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Excerpts from my Postcards from La-La Land combo review of Snyder's The Changeling and Janet Taylor Lisle's Afternoon of the Elves:
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Back when I wrote my first Nostalgic Review, I mentioned that Zilpha Keatley Snyder’s The Changeling had a similar story line [as Janet Taylor Lisle's Afternoon of the Elves]. I used to think Snyder’s story was a re-interpretation of Lisle’s, but in fact it’s the other way around, since The Changeling was published in 1970. Not that Lisle was necessarily conscious of the similarities — she describes her inspiration coming from an actual little village a neighbor’s daughter made in her yard — but just reading the jacket summary set the wild echoes flying* for me.
…. I like that neither story tells you absolutely, definitively whether the hints of magic are real or imagined, whether Ivy and Sara-Kate are truly who they say they are, whether these books can be considered fantasies or not. The reader has to decide for her- or himself.
The biggest difference between the two stories is the final tone. Afternoon of the Elves feels much more bittersweet, whereas The Changeling has a more hopeful feeling in the end. I’d forgotten that about Lisle’s story — it’s been over ten years since I last read it. The saddest thing (no spoilers, I promise) is how people talk about Sara-Kate, how they blame her both for being too strong and for being too vulnerable. She’s independent, so she must be conniving and cruel. And yet how can someone so strong be such a failure in other senses? How can she not have asked for help? It’s as though they forget she’s only eleven.
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* Tennyson, "The Splendor Falls"
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Back when I wrote my first Nostalgic Review, I mentioned that Zilpha Keatley Snyder’s The Changeling had a similar story line [as Janet Taylor Lisle's Afternoon of the Elves]. I used to think Snyder’s story was a re-interpretation of Lisle’s, but in fact it’s the other way around, since The Changeling was published in 1970. Not that Lisle was necessarily conscious of the similarities — she describes her inspiration coming from an actual little village a neighbor’s daughter made in her yard — but just reading the jacket summary set the wild echoes flying* for me.
…. I like that neither story tells you absolutely, definitively whether the hints of magic are real or imagined, whether Ivy and Sara-Kate are truly who they say they are, whether these books can be considered fantasies or not. The reader has to decide for her- or himself.
The biggest difference between the two stories is the final tone. Afternoon of the Elves feels much more bittersweet, whereas The Changeling has a more hopeful feeling in the end. I’d forgotten that about Lisle’s story — it’s been over ten years since I last read it. The saddest thing (no spoilers, I promise) is how people talk about Sara-Kate, how they blame her both for being too strong and for being too vulnerable. She’s independent, so she must be conniving and cruel. And yet how can someone so strong be such a failure in other senses? How can she not have asked for help? It’s as though they forget she’s only eleven.
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* Tennyson, "The Splendor Falls"