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Review:Arthur Spiderwick's Field Guide To The Fantastical World Around You by T. DrTerlizzi & H. Black






Genre: Fantasy, Childrens, Art, Young Adult, 
Format: Hardcover
Juvenille, Picture Books, Magic, Fairies
Number of pages: 142
Synopsis:

It all began with a strange, mysterious correspondence left for authors Tony DiTerlizzi and Holly Black at a small New England bookstore. Written by three siblings, the letter told of their great-great-uncle Arthur Spiderwick and an unfinished tome filled with eyewitness accounts of creatures otherwise thought to be the stuff of legend. In the #1 New York Times bestselling serial the Spiderwick Chronicles, readers were enthralled by the account of the those siblings, Jared, Simon, and Mallory Grace, as they battled dwarves, goblins, elves, and a diabolical ogre in their efforts to hold on to their uncle Spiderwick,s life work. Now, through the combined efforts of the Grace children and authors Tony DiTerlizzi and Holly Black, Simon & Schuster is thrilled to present that work to you!
Beginning with a thoughtful and informative introduction, progressing through six exhaustive sections featuring thirty-one faerie species, and culminating with an addendum that includes observations supplied by Jared Grace, this long-awaited compendium to the worldwide Spiderwick phenomenon delivers enough information to satisfy even the most demanding faerie enthusiast. Not only will readers learn the habits and habitats of the fourteen fantastical creatures featured in the New York Times, USA Today, and Publishers Weekly bestselling chapter books, but they will be delighted and astonished by an additional seventeen creatures. Also included are dozens of snippets from Arthur Spiderwick,s personal journal as well as cameos from a few series favorites.

With so much to offer, this book is destined to be pored over for generations to come!

www.spiderwick.com
Rating: 5+/5



SORRY FOR THE EXTREMLY LONG POST!!! Been wanting to gather some shots i took in a post but never managed to do so until now …
So, here are some wicked pictures from the wicked book: Spiderwick’s Field Guide to the fantastical world around you ~~
ps: the text I included can be found in The Celtic Twilight, by William Butler Yeats, [1893, 1902] - > Enchanted Woods and other chapters ~~

I was really excited when i got this book. Digging deeper into some details i came across some really strange, interesting, frightening stories which,of course, started somewhere in Ireland.

The book has a paper cover with a really nice design which resembles the one in the movie and beneath that you can yet find another awesome cover for the book!


It is structured in 6 chapters in which you can discover many interesting creatures!

“I believe when I am in the mood that all nature is full of people whom we cannot see, and that some of these are ugly or grotesque, and some wicked or foolish, but very many beautiful beyond any one we have ever seen, and that these are not far away when we are walking in pleasant

and quiet places. Even when I was a boy I could never walk in a wood without feeling that at any moment I might find before me somebody or something I had long looked for without knowing what I looked for.”
William Butler Yeats -The Celtic Twilight ( Enchanted Woods )


The illustrations are really beautiful and you tend to look at each of them for many minutes, trying to discover all their secrets.

I don't really know how to express in words how awesome this book is! It's really enchanting and has some beautiful 2 or 3 pages long illustrations from time to time o.o! Be sure to check it out if you're a fan of fantasy, invisible creatures and magic. I'll let you know see a few more pictures and read some quotes from  The Celtic Twillight.

If beauty is not a gateway out of the net we were taken in at our birth, it will not long be beauty, and we will find it better to sit at home by the fire and fatten a lazy body or to run hither and thither in some foolish sport than to look at the finest show that light and shadow ever made among green leaves.
LAST summer, whenever I had finished my day’s work, I used to go wandering in certain roomy woods, and there I would often meet an old countryman, and talk to him about his work and about the woods, and once or twice a friend came with me to whom he would open his heart more readily than to me.


He had spent all his life lopping away the witch elm and the hazel and the privet and the hornbeam from the paths, and had thought much about the natural and supernatural creatures of the wood.
A woman told me of a sight that she and others had seen by a certain deep pool in the river. She said, ‘I came over the stile from the chapel, and others along with me; and a great blast of wind came and two trees were bent and broken and fell into the river, and the splash of water out of it went up to the skies. And those that were with me saw many figures, but myself I only saw one, sitting there by the bank where the trees fell. Dark clothes he had on, and he was headless.’


IN the great cities we see so little of the world, we drift into our minority. In the little towns and villages there are no minorities; people are not numerous enough. You must see the world there, perforce. Every man is himself a class; every hour carries its new challenge. When you pass the inn at the end of the village you leave your favourite whimsy behind you; for you will meet no one who can share it. We listen to eloquent speaking, read books and write them, settle all the affairs of the universe. The dumb village multitudes pass on unchanging; the feel of the spade in the hand is no different for all our talk: good seasons and bad follow each other as of old. The dumb multitudes are no more concerned with us than is the old horse peering through the rusty gate of the village pound. The ancient map-makers wrote across unexplored regions, ‘Here are lions.’ Across the villages of fishermen and turners of the earth, so different are these from us, we can write but one line that is certain, ‘Here are ghosts.’


O star of light and O sun in harvest,
O amber hair, O my share of the world,
Will you come with me upon Sunday
Till we agree together before all the people?


until next time … keep an eye out for brownies. ;D ~~

 
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