It’s no secret I’m a huge Neal Shusterman fan. I’m anxiously awaiting the novel Bruiser (edit: I was at the time of this post. Bruiser has since been released), which he talked about when he addressed the NM Library Association conference in April 2009. So I was excited to see a representation of his novels at Books-a-Million yesterday. I was disappointed that Borders, my default bookstore when in Indianapolis, wasn’t even carrying his most recent release, Everwild, the second book in the Skinjacker trilogy.
Anyway, I saw they had The Eyes of Kid Midas and I remembered the story that Shusterman told during lunch about how he began his career as a storyteller. I can’t remember exactly how it goes, but I know that Shusterman was a camp counselor once, and one summer he had trouble getting his boys to settle down so he decided to start telling them a story. That settled his boys down. Quickly word got out that this guy was telling a neat story. That story is the story that turned into The Eyes of Kid Midas–what should prove to be an interesting take on the King Midas story of Greek Mythology.