Rise of the Shadow Stealers Review

Rise of the Shadow Stealers Review

“I would highly recommend Rise of the Shadow Stealers to anyone, young or old.
Scoop and Fletcher are encouraged by their tutors and villagers to go forth and create their own story. This is a positive message which lends itself perfectly to empowering children to be able to make their own life choices. This book will be a positive influence on self-esteem as well as stimulating to the imagination. The main characters are easily understood whilst readers are introduced to a variety of guiding motivations. Another element I found important was that there is a good representation of female role models, making this book accessible to a wide audience. My favourite character was that of Wisdom, who is ever youthful and care-free.”

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The Ghastly Ghost of Girlington and Mr Jane

The Ghastly Ghost of Girlington and Mr Jane

These pieces of macabre are from my first First Story anthology, written by one of the students at Beckfoot Upper Heaton school. The amazing illustrations are by Si Smith.

The Ghastly Ghost of Girlington and Mr Jane
by Ebrahim Daya

Some parts of the forest are better left unexplored. They fester with bitterness and ancient rivalries that spread like fungus on fallen logs. Take the Ghastly Ghost of Girlington…
The Ghastly Ghost of Girlington was a horrible man. He wore a thick cloak, leather trousers, a small top hat, and had a sinister smile. He was the Lord of Girlington in the 1800s, but his throat was slit by his servants. Nowadays, he lives in his grave, day and night just thinking about ways he can kill his servants’ great-great-grandchildren.

Like the Ghastly Ghost of Girlington, Mr Jane is dead, but very much alive. He has no skin, no eyes and no organs. He wears sunglasses and a scarf wrapped around his mouth and nose, but underneath, his skull is shinier than moonlight on a clear night.
Mr Jane is a skeleton. But he is no ordinary skeleton. He is one of the Guardians of the Charm. He was a nice man, but a man with secrets.
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Memory and Childhood

Memory and Childhood

I’ve been enjoying reading Philip Pullman’s The Secret Commonwealth. This extract made me think about memory and childhood, two themes I’ve been working with in my own writing.

‘The first thing I remember is when I was taken to Jordan for the first time. I don’t know how old I was – probably just a baby. I was being carried by a big man. It was midnight and stormy with lightning and thunder and pouring rain. He was on a horse and I was wrapped up inside his cloak. Then he was banging on a door with a pistol, and the door opened and it was all warm and light inside, and then he handed me over to someone else and I think he kissed me and got on his horse and rode away. He was probably my father.’ Miriam was very impressed.
In truth, Lyra wasn’t sure about the horse, but she liked it.

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An extract from the Firebird Chronicles

An extract from the Firebird Chronicles

Around the Black Horizon, the ocean sparkled with a million points of light. It was the most beautiful thing Mr Snooze had ever seen. The hubbub behind him muffled. He stared across the water, unsure where the ocean ended and the star-strewn sky began. All around, flecks glinted green and blue, violet and amber. The sea was shining. Mr Snooze could see the depth of the water, plunging down, the aurora stretching, deep as a mountain beneath him. Unable to cope with the sight, he looked up. Above, the sky exploded with starlight. Mr Snooze was overwhelmed with a sense of his own smallness. The ship he trusted was just a speck on a vast ocean, this moment just surf on a boundless wave, rolling through the universe.

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