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The day after they moved in Coraline went exploringIn Coraline's family's new flat are twenty one windows and fourteen doors Thirteen of the doors open and close The fourteenth is locked and on the other side is only a brick wall until the day Coraline unlocks the door to find a passage to another flat in another house just like her own Only it's different At first things seem marvelous in the other flat The food is better The toy box is filled with wind up angels that flutter around the bedroom books whose pictures writhe and crawl and shimmer little dinosaur skulls that chatter their teeth But there's another mother and another father and they want Coraline to stay with them and be their little girl They want to change her and never let her go Other children are trapped there as well lost souls behind the mirrors Coraline is their only hope of rescue She will have to fight with all her wits and all the tools she can find if she is to save the lost children her ordinary life and herself Critically acclaimed and award winning author Neil Gaiman will delight readers with his first novel for all ages


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    I've read this book many different times in many different ways I read it off the page when it first came out Later I listened to Gaiman's narration of the audiobook when I was sequestered in the north woods of Wisconsin in a desperate attempt to finish book two I watched the movie and enjoyed it My most recent experience of the book was listening to it with my little boy on a long car ride I wasn't sure he'd be able to get into it Not because of the vocabulary He's very sharp for being 45 He's good with words But sometimes he gets a little scared Despite my worries he seemed to enjoy it He paid attention attention asking for us to turn it back on after we stopped by the side of the road A day later he excitedly told me all about the story apparently forgetting I'd been in the car too All of that was months ago Fast forward to now Dad Oot said Do you know the guy who wrote Coraline?The question caught me by surprise The two of us were driving to a party together a friend was having a bonfire and I was amazed that he was thinking about anything other than ssI do I said His name is Neil Gaiman Do you have his phone number? he askedNo I saidDo you know where he lives?I do I saidAre you his friend?That brought me up short For Oot that's a simple question If you meet someone and play with them they're you're friend Easy For adults these things are harder And it's doubly hard for me these days My life has changed so much over the last five years and my previously established metric for friendship doesn't work very well any You see for the majority of my life a friend was someone who would say help me move a couch Someone you could bum 10 dollars off of if you needed to A friend was someone who felt comfortable enough to come over to my house without calling first Then if I wasn't home they would let themselves in eat out of my fridge and start watching TV While I'm terribly fond of him Neil Gaiman has never done any of these things Then again neither have any of the other authors I've met over the last few years I'm painfully aware of the need for new friendship metrics but I haven't managed to develop a good set yetThat won't make any sense to my boy but still I try to be honest with him whenever I can I don't know if we're friends I say But we're colleaguesWhat's a colleagues? he asks right on cue That means we know each other and do the same job I explain Oh yes he says You're both authors It makes me proud when he says that I'm proud that my boy knows I write books Do you know his address? Oot asks and it takes me a while to realize that he's returning to his previous line of questioning I do I said not bothering to point out that knowing where someone lives and knowing their address is pretty much the same thingCan you send him a letter? I could I say Oot pauses for a moment then and I realize that this has been the point of the whole conversation He wants to send Neil Gaiman a message What would you like me to write to him? I ask You should tell him he sure knows how to write a scary story So there you go You don't really need me to tell you how I feel about one of Gaiman's books at this point You know I love his writing Instead I'm offering up my boy's unvarnished opinion Did he think the story was scary? Absolutely But he still wanted us to turn it back on as soon as we were back in the car What's he was still thinking about Coraline months later And it was the first book where he's ever shown any interest in contacting the author So Bravo Neil Gaiman You've managed to win over two generations of the Rothfuss household