Inkworld Trilogy

Whoever said adults could not indulge the children within them by reading children fantasy books? I do that pretty often, and I learned more from those children books than adult books.

Last weekend, I managed to finish the Inkworld Trilogy (ebook version, though) and I feel completely sated and refreshed. The child in me was ‘well fed’.

The books… are pretty much like The Neverending story… with huge twists, cha cha and samba.

Book 1 – Inkheart
One cruel night, Meggie’s father reads aloud from a book called INKHEART– and an evil ruler escapes the boundaries of fiction and lands in their living room. Suddenly, Meggie is smack in the middle of the kind of adventure she has only read about in books. Meggie must learn to harness the magic that has conjured this nightmare. For only she can change the course of the story that has changed her life forever. This is INKHEART–a timeless tale about books, about imagination, about life. Dare to read it aloud.

Book 2 – Inkspell
Although a year has passed, not a day goes by without Meggie thinking of Inkheart, the book whose characters came to life – and changed her life forever.

But for Dustfinger, the fire-eater brought into being from words, the need to return to the original tale has become desperate. When he finds a crooked storyteller with the magical ability to read him back, Dustfinger leaves behind his young apprentice Farid and plunges into the medieval inkscape once more.

Distraught, Farid goes in search of Meggie, and before long both are caught inside the book, too. There they meet Inkheart’s author, Fenoglio, now living within his own story. But the tale is much changed, and threatening to evolve in ways none of them would have ever imagined. Will Meggie, Farid, and Fenoglio manage to write the wrongs of a charmed world? Or is their story on the brink of a very bad ending?


Book 3 – Inkdeath

The Adderhead–his immortality bound in a book by Meggie’s father, Mo–has ordered his henchmen to plunder the villages. The peasants’ only defense is a band of outlaws led by the Bluejay–Mo’s fictitious double, whose identity he has reluctantly adopted. But the Book of Immortality is unraveling, and the Adderhead again fears the White Women of Death. To bring the renegade Bluejay back to repair the book, the Adderhead kidnaps all the children in the kingdom, dooming them to slavery in his silver mines unless Mo surrends. First Dustfinger, now Mo: Can anyone save this cursed story?

Now… my say:

I would give the trilogy 5 stars as a whole. I wish the final volume had been tightened a little. The plot threads come together well in this fast paced conclusion of an outstanding fantasy series.

Beware, the books will capture you, and brings you into a world full of surprises.

I must admit, I can never guess what will happen with the plot. It’s turning and twisting and full of life. I only have the pdf version of the trilogy, and since it’s a good read, I think I’m gonna buy it. Anyone wants to read this before buying the hardcopy? Email me at [email protected] or leave a comment here and I’ll send them to you.

Cleffairy: Don’t kill your imaginations, for you will kill the child in you.

18 comments

    • Cleffairy says:

      You wanna read children’s book? I can recommend you a few

      1. Any titles from Roald Dahl (his work is great)
      2. Any titles from Terry Pratchett
      3. The Neverending Story by Micheal Ende
      4. Any titles from Enid Bylton
      5. Hardy Boys… kakakaka

      What writing nor breakthrough? Just let your imagination flows… no matter how silly your writing may sound… just keep going. the only thing that distinguish between a successful writer and an unsuccessful writer is that the successful ones keep going and complete their work. That’s all… not a big secret. LOL. 😀 How are you doing these days in japan? Doing ok?

  1. MRC says:

    LOL i like this : Don’t kill your imaginations for you’ll kill the child in you.. Children’s more creative than adults sometimes

    • Cleffairy says:

      It’s true, you know… we tend to kill our imaginations when we grow up… that’s why our lives became so mundane and not fun… and we do things just to pay the bills instead of looking at the big picture and go for self satisfaction.

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