In order to help myself ‘get in the mood’ to write a book for 9-12 year olds I’ve been reading a lot of books I used to love at those ages.
I delightfully worked my way through almost all the Tamora Pierce that the local library has to offer before getting distracted by the discovery of John Green. I can highly recommend both An Abundance of Katherines and Paper Towns and I can’t wait to read the rest of his books.
Returning to pre-teen fiction I sought out Emily Rodda and picked up Rowan of Rin. I found all the names and places thrown at me confusing to begin with but once I got into it I liked it just as much as I always had before. It makes me wonder whether those things bothered me when I was ten or if it’s only since I’ve got old.
The last author on my recently read list is Neil Gaiman, whose work I first discovered through the incredible Good Omens. I really liked the movie Coraline and was pleased to discover a book which was still brilliant and yet did not leave me retrospectively disappointed with the movie. I also read Odd and the Frost Giants which was nice but couldn’t quite compare to Coraline or The Graveyard Book (another book of Neil Gaiman’s I read a while ago).
Have I learnt anything? I still enjoy the books I used to when I was eleven.
Have I learnt anything more? I’m not sure, perhaps a reminder that adventures are more important than introspection.
My favourite? I think The Graveyard Book may be my favourite but First Test by Tamora Pierce comes a close second.
Still left to read: Some Saddle Club and Teen Power Inc.