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House of Dolls (Hardcover)
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In a little house from another time, with lace curtains in every window and paintings hung in gold doily frames, Wildflower, Rockstar, and Miss Selene live a warm and cozy life. They wear fancy dresses, bake play-dough cakes, and spend their days enjoying one another's company.
For the three dolls, life is small but good.
But life is not good for Madison Blackberry, the owner of the dollhouse. Her grandmother pays more attention to the dolls than to her. The dolls have one another, but she is lonely in her big, empty apartment.
Then one day, as things always doeven for dollseverything changes.
This beautiful story from the acclaimed team of Francesca Lia Block, author of such novels as Weetzie Bat, and Barbara McClintock, author and illustrator of many picture books, including AdÈle & Simon, brings to life the power of love, family, and friendship.
About the Author
Francesca Lia Block, winner of the prestigious Margaret A. Edwards Award, is the author of Love in the Time of Global Warming and many acclaimed and bestselling books, including Dangerous Angels: The Weetzie Bat Books, Roses and Bones: Myths, Tales, and Secrets, and the adult novel The Elementals. Her work has been translated and published around the world. She lives in Los Angeles with her two children. Learn about her books and writing classes at francescaliablock.com.
I was born in Clinton, New Jersey, and lived there with my parents, my older sister, and our cat, DeeDee. My grandparents lived seven miles from our house and were an important part of my growing up. Our house was modern -- white carpeting, linoleum floors, large picture windows, and the prerequisite Danish modern furniture. My grandparents lived in an eighteenth-century stone farmhouse with Victorian furniture and odd stuff from their travels: Mexican Day of the Dead masks, Kabuki masks, African beaded tablecloths, gaucho spurs from Argentina. They also had a library with deep, comfy chairs. My grandmother had her special floor-to-ceiling bookcase full of her collection of books by women authors. I was drawn to the comfort and charm of my grandparents' home. It caught my imagination and has never let go. My family moved to North Dakota when I was nine, but those early years living near my grandparents in New Jersey had a profound effect on my life and work.
My parents owned a portrait photography studio -- my dad took pictures with his large wooden bellows camera, and my mother colored the black-and-white photos with oil paints, brushes, and Q-tips.
Music was a very important part of family life. On Sundays we listened to everything from Wagner's Ring Cycle to Glenn Miller and Tommy Dorsey to "The Monster Mash." My dad sang along with everything. My mother sewed most of our clothes; she also drew for us, and read to us, and admonished us to get away from the TV and go outside to invent our own world of play.
My earliest memory is of lying on my stomach, a crayon in each hand, drawing large circles. I always loved telling stories with my pictures, or making pictures to accompany the stories I invented. I made my first comic strip when I was four on a scrap of wallpaper. It was a cat sliding down a banister and landing on a hat. My mother wrote the words in the word balloons for me. I loved picture books and comics and animated cartoons. I spent so many hours drawing and writing and making comic books that by the time I was in the second grade I had a prominent callus on my index finger from holding pencils and crayons. I was a daydreamer -- much of my school day involved staring out the window of the classroom. Nothing was as interesting as the characters and dramas and images in my mind. When I was seven, I knew I would be an artist when I grew up -- but what kind of artist? I asked my sister and she replied, "Be a children's book illustrator, of course!" My destiny was set.
Barbara McClintock attended Jamestown College in North Dakota until, at nineteen, she moved to New York City to begin her career as an illustrator and author. She now lives in New Canaan, Connecticut, with her son and her fiance.
“Powerful, haunting, and—just when you don’t think it’s possible—inspiring, too.”
-Booklist (starred review)
“An emotionally resonant surprise.”
“Mesmerizing in its strange romantic intensity.”
-Bulletin of the Center for Children’s Books