I listened to this one as an audiobook, which was particularly fun, because Lynn Redgrave read it aloud, and her fancy, old lady British voice was so wonderful it practically put a good taste in my mouth.
Inkheart (which was also turned into a movie with Brendan Fraser that wasn’t supposed to be very good, which makes sense, because as much as much as I love Brendan Fraser, he would be terrible in the lead role of Mo and my god I’ve got an issue with run-ons today) is about a 12 year old girl named Meggie. One day, a man named Dustfinger shows up looking for her father, and then her whole world kind of blows up. If you don’t know what the book is about, I suggest reading it without spoiling ANYTHING for yourself, because even the little blurb on the back kind of gives away too much.
Very basically, it is a fantasy story that would appeal highly to anyone who loves books and stories and fairytales and plucky little girls. It’s young adult fiction, but I enjoyed it nonetheless and maybe you would, too! The writing is wonderful and the author’s deep love for fiction is apparent. Goodreads says she wrote a few sequels, but I feel like the first book stood wonderfully on its own.
“There was another reason [she] took her books whenever they went away. They were her home when she was somewhere strange. They were familiar voices, friends that never quarreled with her, clever, powerful friends — daring and knowledgeable, tried and tested adventurers who had traveled far and wide. Her books cheered her up when she was sad and kept her from being bored.”