Take a Peek at the Book-Shelf

Imagine you're Mary Ann, the White Rabbit's housemaid- sneaking peeks at the books he's got upon the shelf. You don't bother with words...it's the pictures that capture your eye. Neglect your dusting! Take one off the shelf, snuggle in his cozy chair, and make your own stories up. The White Rabbit's calling for you but you're lost in another world. He can get his own gloves!

This blog is dedicated to fantasy picture books, magical pockets of paint and ink. You won't find savory intellectual reviews here--only sweet tasty tidbits of what's on my shelf, and the occassional visitor from public and private libraries.

Recommendations, questions, comments (even book reviews) are always welcome!
Showing posts with label Fairytales. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Fairytales. Show all posts

Friday, February 20, 2009

Robert D. San Souci's Nicholas Pipe



"Nicholas chose for an unknown reason to make his home on land, living in a driftwood hut. To his neighbors he seemed unremarkable…to Margaret he was a marvel beyond all others."



"...The boats pitched and rolled as Margaret tied her craft behind and climbed into her father's boat. Each took an oar and rowed desperately. From the gathering dark and churning waves came screeches and the murmur of voices speaking a strange language. 'We are doomed!' groaned Marius. 'Those are the sea folk.'"


"Margaret's heart flooded with joy. 'Why, Nicholas Pipe,' she said gently, 'you sound very much like a man in love.'
'Yes,' he said miserably."





"Our children will be children of land and sea, and Oh! What marvels they will be."

Marianna Mayer's Beauty and the Beast



"Once there was a wealthy merchant who lived with his three daughters and three sons…"



"The beast was dressed in clothes fit for a prince, but his face was that of a wild animal. The terrified merchant could barely look at him without shuddering. Hoping the beast would take pity on him he told his story, ending with Beauty's request for a single rose."



"Beauty thought, "This is the most wonderful room in the palace. Poor beast, with all his wealth and love of beautiful things, he is wretched and lonely. Well, I will try to help him be happy."



"As Beauty spoke, he stirred, and moved his great head. Before beauty's eyes, he began to grow stronger…his beastly appearance began to fade."

Stories Love Pictures