I just read Eva Ibbotson’s obituary in Publisher’s Weekly.
This is a huge loss. Ibbotson is one of my favorite authors, not because I love every book she wrote or, honestly, because I’ve read every book she wrote. She’s one of my favorites, because one of the books she wrote falls into what I consider the as-perfect-a-book-as-you’re-ever-going-to-read-outside-Plato’s-cave category.
I’m not going to review this book. I am going to tell you only that it is a beautiful blend of mystery, magical creatures, quirky Dahl-esque old ladies, previously unwanted children, a definitely-NOT-deserted island, and humor. And then I am going to give away a copy. Because I’m not loaning out the one on my shelf!
If you’d like a chance to win a copy, leave a comment and tell me what magical creature you’d most want to be stuck on an island with. And, remember, you have to take CARE of that creature.
I’ll enjoy all your entries, then, oh…let’s say Wednesday the 27th, I’ll draw one random winner’s name out of the pot. Meanwhile, let’s all celebrate the magical gift Ms. Ibbotson has given to children (and grown-ups!) everywhere.