Okay, can I just start off
by saying that Ransom Riggs is probably one of the most awesome names ever
created. You know a book will be good when the author’s name is something cool
like Ransom Riggs. As a fellow double consonant named person I understand how
important your career choice is, and I highly failed when I became a librarian
as opposed to becoming something more fitting for a double consonanted person
like a news reporter or an author, as Ransom Riggs has done. Author names aside,
if I were to judge a book by its cover (come on you know you do it too), I
would read this book cover to cover in a matter of days, which is funny,
because I did. Just look at that cover, how could you not want to read a book
by Ransom Riggs with a picture of a girl levitating on the front cover.
To the actual book itself, even
if you do not like to read, Mrs.
Peregrine’s Home for Peculiar Children is a great book because it is
peppered throughout by black and white, somewhat disturbing images that Ransom
Rigg’s actually used from collectors. The fact that these pictures are real
makes the pictures even more disturbing. The story to go along with those
pictures doesn’t disappoint. Jacob is the main character, who leads an
extremely ordinary life until something extraordinary happens to him (yeah, it’s
cliché I know, but it’s true). Jacob has listened to the stories from his
grandfather’s childhood all of his life, stories that include a girl who
floats, a boy who is invisible, and an old smoking bird that watches over all
of the peculiar children. As Jacob gets older, he begins to see the ridiculous
fantasies that his grandfather has told him throughout the years as just that,
fantasies. However, once Jacob’s grandfather dies and Jacob is put to the edge
of insanity, he learns that maybe the stories his grandfather told were
actually not that fantastic; maybe those stories were true, and the children
and the bird do exist somewhere. And, maybe it is up to Jacob to save them all.
The book is quirky and suspenseful,
and I’m not going to lie, it may have made me a little scared of the dark, especially
when I am still getting up with a ten week old every three or four hours. Mrs. Peregrine’s Home for Peculiar Children is
just as amazing and entertaining as Ransom Rigg’s name, and even sleepless
nights, an unclean house, and three children couldn’t stop me from reading this
book.
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