I have a problem with this book. The problem is The Serpent in the Glass (The Tale of Thomas Farrell), by Indie Author D. M. Andrews, ends in the middle of some very exciting excitement. You may think that exciting excitement is a good thing, and it most certainly is! The problem is there isn’t a sequel yet!
Some of the comments I read about this book said it was ‘too much’ like Harry Potter. There are certainly similarities. In fact, there was a recent (hilarious) episode of The Simpsons in which Homer follows the Young Adult story formula to write a best-seller. The formula includes:
-An orphan who secretly has magic powers but no one knows
-A school that turns out to be magical
-Some bad guys who are also magical
-The orphan ends up being the only one who can save the world
Harry Potter had these things. So does Serpent in the Glass.
And it works.
The book feels like it’s really in England. The way the characters talk, the descriptive prose, it all feels real and living. I loved that. The groundedness, the small-town feel, and the regular-ness of the characters (they’re kids! Not super geniuses or what-not. They’re really kids) made the magic seem all the more… magical.
The world building was fantastic. Despite this being a kids book – with the silly names to prove it – there was a level of complexity to the magical world that was very satisfying.
Or rather, unsatisfying. Because I want more! Right now!
So write the sequel. Just do it.