sparkle-free  face and Meena Harper from Insatiable makes a gagging sound.   Finney of My Dead Girlfriend scratches his head and says, “So, none of you are dating ghosts? Why am I here again?”  And that’s when I sheepishly admit that he just fit into the space really nicely.

Next time:  A date night for some YA couples and the children of the Gods have brunch.