Wednesday, 12 November 2008

Some books

I was asked by the British School in Rio to suggest some books for their libraries, so I am going to suggest some here. In recommending a particluar book, I am also recommending that writer. As I have said before, the idea of attaching a reading age or even an age range to a book is problematic, because a book might be too difficult for a child to read to themselves, but not is the book is read to them by a teacher or a parent. Equally, a book can be read at different ages and be appreciated in different ways. The books here cover the age range of anything from 8 to 12 and higher. Actually there are books here where I would feel uncomfortable putting any top age.



I have praised Philip Reeve's Mortal Engines books before on this blog and I am very happy to do it again. All four books are well-written, fast-paced and hugely imaginative, and though they may seem archetypal boys books at first glance, they do have strong female characters and the plots revolve around relationships just as much as they do about the mechanics of the mobile cities.


The idea behind The Indian in the Cupboard series of books is a brilliant one: a boy discovers that a combination of a certain cupboard and a certain key will bring plastic figures to life. But the success of the books is where Lynne Reid Banks goes with this idea, using it as a way to look at history and culture and friendship and the responsibility one has for ones actions, and for the unforeseen consequences of them. The boy discovers that he is not animating a piece of plastic, but bringing actual people unwillingly from their real lives. The series explores the mystery of the cupboard and the key.


Tom's Midnight Garden is such a brilliant book. It has everything you would hope to find in a novel written for any age group. A boy goes to stay with relatives in an apartment that is part of what was once a large house. There is an old clock in the communal hallway and when it strikes midnight, Tom finds his way out into the garden as it used to be and meets a girl. They both assume the other to be a ghost. What follows is an incredibly moving story about childhood and the loss of childhood, old age and memory. Philippa Pearce was an exceptional writer. Be sure to get a copy with the lovely original illustrations by Susan Einzig.



Eva Ibotson is a writer I really admire and I would recommend any of her books. I have shown this one simply because it is set in South America, but all of her books are great. Again it has a relationship between a boy and a girl at its core but there is a lot more going on here. Just as Mortal Engines might seem a boy's book, A Journey to the River Sea might seem a girl's book, but it defies that kind of simplistic categorisation. It is full of great characters (including one who collects glass eyes) and is beautifully written from start to finish.



No list like this would be complete without Philip Pullman. I have shown Northern Lights - by far the best book of the His Dark Materials trilogy. Much has been made of the references to Milton and the attack on established religion and dogma, but what sticks in the mind most of all are the amazing armoured polar bears and the brilliant idea of characters having a soul that lives outside of their body in the form of an animal. Rich and deeply intelligent writing, full of ideas.


A Wizard of Earthsea is a story about a boy who goes to a school where they train wizards. Sound familiar? A Wizard of Earthsea is a much darker book than those by J K Rowling. It has a wonderful depth and a strangeness to it. Fantasy writing can break down if the reader is not absolutely convinced by the world the writer creates. Right from the start, with its lovely map of the archipelago, there is no danger of that happening here. Ursula Le Guin also wrote one of my favourite short stories - The Ones Who Walk Away from Omelas - a brilliant and timeless parable that should be required reading for all political leaders.


My son would never forgive me if I did not include a Tintin book. I spent a good deal of youth reading comics and I still do. Those who never read comics or graphic novels tend to regard them as a genre rather than a medium, but they are simply another way of telling a story. There is a renewal of interest in graphic novels at the moment and so there is a lot of rubbish about as publishers jump on the bandwagon. My praise for comics only applies to the good stuff of course. Herge has rarely been bettered.

More tomorrow. . .

Monday, 10 November 2008

When we were very young

I watched the excellent BBC4 programme about British picture books on i-Player last night. It was the first in a series called When We Were Very Young. Martin Salisbury was talking head and a very articulate one he was.

I have never done a picture book. It seems odd really. I was taught illustration by Tony Ross who has done more picture books than seems humanly possible and I am both a writer and an illustrator. But so far they have always eluded me. I have had a couple of goes at trying to get something published, but I just don't seem to have hit the right buttons.

I am fascinated by them though. Not just because of the opportunity they provide as an illustrator, but because though I accept that literature can be all manner of things to people, among them simply another form of entertainment, I think that it can (and maybe should) also - picture books included - help to shape us as human beings and change the way we look at the world.

This may at first glance seem rather an outlandish claim for picture books, but I don't think it is. In fact they have an even greater impact because it is through them that we learn how a book works and it has the added component of teaching us how the living, moving world can be transcribed into a two dimensional shorthand. We learn about literature and about painting all in one go.

John Burningham was featured in the programme. His books are strange and dream-like and have a kind of magic about them, both in the texts and in the images. I once told Burningham how much my son and I had enjoyed his books and he looked genuinely moved as if no one had ever said that before (though I'm sure they had).
John and Janet Ahlberg's Each Peach Pear Plum is, as Michael Rosen pointed out, possibly the perfect picture book. It is faultlessly illustrated by Janet Ahlberg, full of witty, sophisticated images. The text is very, very clever and, like all of John Ahlberg's work, incredibly satisfying to read (which makes a big difference when you have a child who wants to hear it again and again, night after night). This is a proper children's book - neither talking down to, nor over the heads of, its target audience. Both of the books above were special favourites of my son and rightly so.Brian Wildsmith was also featured. He is a bit of a genius I think. Here the introduction is to art and to visual creativity rather than to words. Not all children or adults will like his loose paintwork - though I do - but a Brian Wildsmith book is like a parrot flying into the room. The colour leaps from the page. Painterliness in illustrators can often be nothing more than 'style' and it can grow a little tedious after a while. Not so with Wildsmith. That exuberance is not contrived. He just loves chucking paint about and he is an antidote to the prissy, safe and twee artwork that is too often the lazy default for picture book illustration. He should be carried shoulder high by everyone who cares about children caring about art and by everyone who treasures the illustrated book.

Sunday, 9 November 2008

So cold

I stood on the sidelines in a freezing cold wind and occasional rain showers watching my son play football this afternoon.

Cold. So cold.

At one point the game was lit by an incredibly bright, low light as the sun finally escaped from the blanket of clouds. My son's team has the misfortune to play in orange and their strips were almost fluorescent against the damp grass. There was a backdrop of a spectacularly glowering sky and a huge, perfectly semi-circular rainbow.

Needless to say, I didn't have my camera with me.

Thursday, 6 November 2008

Carnegie Medal

Uncle Montague's Tales of Terror has been longlisted for the Carnegie Medal. I was told about this by Sarah Odedina the other day but thought I shouldn't pre-empt the announcement by the CILIP. Congratulations to Celia Rees for her nomination for Sovay. If you want to see the other books on the list and those up for the Kate Greenaway, then go to the site and have a look.

I went to Will Hill's private view at Clare Hall this evening, cycling through the drizzle with my son. Will's work was great and what a nice gallery. Martin Salisbury was there and it is always good to catch up with him. We were comparing our trips to South America. Martin went to Venezuela with the British Council some time ago. We both seem to have come back with the same frustration at not having seen more. We'll both just have to go back.

It was good to see Lisa Kirkham there, though she sounds completely snowed under with work - a victim of her own success it seems (or her inability - shared with most freelancers - to say no). Lisa is a typographer and designer and absolutely passionate about (and hugely knowledgable about) children's books. She doesn't have a website so I can't send you her way, sadly - although she was telling me that Peter's blog is attracting notice. I'm not surprised. As I've said before - it's great.

Wednesday, 5 November 2008

Remember, remember













The 5th of November...

But now not just for the Gunpowder Plot, but also for the day that America elected its first black president in Barack Obama. A rare piece of good news in a grim world. I find myself jealous of America for having a leader who can actually speak well and inspire hope. How dull our politicians seem in comparison.

Tuesday, 4 November 2008

Uncle Montague speaks many languages

It has been a good few days for Uncle Montague's Tales of Terror. Last week Sarah Odedina contacted me from Bloomsbury to say that the Russians want to buy the rights to publish there, and today it was the turn of Spain. So far Uncle Montague has been bought by Holland, Colombia, Brazil, Japan, Sweden, Poland and Thailand - in addition to Bloomsbury's US and German editions.

I have some more exciting news about Uncle Montague, but that will have to wait until Thursday.

Monday, 3 November 2008

Will Hill


My Doodled Books were picked up and taken away. Check the website and you will see them appearing soon. I did my weekly New Statesman strip - Payne's Grey. It is back to weekly now. When John Pilger asked if he could campaign for its return, I did not think the effect would be quite so immediate!
And Jaqueline Silva emailed from the Urca site library of the British School in Rio asking me for a book list I promised to give them. When I compile it I'll put it on the blog for you to see.

I got an invite to my friend Will Hill's private view of his prints this coming Thursday at the gallery at Clare Hall. They look great judging from the invite. He makes prints using found lettering from urban environments. This exhibition features prints made using Cambridge as source material. The Private View is on Thursday 6 November from 6 to 8. The exhibition is already on and open daily, 9 until 6.