Lilith Saintcrow

Madeleine L’Engle, the author of some of my favorite books–like A Wind In The Door and Many Waters–has passed away.

I remember her books for their pellucid prose and for the fact that they didn’t “talk down” to me as a young reader. Reading L’Engle’s books was like having a deep conversation with an adult who respected you, always a novel and enchanting experience for a young person.

May she find that far green land. May she be accorded a place of high honor for her life’s work and her joy in sharing with children. May she also be remembered fondly for as long as ink touches paper.

Related posts:

1. Green Again
2. It’s The Little Things
3. A Very Fond Farewell

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