On Fridays, Freda’s Voice holds The Friday 56, a weekly booking meme. Essentially, you just grab a book, turn to page 56, post a sentence or a few sentences, and then join the link-up.
I’ve been reading the Dorothy Must Die series, and despite having read the novel and being in the midst of a prequel novella now, I’m just not sure how I feel about them. Part of it is the icky feeling I get from Full Fathom Five, the controversial fiction-factory that James Frey started in 2010.
But the story also has its issues. It bears the mark of something well-conceived, but it’s too hastily put together, especially the prequels, which have some confusing anachronisms and voice issues. Dorothy sounds incredibly modern, and she knows about things that she shouldn’t if, as the story indicates, it’s only been 2 years since she returned home from Oz.
But it is a sort of thrill anyway, to see wicked, drunk Dorothy and the ways that their gifts have warped the Scarecrow, Lion, and Tin Man.
A bit from No Place Like Oz:
I must try to control my temper, I chided myself. If I wanted my aunt and uncle to see things my way, it wouldn’t do to make them angry.
The Scarecrow shot me a curious sidelong glance but otherwise ignored my outburst. “It’s true that I’ve been blessed with an excess of the finest brains known to man or beast, Munchkin, witch, or wizard,” he said, tapping his head with a stuffed glove. “But I’m sad to say that traveling between Oz and the outside world is no simple feat.”