With his family’s killer still at large, Bod is forbidden to enter that world, but as he grows older his curiosity turns to restlessness. His mysterious guardian, Silas, a creature neither alive nor dead, provides Bod’s single window into the living world, rousing myriad wonders and fears. Throughout the tale, we encounter creatures mythological in origin from the sacred – the Lady on the Grey astride her ethereal steed, to the gruesome, a band of ghouls who revel in Plague-pits and dine on long-rotted flesh and watery organs.
If the turn of the season’s left you thirsty for classic Gothic images, masterfully rendered, look no further. Nary a night sky in The Graveyard Book isn’t pierced by a towering church-spire or swirling with mist. But, as with all great children’s books, this story touches wisely and tactfully on vast themes young readers will grow into. Nobody and Silas have a striking conversation about suicide, and one of Bod’s closest friends, Liza Hempstock, was violently persecuted in her lifetime for being a witch.
This is just as much a story about the transition between childhood and adulthood, and all its unpredictable overlaps, as it is about the transition between life and death, with all its unpredictable overlaps. Trick or treat? The Graveyard Book has something for the imps and sweet tooths among us.



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