Can I help you?This is Madame Sidler, the librarian. Last Monday we announced that we're starting a book club. I hope you're as excited about this as I am! Here's how it'll work.I will be making my way leisurely through The Wingfeather Saga all year long. This works out to about thirty pages, or five chapters, each week. (You're welcome to read at a quicker pace if you'd rather.) Each Friday, I'll post an excerpt from my reading, and invite you to post a quote of your own in the comments.And here's the really thrilling part: We're working on building a cozy place to sit down together and discuss these books as friends. This will take place in our brand-new discussion forum, which we'll unveil next Monday, the 26th. If you have a question for other readers (or Andrew, who will join us from time to time), or if something in the story makes you think or feel or jump up and down, come to the forum!This is going to be a great year. Andrew and I are looking forward to digging into the books with you and seeing a community grow up out of our discussions. Whether this is your first or fiftieth time through the Igibys' story, your thoughts will make the conversation richer. I can't wait to get started!See you next Monday!::disappears::
"Greater than the darkness"
S. Craig Sanders, a student at Southern Baptist Theological Seminary, posted this essay last week. It's a great thinky piece about G.K. Chesterton, World War I, the gospel power of Story, and the Wingfeather Saga."Greater than the darkness": Storytelling and the light of the gospel
Introducing: The Ban Rona Book Club
Can I help you?Welcome to the Great Library of Ban Rona. I’m Madame Sidler, and I’m the librarian here. I’m excited to announce that we’re forming a new book club.If you’d like to read (or re-read) The Wingfeather Saga alongside others, this is the place. Pull up a comfortable chair and help yourself to some tea (don’t spill on the books!). Our hope is that you’ll enjoy experiencing the Igibys’ journey together, get into some good conversations, and make a few friends along the way.The book club officially starts on Monday, January 26. I'll be back with more details next Monday.Meanwhile, if you need me, I'll be around.::vanishes::
Is this the end?
Citizens of Aerwiar: Many of you want to know whether there will be more books in the Wingfeather Saga. The good news is that no good Story ever ends. The best stories go on and on, each chapter better than the last, in our minds and our hearts if not on the page. But it's hard to put down the last book in a beloved series and know it is the last. Here, Andrew explains why he chose to end the series the way he did.
A review most remarvelant
Behold! An excellently entertaining review of On the Edge of the Dark Sea of Darkness. Thanks, Kimberlee!An excerpt: "On the Edge of the Dark Sea of Darkness is similar to The Lord of the Rings, except that there are no hobbits or dwarves or elves or wizards or trolls or eagles or mines or perilous journeys in foreign lands or magic rings. But other than that, they’re pretty much the same. Well, except that On the Edge of the Dark Sea of Darkness has humanoid lizards, toothy cows, a lost island, and mysterious jewels, and The Lord of the Rings doesn’t. But other than that, they’re really quite similar. Almost identical, in fact."To read the rest of the review, just click!
My Love Has Gone Across the Sea
Here's Andrew and his own Song Maiden, Skye, accompanied by Bethany Bordeaux, singing "My Love Has Gone Across the Sea" from The Monster in the Hollows. This song pictures a woman whose true love has gone on a long voyage. She waits, and waits, and eventually decides to do more than wait. She will search out her love, whatever the cost. Scroll down for the lyrics.My love has gone across the seaTo find a country far and fairHe sailed into the gilded westAnd lo, my heart will never restUntil my love returns to meOr I set out to find him there.Come home, come home! I sing to theeMy love, come home and rest thy headI’ll watch for you the winter longAnd sing for you a summer songAnd if you can’t return to meThen I will sail to you insteadThrough tow’ring wave and shriek of galeI’ll aim my vessel ever westAnd steer it by the cord that boundMy heart to yours, until you’re foundAnd should you find my body paleAnd wrecked upon the loamy shaleRejoice, my love, and call me blessed!In death, my love, I loved you best
Andrew's mother is to blame for toothy cows
At last, the horrible truth is revealed.