The Restless Dead

The Restless Dead

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by Deborah Noyes
     
 

Ten extraordinary authors spin hair-raising original tales collected by the anthologist of GOTHIC!

With scary stories by: M. T. Anderson, Holly Black, Libba Bray, Herbie Brennan, Nancy Etchemendy, Annette Curtis Klause, Kelly Link, Deborah Noyes, Marcus Sedgwick, and Chris Wooding

Enter the murky world of the undead. From a beyond-the-grave stalker

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Overview

Ten extraordinary authors spin hair-raising original tales collected by the anthologist of GOTHIC!

With scary stories by: M. T. Anderson, Holly Black, Libba Bray, Herbie Brennan, Nancy Etchemendy, Annette Curtis Klause, Kelly Link, Deborah Noyes, Marcus Sedgwick, and Chris Wooding

Enter the murky world of the undead. From a beyond-the-grave stalker to prankster devil worshippers, from a childish ghost of the future to a vampire lover with bloody ties to the past, the characters in these ten original stories will send shivers down your spine. Why do we fear the undead? Find out in this spooky companion volume to GOTHIC! TEN ORIGINAL DARK TAKES, and enjoy another graveyard walk in the company of ten contemporary masters of horror and suspense.

Editorial Reviews

VOYA - Angelica Delgado
Noyes's follow-up to her sinister, short story collection, Gothic! Ten Original Dark Tales (Candlewick, 2004/VOYA August 2004), includes ten new yarns to send shivers up readers' spines. In the tales of her latest supernatural anthology, a forlorn boy poet digs up the wrong dead girlfriend, some teenagers' search for Satanists goes horribly awry, and a family suffers the wrath of an angry poltergeist. Popular authors, including Libba Bray, Chris Wooding, and Holly Black, contribute fiction that ranges from wryly amusing-Kelly Link's The Wrong Grave and Herbie Brennan's The Necromancers-to downright frightful in Wooding's The House and the Locket. The new anthology will not disappoint avid fans of undead creatures and things that go bump in the night. The cover alone, with pale, deathly hands clawing the earth, will draw readers in. Not all of the contributions work as well as others, however. At best, some stories evoke American popular culture's answer to Poe and Le Fanu. At worst, they read like an overwrought Goosebumps novel. Of the ten stories in the volume, Annette Curtis Klause's Kissing Dead Boys, a vampire-slayer tale with a twist, and M. T. Anderson's bare-bones prose and curious vernacular in The Gray Boy's Work shine through. Booktalk this one to budding horror-philes who have outgrown Alvin Schwartz's Scary Stories to Tell in the Dark (HarperCollins, 1981).
Children's Literature - Kathleen Foucart
Readers will be thrilled and chilled by just how far the dead will go to remain among the living in these ten short stories by some of the most popular authors in YA fantasy. From start to finish, these powerful stories are engaging and well-told. "The Wrong Grave" by Kelly Link tells the story of a would-be grave-robber and his fateful error. Chris Wooding's "The House and the Locket" gives a young man a harrowing look at what the future could hold. "Kissing Dead Boys" by Annette Curtis Klause takes on vampires while Marcus Sedgwick's "The Heart of Another" is a haunting remake of Poe's classic "The Tell-Tale Heart." Herbie Brennan's "The Necromancers" is darkly funny, and the end of editor Deborah Noyes' own "No Visible Power" is both surprising and well-foreshadowed. "Bad Things" by Libba Bray might be a bit disturbing to fans of her novels, but is well-written and thrilling. M. T. Anderson's "The Gray Boy's Work" uses fantasy elements in the unlikely period of the American Revolution. "The Poison Eaters" by Holly Black is a chilling tale of familial deceptions, and Nancy Etchemendy's "Honey in the Wound" rounds out the collection with a poignant look at a family facing its breaking point. Taken individually, each story is a fantastic piece of fiction; together, they form a brilliant collection that is not for the faint of heart.
Chris Goering
Deborah Noyes has expertly collected a broad range of stories sure to interest and terrify a teenage audience. While dealing with the dead remains the connecting theme throughout the 10 stories, plot lines, characters, themes, and settings vary from a teenage heroin who seduces vampires in order to kill them and avenge her sister's death in Annette Curtis Klause's "Kissing Dead Boys," to Marcus Sedgwick's "The Heart of Another," a story of a Poe fan and heart transplant patient who unwillingly kills her donor's murderer. Each suspenseful tale is expertly told creating a collection of short stories much greater than the sum of its parts. Readers from ninth grade and up will enjoy these haunting tales. The Restless Dead works best for individual readers with an interest in similar themes. A must for any Poe fan, this collection is not recommended for the faint or weak hearted. Reviewer: Chris Goering
School Library Journal

Gr 8 Up
A mixed bag. The book opens with Kelly Link's forgettable "The Wrong Grave" and is followed by Chris Wooding's "The House and the Locket," a pale imitation of a Poe tale. The third story, "Kissing Dead Boys," however, is classic Annette Curtis Klause and it alone may be worth the price of the book. Klause takes the tired-sexy-vampire and vampire-hunter conventions and makes them fresh in just 14 pages. Marcus Sedgwick, Libba Bray, and Holly Black also contribute notable stories that their fans will enjoy. On balance this will be a worthwhile addition to most collections.
—Anthony C. DoyleCopyright 2006 Reed Business Information.

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Product Details

ISBN-13:
9780763629069
Publisher:
Candlewick Press
Publication date:
07/10/2007
Pages:
272
Product dimensions:
5.43(w) x 8.83(h) x 1.13(d)
Lexile:
790L (what's this?)
Age Range:
12 - 17 Years

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From "The Wrong Grave" by Kelly Link

Bethany had liked Miles because he made her laugh. He makes me laugh, too. Miles figured that digging up Bethany's grave, even that would have made her laugh. Bethany had had a great laugh, which went up and up like a clarinetist on an escalator. It wasn't annoying. It had been delightful, if you liked that kind of laugh. It would have made Bethany laugh that Miles Googled "grave digging" in order to educate himself. He read an Edgar Allan Poe story, he watched several relevant episodes of Buffy the Vampire Slayer, and he bought Vicks VapoRub, which you were supposed to apply under your nose. He bought equipment at Target: a special, battery-operated, telescoping shovel; a set of wire cutters; a flashlight; extra batteries for the shovel and flashlight; and even a Velcro headband with a headlamp that came with a special red lens filter, so that you were less likely to be noticed.

Miles printed out a map of the cemetery so that he could find his way to Bethany's grave off Weeping Fish Lane, even - as an acquaintance of mine once remarked - "in the dead of night when naught can be seen, so pitch is the dark." (Not that the dark would be very pitch. Miles had picked a night when the moon would be full.) The map was also just in case, because he'd seen movies where the dead rose from their graves. You wanted to have all the exits marked in a situation like that.

He told his mother that he was spending the night at his friend John's house. He told his friend John not to tell his mother anything. If Miles had Googled "poetry" as well as "digging up graves," he would have discovered that his situation was not without precedent. The poet and painter Dante Gabriel Rossetti also buried his poetry with his dead lover. Rossetti, too, had regretted this gesture, had eventually decided to dig up his lover to get back his poems. I'm telling you this so that you never make the same mistake.

I can't tell you whether Dante Gabriel Rossetti was a better poet than Miles, although Rossetti had a sister, Christina Rossetti, who was really something. But you're not interested in my views on poetry. I know you better than that, even if you don't know me. You're waiting for me to get to the part about grave digging.

Miles had a couple of friends and he thought about asking someone to come along on the expedition. But no one except for Bethany knew that Miles wrote poetry. And Bethany had been dead for a while. Eleven months, in fact, which was one month longer than Bethany had been Miles's girlfriend. Long enough that Miles was beginning to make his way out of the fog and the needles. Long enough that he could listen to certain songs on the radio again. Long enough that sometimes there was something dreamlike about his memories of Bethany, as if she'd been a movie that he'd seen a long time ago, late at night on television. Long enough that when he tried to reconstruct the poems he'd written her, especially the villanelle, which had been, in his opinion, really quite good, he couldn't. It was as if when he'd put those poems into the casket, he hadn't just given Bethany the only copies of some poems but had instead given away those shining, perfect lines, given them away so thoroughly that he'd never be able to write them out again. Miles knew that Bethany was dead. There was nothing to do about that. But the poetry was different. You have to salvage what you can, even if you're the one who buried it in the first place.

You might think at certain points in this story that I'm being hard on Miles, that I'm not sympathetic to his situation. This isn't true. I'm as fond of Miles as I am of anyone else. I don't think he's any stupider or any bit less special or remarkable than - for example - you. Anyone might accidentally dig up the wrong grave. It's a mistake anyone could make._______

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