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An assortment of fine drawings

Luke, 11, sent in these excellent drawings. Oood is fantastic, and I would like to draw (ha) your attention to Mother Mungry's tail-hand, Rudric's braided beard, and Oskar's tattoos. Thanks, Luke! Very nice details.image


This week: Madame Sidler will be reading chapters 6-11 of On the Edge of the Dark Sea of Darkness. Check back on Friday for an excerpt, and to share what you’ve been reading!

Is this the end?

Citizens of Aerwiar: Many of you want to know whether there will be more books in the Wingfeather Saga. The good news is that no good Story ever ends. The best stories go on and on, each chapter better than the last, in our minds and our hearts if not on the page. But it's hard to put down the last book in a beloved series and know it is the last. Here, Andrew explains why he chose to end the series the way he did.

A review most remarvelant

Behold! An excellently entertaining review of On the Edge of the Dark Sea of Darkness. Thanks, Kimberlee!An excerpt: "On the Edge of the Dark Sea of Darkness is similar to The Lord of the Rings, except that there are no hobbits or dwarves or elves or wizards or trolls or eagles or mines or perilous journeys in foreign lands or magic rings. But other than that, they’re pretty much the same. Well, except that On the Edge of the Dark Sea of Darkness has humanoid lizards, toothy cows, a lost island, and mysterious jewels, and The Lord of the Rings doesn’t. But other than that, they’re really quite similar. Almost identical, in fact."To read the rest of the review, just click!

My Love Has Gone Across the Sea

Here's Andrew and his own Song Maiden, Skye, accompanied by Bethany Bordeaux, singing "My Love Has Gone Across the Sea" from The Monster in the Hollows. This song pictures a woman whose true love has gone on a long voyage. She waits, and waits, and eventually decides to do more than wait. She will search out her love, whatever the cost. Scroll down for the lyrics.My love has gone across the seaTo find a country far and fairHe sailed into the gilded westAnd lo, my heart will never restUntil my love returns to meOr I set out to find him there.Come home, come home! I sing to theeMy love, come home and rest thy headI’ll watch for you the winter longAnd sing for you a summer songAnd if you can’t return to meThen I will sail to you insteadThrough tow’ring wave and shriek of galeI’ll aim my vessel ever westAnd steer it by the cord that boundMy heart to yours, until you’re foundAnd should you find my body paleAnd wrecked upon the loamy shaleRejoice, my love, and call me blessed!In death, my love, I loved you best