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As TJ Randall, he pens the tales of Strangewood, the most popular series of children's books since The Wizard of Oz. As Thomas Randall, he is a recently divorced father coping with joint custody, which permit him with only weekend visits with his young son. But when his son is hospitalized with an incurable catatonia, the reality and fantasy of Thomas's life start to merge... His son has been taken hostage into the world Randall created. Strangewood is at war.

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ISBN-13: 9780977925681
Publisher: Haverhill House Publishing
Publication date: 02/12/2018
Pages: 358
Sales rank: 804,236
Product dimensions: 6.00(w) x 9.00(h) x 0.74(d)
Age Range: 3 Years

About the Author

Christopher Golden is the award-winning author of many bestselling books including Waking Nightmares, Of Saints and Shadows, Of Masques and Martyrs, and The Myth Hunters. He has also written books for teens and young adults, including Soulless and Poison Ink, and he is the editor of The New Dead: A Zombie Anthology, published by St. Martin’s Press. His novels have been published in fourteen languages. Golden was born and raised in Massachusetts, where he continues to live with his family.


A Letter from Christopher Golden

Dear Reader,

Strangewood represents a milestone for me as a writer. Though I've written dozens of books, this is the first one I truly feel is everything I hoped it would be. It also seems to be vindication of a sort. There are those who believe that some of the work I've done -- on licensed properties and young adult novels -- isn't fit for a "serious" writer. Which is just silly, of course. But with Strangewood, I've received comments of support from Peter Straub, F. Paul Wilson, and Kevin J. Anderson, among others. Their kind words are more than I could have hoped for.

Strangewood is the story of Thomas Randall, creator of Adventures in Strangewood, the most popular series of children's books in the world. Thomas is recently divorced and dealing with the repercussions of that trauma, as well as the damage it has done to his five-year-old son, Nathan. But there is other damage being done as well. Due to his recent life changes, Thomas has begun to neglect the world and characters of Strangewood. The creatures who live there are not at all happy. Strangewood must be saved, but to do so, they are willing to risk anything, even the life of a little boy.

Though it's labeled "horror," I think of Strangewood as a fantasy novel. I cut my teeth, so to speak, on horror, but I have found, over time, that the writers whose work affects me most profoundly are those who mix the real world with fantastical realms, and the hope represented by the conventions of fantasy with the dread inherent in horror stories. Jonathan Carroll and Tim Powers and Robert Holdstock come to mind immediately. Though they've been labeled horror writers, I think Stephen King and Clive Barker both tread that middle ground more often than not.

The other major difference I felt while writing Strangewood was that this was the first thing I had ever written in which the story of what happens to the characters emotionally, and within their relationships, was more important than the plot itself. That trend is continuing into my next novel, Straight on 'til Morning, which I'm at work on now.

One last thing I wanted to share is the story of how Strangewood, which sat in my head for more than a year before I began to write, came about. I was being interviewed for a magazine by a writer named Hank Wagner, whom I've known for years. We talk about our children a lot. My son, Nicholas, was perhaps three years old at the time, and he loved Winnie-the-Pooh. Well, who doesn't? I've always loved Pooh, and I read it to my sons often before bed. Milne had a great gift.

The problem was, we owned more than 20 Winnie-the-Pooh video tapes, and I had watched them all with Nicholas over and over. Hours of Pooh a day. At that time, it was his entertainment of choice. Much as I loved Pooh, I told Hank in this interview that there were times when I would love to see a horde of dark warriors ride down into the Hundred Acre Wood on horseback, slaughter all the little #$%@*, and nail their pelts to trees.

Then I thought...hmmmmm.

Strangewood was born.

—Christopher Golden

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