As you know, Richie Partington has one of the best sites for first class reviews of YA titles. I really liked what he did with the sequel to Avi's Newberry winner, "Crispin: The Cross of Lead" and since some of us chatted about historical fiction last night, I thought I'd share what Richie says:
Richie's Picks: CRISPIN: AT THE EDGE OF THE WORLD by Avi, Hyperion, September 2006, ISBN: 0-7868-5152-X
"I wonder who they are
The men who really run this land
And I wonder why they run it
With such a thoughtless hand"
--David Crosby, "What are Their Names?"
"What kind of men -- I wondered -- were these that killed by day, drank by night, but prayed each morning?"
(from CRISPIN: AT THE EDGE OF THE WORLD)
If you have yet to read CRISPIN: THE CROSS OF LEAD, then I urge you to stop reading this review of the second book (in what will hopefully become a CRISPIN trilogy), and proceed immediately to your library or bookstore for a copy of the first book. You can see what I wrote in March 2002 about the first CRISPIN book, including my desire back then for a sequel, at: http://www.richiespicks.com/users/stories/picks/crispin_the_cross_of_lead.html.
And if you have already read CRISPIN: THE CROSS OF LEAD, you are in for a wonderful surprise: the second CRISPIN book is even more powerful and moving than the first.
In fact, Avi could have chosen to write a safe and forgettable sequel to his 2003 Newbery Medal-winner, CRISPIN: THE CROSS OF LEAD. Regardless of such a sequel's significance, or lack thereof, school and public librarians everywhere would add to their collections an author's follow-up to a Newbery Medal-winning tale.
But rather than taking that path of least resistance, Avi has, instead, crafted a breathtaking and oft-brutal medieval adventure story that is underlain with some subtle-yet-biting satire. The result is a sequel that could well stand on its own as the most exciting and thought-provoking book of Avi's long and celebrated career.
"It was a June morning when Bear and I passed beyond Great Wexly's walls and left the crowded and treacherous city behind. The June sun was warm, the sky above as blue as my Blessed Lady's spotless robe; our triumphant sense of liberty kept me giddy with joy. Hardly able to contain myself, I more than once cried out, 'My name is Crispin!' for all the world to hear."
GREAT FIRST PARAGRAPH FOR ENGAGING MIDDLE LEVEL READERS. KES
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