God, I wish someone had told me about this book when it first came out. It's magic and starlight and unicorns and rainbows.
But what it is more than anything else is Narnia if Susan was allowed to enjoy lipstick and make out with boys and be a human flamethrower that can fucking roast monsters to death in a matter of seconds.
And, holy shit,that is a good idea.
The plot is best described as "Feminist Jewish Narnia With A Bit Of Hogworts Thrown In."
A kid is growing up in Florida. His grandfather (who, um, bares a narrative resemblence to a certain old man in Narnia tales) tells him stories about having had to fight and escape from monsters in Poland in the late 30s and going to a magical land.
His sons assume the monsters were Nazis and the magical land was Wales.
They are incorrect which is something the boy fairly quickly figures out after dealing with a clothes locker in an old home.
All of this is told though a mixture of text and old photos.
Will there be battles? What do you think?
The whimsy is strong in this one and beautiful. The world building is amazing. The characters are great.
And, most importantly, we get the version of Susan we've always wanted in a girl who is a wonderfully romantic superheroine.
I cannot say enough how much I love this book.
What I will say is that when I was reading it and saw this image I cried in a good way.