The Wingfeather Saga
By Andrew Peterson
I read a lot. A lot. And I read a wide range of different genres and stories. I do ARCs. I do Beta Reading. I read a lot.
There is something about a well written fantasy story that grabs me in a way nothing else does. I’m not sure what it is. Maybe some strange mix of nostalgia, not being able to keep my feet on the ground, and being a Christian, which should tell you that I believe in the True and Great Story. I believe in prophecy, a coming King who has come, miracles, angels, heroes, life after death, fulfilment, and resurrection, all of which are rehashed in so many ways in Fantasy Stories. My favorites are Lord of the Rings, Harry Potter, Watership Down and now…The Wingfeather Saga.
I am at a loss for words to describe this series. I could tell you that I laughed and cried, but that wouldn’t tell you about the clever humor Peterson wove through his series from start to finish. It wouldn’t tell you about the beautiful and painful moments where longings were fulfilled, but only at the loss of something dear. (I couldn’t even write that sentence without choking up as I recalled scene after scene.)
I could tell you it had characters I loved, but that wouldn’t tell you how much Podo, that pirate grandpa, meant to me. Or about Peet the Sockman who was my favorite character, or about brave Sarah who maybe one of the greatest female characters I’ve ever had the joy of adventuring with.
I could tell you it is well written, but that would fail to describe the beautiful word choice with which great longing, pain, sorrow, joy, forgiveness, light, dark, music, and stories were lovingly held out to the reader.
Much like Harry Potter, the story starts out easy. It is just three siblings with their dog getting into trouble, but the action escalates. Innocence is destroyed, and the Igby children find themselves in a new world of legend, mystery, and danger. As the story continues, things get darker and darker and yet, like all well written fantasy, the darker they get the brighter light shines.
I highly recommend this book to readers of all ages. Your children will love it, be they boys or girls, and if you’re one of those people, like me, who still curls up with Harry Potter, who still longs to see the elves with Sam, who still dreams of visiting Watership Down, read the Wingfeather Saga.
It’s like coming home.
Rated: PG: action, adventure, suffering, war