By Patrick Ness
A #1 ny Times bestseller
An unflinching, darkly humorous, and deeply relocating tale of a boy, his heavily sick mom, and an unforeseen large visitor.
At seven mins previous hour of darkness, thirteen-year-old Conor wakes to discover a monster open air his bed room window. however it is not the monster Conor's been expecting-- he is been awaiting the single from his nightmare, the nightmare he is had approximately each evening for the reason that his mom all started her remedies. The monster in his yard is assorted. it is historic. And wild. And it wishes whatever from Conor. whatever poor and hazardous. It wishes the reality. From the ultimate proposal of award-winning writer Siobhan Dowd-- whose untimely loss of life from melanoma avoided her from writing it herself-- Patrick Ness has spun a haunting and darkly humorous novel of mischief, loss, and monsters either genuine and imagined.
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Extra resources for A Monster Calls: Inspired by an Idea from Siobhan Dowd
The monster looked at him quizzically. How strange, it said. The words you say tell me you are scared of the berries, but your actions seem to suggest otherwise. ” Conor asked. Oh, I have heard of it, the monster said, putting its huge branch hands on its hips. But people usually know better than to speak it to me. ” The monster shook its head, but not in answer to Conor’s question. It is most unusual, it said. Nothing I do seems to make you frightened of me. “You’re just a tree,” Conor said, and there was no other way he could think about it.
But he didn’t go inside either. You felt the truth of it when I said that you had called for me, that you were the reason I had come walking. Did you not? Conor turned round. “But all you want to do is tell me stories,” he said, and he couldn’t keep the disappointment out of his voice, because it was true. He had thought that. He’d hoped that. The monster knelt down so its face was close to Conor’s. Stories of how I toppled enemies, it said. Stories of how I slew dragons. Conor blinked back at the monster’s gaze.
Already taller than Conor’s window, the monster grew wider as it brought itself together, filling out to a powerful shape, one that looked somehow strong, somehow mighty. It stared at Conor the whole time, and he could hear the loud, windy breathing from its mouth. It set its giant hands on either side of his window, lowering its head until its huge eyes filled the frame, holding Conor with its glare. Conor’s house gave a little moan under its weight. And then the monster spoke. Conor O’Malley, it said, a huge gust of warm, compost-smelling breath rushing through Conor’s window, blowing his hair back.
A Monster Calls: Inspired by an Idea from Siobhan Dowd by Patrick Ness