I changed the subject for this post from ‘book review’ to ‘thoughts’, because I won’t be reviewing the book as such in this post. I will be talking about other things, peculiar and normal, that went through my head when I read the first book from Miss Peregrine’s series. For those who don’t want to read about my ramble, in short, I loved the first book and the author’s ingenious style of creating the stories from real pictures. I had bought the entire series, along with the recently released Map of Days, and intend to finish reading all the books this year, and watch the only movie adaptation that was released too.
So here’s a funny and peculiar thing that I noticed while reading this book. The mood that I am in lately, my favorite song to listen to, a song that I’m relating to these days a lot, is ‘What’s Up’ by 4 Non Blondes. If you haven’t heard the song, you can check it out here. There is a line in the song, where they sing, “and I, I’m feeling a little peculiar“, and I startled because I was feeling peculiar, while reading a book on peculiar children! The strangeness doesn’t end just there. Last weekend, my husband bought me a new bottle of Gin to drink. And you won’t believe what was written at the bottom of the bottle. Here’s a picture, and it made me startle and laugh! (Clue: Look under the tiger’s legs, at the fine print :D)
What would you call all this? Magical? Peculiar? Spooky? Strange? Funny? – Whatever it was, it made me laugh and wonder at the same time.
The story in the book was quite straightforward. I had guessed along the first quarter of the book who the bad guy was. But I don’t think that was the point of Ransom Rigg’s story. He wrote a fictional story based on real life spooky pictures of children, that he salvaged and collected. What a novel and brilliant concept, I kept thinking. Some of these pictures really had me spooked, I must say.
There was also this theme about children having to constantly fight monsters – whether they are human monsters such as the Nazis or fictional monsters such as the Hollowgasts or the Wights. I know this book is categorized under Young Adult Fantasy genre, but lately, I’ve been thinking, we shouldn’t have a genre called YA Fantasy. Why? Well, because I’m 36, have a family and a stable job, and yet I relate to the questions these teenagers have about themselves, who they are, what they want from life, about finding and defining love, all the same! In fact, I have started to love the YA genre – be it fantasy or contemporary. Why is that adults get boxed into stereotypical roles and stories, as part of adult fiction? Why are adults never confused, or why don’t 40 year olds ever get into an adventure, or discover a magical land, or find love or find themselves, I thought.
While I was reading this book, I also wondered, aren’t we all peculiar one way or the other? Maybe it isn’t something magical, but all of us have some powers, and all of us have dark, spooky thoughts and secrets going on in our heads. Sometimes we feel the world is out to get us, and that we need to talk to a therapist. Other times, we fantasize about strange and unnatural things, or conjure up dreams to escape the reality of our lives and world.
I haven’t watched the movie adaptation yet, but that’s next on my list, and I’ll add a short review of the movie adaptation thoughts in a separate post.
Questions to you guys:
Have you read the Miss Peregrine’s series? Did you enjoy it or were completely spooked out by the pictures or both? 😉
Do you agree that adults can enjoy YA too and there should be more of us reading YA? 😀