Showing posts with label Cathryn Constable. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Cathryn Constable. Show all posts
Friday, 16 November 2012
The Feral Child, by Che Golden
The combination of the cover and the title of this new children’s book immediately grabbed my attention: “A stolen child. An ancient evil. The quest of a lifetime,” reads the tag line. What more does a girl need?
Faeries, elves, and especially the idea of the changeling - whereby a human child is stolen away by the faeries and replaced with one of their own - have long since fascinated me, and the recent success of Amanda Hocking’s ‘Switched’ series suggests I’m not the only one. In The Feral Child we have a version for younger readers that incorporates all the standard adventure elements of a good children’s book: unhappy orphan embarks on risk-taking quest to rescue the one friend she has, successfully thwarting various challenges along the way, and ultimately finding her way, or her place, in the world*. And then, thrown in for good measure, there is also the faerie land, dryads, an evil queen, an ice castle, and some turncoat talking wolves. Its a bit like a cross between Tolkien’s Middle Earth and C.S. Lewis’s Narnia. It also fills a similar niche to Cathryn Constable’s The Wolf Princess, which I recently reviewed on this same blog.
Meet Maddy. She lives with her grandparents in the Irish town of Blarney. Her grandfather spends much of his time telling her ‘absurd’ faerie tales about Tir na n'Og, the Land of Eternal Youth, where the faeries live; her grandmother just wants her to be happy, but her cousin is a bully, and so, apparently, is her aunt. But then she meets a strange boy, John, who tries to kidnap her; when she escapes, he follows, taunting her through her window at night, and ultimately stealing away Stephen, the little boy who lives next door. But John is not just any boy: he is Sean Rua, a faerie famous for luring mortal children into the Faerie realm, and Maddy, like her Grandad, has the Sight, meaning she can see him for what he really he is. When her Grandad refuses to go in search of the lost Stephen, Maddy decides the only way is to enter the Faerie realm and rescue him herself.
Che Golden, who hails from the very same town as Maddy, has presumably constructed her book around the stories and myths of Tir na nOg and its occupants that she herself was told as a child, myths that have been passed through time, written and published around the world. The idea that many of these tales originate around the town of Blarney brings to mind the saying, ‘a load of old Blarney,’ used to refer to ‘rubbish’ or lies, perhaps because of the faerie tales and the modern assumption that they’re untrue? But I can’t help wonder whether there is an element of truth in them somewhere - as there surely are in most mythologies - and so applaud Golden for trying to bring these stories a little more to life.
The Feral Child starts off exceedingly well. The beginning is incredibly creepy, to the point where I - thirty two years old - actually considered sleeping with the light on. Overall, its a good little book, with much that children (particularly girls) of this age (8-12) will enjoy, and be gripped by. I, however, didn’t feel it really lived up to its potential, or its auspiscous beginning, predominantly because parts of the background story were quite confused and difficult to follow, and because of what I felt was some slightly dodgy characterisation.
For instance, when Maddy first enters Faerie, she learns that the ruling race are the Tuatha de Dannan, spiteful and power-hungry faeries, immersed in some sort of civil war to determine who rules overall. Yet, a short while later we discover that the land is currently under the grip of the Winter Queen who is in fact not Tuatha de Dannan but an Elf named Liadan. Liadan, being an Elf, is not strong enough to bear the weight of the Winter crown; it has changed her, creating an ugly being both inside and out. To me, this made her a sympathetic character, somebody who is burdened and in need of help, and so I thought that - ultimately - Maddy’s role would be to save her from herself, and thus also save the kingdom. This idea was cemented by the Fionn, a dryad who, at the risk of her own life, offers to help Maddy in her quest because she wants the grip of the Winter Queen to be lessened, and believes Maddy is the one destined to do so. This, though, is not the ending that Golden chooses. Not only was this disappointing and not entirely satisfactory, but so was the fact that I didn’t really understand the ending Golden did choose.
In addition to this, not only are Maddy’s companions rather two-dimensional, Maddy herself is at times questionable. For starters, she often uses turns of phrase that I felt were too adult for her. Then there is the part where half way through her journey she is made out to be suicidal. This is not explicitly written, but it is implied. In terms of characterisation, though I understand that she was unhappy and troubled, I thought suicidal was a bit of a leap. And then there is Fionn. After helping Maddy to a certain destination, Fionn tries to leave, explaining that she needs to return home, but Maddy and her friends talk her around, convincing her to stay. This is clearly done for their own selfish reasons which fail to take into account Fionn’s situation. Ultimately, this results in Fionn being caught by Liadan’s second in command, and told to go home and await her punishment, which is implied as likely to be rather brutal. And this is the last we hear of her. Not only does Maddy never mention Fionn again, but she shows little sign of remorse in being responsible for this innocent’s sufferings, even after having talked her into helping them further. Really, shouldn’t Maddy have done more to save Fionn?
And the title? Well, at the end its revealed that the feral child is Maddy herself, though I’m not really sure why. I think it’s a poor choice of title compared to the engaging image on the cover (a faerie), and the fact that much of the story is centred around faerie mythology - something that captures the adventure and the sights and sounds of Tir na nOg would be more catching and tie in stronger with the storyline.
Despite of all these reservations, it should be remembered that I am an adult and that most children who read The Feral Child are not going to be entering the experience with a critical mind. They will enjoy the idea and the adventure, the ice queen and the drama - that is, as long as any parents out there don’t mind their child reading the morally out-of-tune episode with Fionn. Ultimately, while there is an essence of Narnia in the book’s construction, it lacks the rounded outcome.
* Actually, thinking about it from a writer’s perspective, Che Golden has surely read Joseph Campbell’s Hero with a Thousand Faces, which is a standard storywriting text, outlining all the key elements that classic myths and tales tend to follow.
Thursday, 26 July 2012
The Wolf Princess, by Cathryn Constable

The girls aren’t quite sure what make of the Princess, who is by turns beautiful and warm, then cold, distant, and raging. But who is the Princess really? Why is the Palace so run down? And why does she seem to have such a particular interest in a scrappy little orphan like Sophie?
The Wolf Princess invokes the perfect feeling from page one, a feeling that ties in just right with the cover artwork. It opens with a dream that turns out, later on, to be rather important , and just lovely writing. Styled in quite a traditional way, with three friends - the smart one, the beautiful one, and the one stuck in the middle - an enemy, a turncoat, a twist, a mystery to be solved, and a life-or-death showdown. It could be said that this is not especially original, but its a format that works so well it simply can’t be argued with. With elements of fairytale and packed full of adventure, The Wolf Princess ticks all the right boxes for 9-12 year-old fiction. In places it reminded me of my favourites, Eva Ibbotson, and Frances Hodgson Burnett’s The Secret Garden, and it has a magical feeling that no ten year old could fail to fall in love with.
From the moment the girls first meet her, the Princess is presented as an enigma, so beautiful that Sophie can barely remove her eyes, yet Cathryn Constable, right from the outset, drops in quiet hints that all is not quite as it might seem. This is perfect plotting - when things start to take a new direction, it’s not out of character or a shock to the system. As an experienced adult reader, I did find this very easy to suss out, and thus very predictable, but I’m sure that a younger reader would find it pitched at just the right level. Additionally, I felt that there were a handful of plot-holes - of conveniences, as it were - particularly toward the end of the book. Aside from being questionable, this gave me the impression that Constable rushed the ending a tad, without necessarily thinking through the small print.
My two main niggles are, firstly, exactly how the Princess located Sophie in the first place. If Sophie’s family knew nothing of her heritage, how on earth did the Princess work it out?
And secondly, I love the idea of the ‘Wolf’ Princess, the Palace with all of it’s wolfy references, and the wolves themselves. But, as the story tells us, if the last Princess was the first one to tame a wolf, why exactly is the palace, which is hundreds of years old, full of these references? Given this, it would have been much more effective to have made the whole line of Volkonskys wolf tamers. However, this said, if I was ten again and reading it, if I even noticed these quibbles, I doubt they would detract from my enjoyment and appreciation of the story.
Overall, The Wolf Princess is a well crafted story in a traditional and magical vein. The descriptions and the action scenes are vivid: as I read I could picture the events movie-style and was itching to get to the Winter Palace myself. It will make perfect autumn reading for dreamy youngsters.
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