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Doll Bones
by Holly Black
This was a quick read, but I really enjoyed it! I was a kid who had a huge imagination, and when I wasn't writing down stories I was playing them out with my toys. I had lots of different action figures, dolls, and other small toys that I would play with in my backyard for hours on end. I lived at the edge of the woods, and there was little ditch that had a natural spring running water through it more or less all the time. That became a river in my imagination, lined with small plastic houses and "troll" houses made of dirt with rocks for windows and doors. I would play there for hours at a time, though I can vividly remember the very last time I ever did.
I was in the front yard for a change, and I was probably about twelve years old. I was slowly migrating away from toys, but the desire to play out my imagination came over me hard and swift. I went outside with some of my things and sat down in the grass, starting to play act the day away. My sister (ten years older than me) came outside, sneered, and in a very condescending voice said "You're playing?"
That one stupid question changed me forever, and I never went back to playing like I once had. While I still wrote down my ideas and stories, it just wasn't the same at all.
This little book resonated with me because of that fact. I felt for Zach so much when his father threw his toys out, proclaiming him to old for such things. I loved all the kids in this story, and I very much enjoyed their creepy little quest.
Like many books before it, though perhaps less traumatizing than, say, Scary Stories To Tell in The Dark, this is a gateway for middle grades aged kids to get into the horror genre. I was that kid too, a fan of the creepy and macabre, so I endorse this idea whole heartedly!
That's it. Thank you for coming to my TED talk.
I was in the front yard for a change, and I was probably about twelve years old. I was slowly migrating away from toys, but the desire to play out my imagination came over me hard and swift. I went outside with some of my things and sat down in the grass, starting to play act the day away. My sister (ten years older than me) came outside, sneered, and in a very condescending voice said "You're playing?"
That one stupid question changed me forever, and I never went back to playing like I once had. While I still wrote down my ideas and stories, it just wasn't the same at all.
This little book resonated with me because of that fact. I felt for Zach so much when his father threw his toys out, proclaiming him to old for such things. I loved all the kids in this story, and I very much enjoyed their creepy little quest.
Like many books before it, though perhaps less traumatizing than, say, Scary Stories To Tell in The Dark, this is a gateway for middle grades aged kids to get into the horror genre. I was that kid too, a fan of the creepy and macabre, so I endorse this idea whole heartedly!
That's it. Thank you for coming to my TED talk.