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Ricardo Bevilaqua beqjg211bb6f — The Inkheart trilogy could not have continued with a better sequel - Inkspell was not a disappointment to me, but rather a series of twists and turns taking the main characters from their world and transporting them into the Inkworld. The story continues where it left off, but a year later, and Folchart family (and friends) are all living under the same roof and enjoying a contented life of safety. But you have to question the enjoyment - for a family that complained, feared, and wanted to avoid the evil of Inkheart they seem only more obliging to return to its enchantment. Spearheaded by none other than Meggie (the thirteen year old teenager who seems to always get her way, too young to be an adult but too old to be a child), the family tumbles one after the other into another nightmare. Throughout the book, I couldn't help being frustrated with Meggie and her 'act now and say your sorry after' lifestyle. Constantly, she makes hasty decisions in order to not only appease others, but moreso to disguise her own selfish gratification - I want what I want now - and most times it leads down the path of regret. How often have I myself traveled the same path, thinking that my desire to appease in order to receive would make everything work out in the end. And how often was I completely wrong - and had additional consequences to consider. Nevertheless, the charm and innocence, as well as the coming of age of this young heroine prevents you from blaming everything on her. Besides, the author Fenoglio proves to be a better scapegoat than Meggie ever did. I read another reader's review where she discusses her love of the book, despite her distaste in some of the featured concepts. I couldn't agree more with her - our thirteen year old heroine falls in 'love' (in 'lust' is more like it) with another character who seems to be more in love with the idea of following Dustfinger to the end. Farid wants too many things - Meggie (even though she's young and not made from paper and ink) and to protect his beloved mentor, not to mention to distinguish the fiery flames of love and loyalty that Dustfinger feels for his wife Roxane. By the way, did they ever get married? In one part of the book, she talks about her own desire to allow Dustfinger to make an 'honest woman of her', but then they reference each other as the other's spouses. There is something missing here, and it disturbs me that these concepts are in a young adult book. Actually, I found this book on a shelf in the Children's section in the library. I'm an impressionable adult - it concerns me that such adult-like concepts and decisions are in a children's book. Another point of the review that the reader pointed out was the language. It's true - the anger, frustration and even despair felt by the characters is reasonable, but I'm not sure that the language was necessary, especially in a young adult book. I found myself passing over the words, ignoring them, and in turn I lost the emotion of the moment. But, truthfully, I just didn't want to read the words and how Cornelila Funke utilized 'God's' name. It may not bother others, but it bothered me. Otherwise, once again I thought Inkspell was brilliant, and probably even better than the first book, Inkheart. I would have wished for more closure at the end of the book - there were many themes, characters and problems floating around the book that it left me a little disenchanted; however, I know that most of that was done to complete what was already a long book, and also to leave the reader wanting more, and thus, I'm on to Inkdeath, the final installment and conclusion of the Inkheart Trilogy. I'm looking forward to the resolution of the story, but as the author so clearly communicates through her character, Mo, stories really don't have an ending. So, in essence, we'll see what is to be 'resolved' by the author and left up to the imagination of the reader at the end of Inkdeath. There were some very poignant concepts to me that I am sure to forget if I don't add them to this review. #1 The concept of an argument: So typical of teenagers and those living with them is the inability to always see eye-to-eye. This is no different in Inkspell than in real life. But the point that was obvious to me was that, even in the midst of a heated argument, when true crisis or tragedy arises, one quickly dismisses the petiness of the argument. How often do we forget what we were fighting for when their is a presence of something more powerful and threatening. It really makes me question why do we argue, and why must we always be right? Is the battle worth the fight? Or rather, is the fight worth the battle? #2 You must save money, for there will come a day when bills are to be paid but no money is to be made. #3 Respect for the written word: I just love how Mo carefully performs his craft - as book binder/ 'Book Doctor' he shows such respect to the wounded, helpless books that he seeks to preserve. And to him, it more than just preserving a book - it is preserving life, history and part of our legacy, the legacy that acts to tell us our own history and in a sense our own future. #4 When you read, you become deaf and blind to the world. I find it amazing that when I really am engrossed in a book, I can't seem to hear or see reality. That in a sense can be counterproductive and frightening, but also a means by which to temporarily escape from the difficulties. #5 Sometimes acting hastily rather than letting what IS just simply BE, accepting truth and reality, our hasty actions make the situation worse. #6 When Meggie decides to visit the Inkworld, she does exactly what will/has crushed Mo's heart - reading herself into a book. Couldn't she see how it tormented her father to lose her mother? But then again, she must live her own life and suffer its consequences. #7 Saving a wretched story? Fenoglio, in his hurt, despair and disappointment, feels as if his story of magic cannot be saved. How often do we feel sometimes that our lives, our own 'wretched stories' can't be saved? #8 Blood in our veins: When the author describes to royal blood in the veins of the king, I had to question what could be accomplished if we too believed ourselves stronger, more powerful, more capable simply because we had the blood of our ancestry coursing through our veins? Yes, action would still be necessary, but would it be as difficult to keep getting up and trying even when we failed? "Noble blood - for centuries the Adderhead's kin firmly believed that the blood flowing in their veins made them bolder, cleverer, stronger than all who were their subjects." ~Inkspell #9 How quickly we forget the past and want to return to what we thought was the greener grass? When in the moment, we feel trapped and bound to our circumstances. Once freed, it is easier to forget those things that pushed us to free ourselves, and simply return to old ways of life. It takes courage, strength and fortitude to move forward when all we want to do is go backward. "Meggie, take your head out of those books, or soon you won't know the difference between reality and your imagination!" ~Mo Folchart, Inkspell "Isn't it odd how much fatter a book gets when you've read it several times? As if something were left between the pages every time you read it. Feelings, thoughts, sounds, smells... and then, when you look at the book again many years later, you find yourself there, too, a slightly younger self, slightly different, as if the book had preserved you like a pressed flower... both strange and familiar." ~Mo Folchart, Inkspell "The Bluejay was all that Fenoglio would have liked to be in the world he had made: free as a bird, subject to no lord, fearless, noble (sometimes witty, too), a man who robbed from the rich and gave to the poor, and protected the weak from the tyranny of the strong in a world where there was no law to do it..." ~Inkspell "The wrong words. They were true a hundred times over, yet they sounded like a lie. Hadn't he always known it? Words were useless. At times they might sound wonderful, but they let you down the moment you really needed them. You could never find the right words, never, and where would you look for them? The heart is a silent as a fish, however much the tongue tries to give it a voice." ~Inkspell