|“It is not quite right to call T.M. Camp’s work fiction. It is a literature of its own, resting somewhere between poetry and mythology. “The Cradle” is a book to be read and reread, to be sipped like aged wine or gulped like bathtub moonshine. This is a wise, tender book, the literary equivalent of seeing an old friend, which, given the familiar characters, is quite accurate indeed.”
— Wes Covey, The Contrarian Media
At long last, fans of Assam & Darjeeling can read the next chapter in the story of everyone’s favorite little girl lost, Jee.
(And if you haven’t read Assam & Darjeeling yet, then be advised: Here there be spoilers.)
At the close of Assam & Darjeeling readers were given a brief glimpse of Jee as she approached the Winter Palace. But the path that leads her there is long and twisted, with many other stories to tell along the way. The Cradle is the first of these.
Jee is enjoying the new freedom that comes with being an exile from the land of the living. But she soon discovers that freedom has its share of discomforts and dangers. Caught in a torrential downpour, she is taken in by a kindly old couple who, it turns out, have story of their own to tell. And Jee discovers yet again that things in the Underworld are not always what they seem.
The Cradle begins a new cycle of stories about a little girl looking for a place that she can, at last, call home.
I wrote a little something about bedtime stories for my friend Jeff Hite’s website. Here’s how it begins…
A few nights ago I was sitting with my daughter Sophie, looking through A Children’s Treasury of Mythology. She’s three years old and one of her favorite things is to go through the book and name the various gods and mortals and monsters in Margaret Evans Price excellent illustrations from 1924.
It is a point of pride for my wife and me that our daughter can recognize the Gods by sight.