Once a King or Queen in Narnia…
I have been counting down the days to the release of The Lost Princess of Story on various social media (Facebook, Twitter, Instagram) with Book a Day posts.
Every day I pay homage to a book that shaped me. As a reader, as a writer, or shaped my life in countless ways.
Having visited Narnia, we are forever changed. Once a King or Queen in Narnia, always a King or Queen in Narnia.
In The Lost Princess of Story, almost-twelve-year-old Lilla loves reading so much that she is sure she hears her books calling to her. She is sure she can somehow get into the books, so sure that she almost knocks herself out cold running headfirst into a promising-looking wardrobe in a dusty corner of the AS-IS section of Brooklyn’s Red Hook IKEA.
Remember when books seemed that real? Remember when you beloved in something that strongly? Lilla believes in books and magic.
She does not know that Doors are real, and that she will find one. Soon.
I know the publisher re-ordered the Narnia series, but to me The Lion, the Witch, and the Wardrobe will always be book one. To me, this is where it all begins. A Door.
A Door in an empty room, a Door in a wardrobe that leads to a snowy wood and a lamp post.
I read this is first grade, somewhere between the ages of four and six. (I read early and often.) And I have been checking every wardrobe, ever since.
What books have lived with you ever since you read them? What books are worth re-reading, over and over again as the years go by? What new discoveries do you find when you return to the books you loved in childhood?
The light is always lit, still waiting for us in Lantern Waste. Once a King or Queen in Narnia, always a King or Queen in Narnia.
What is waiting for you?
Your Fairy Bookmother,
Suzanne
