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- OTHER NOVELS IN THE TIME QUINTET
- BY ANNA QUINDLEN
- Mrs Whatsit
- Mrs Who
- Mrs Which
- “What’s the capital of New York?”
- The Black Thing
- “But what about Father?” Meg asked. “Is he all right?”
- “Don’t be lazy,” Charles said.
- The Tesseract
- “Where are we now, then?” Charles Wallace demanded. “And why?”
- “But what is it?” Calvin demanded. “We know that it’s evil, but what is it?”
- “Leonardo da Vinci?” Calvin suggested tentatively. “And Michelangelo?”
- The Happy Medium
- The Man with Red Eyes
- The Transparent Column
- IT
- “To IT.”
- “Mrs Whatsit & Co.”
- Absolute Zero
- Calvin: “Sir, how was IT able to get Charles Wallace before it got Meg and me?”
- “What happened to the first man?”
- Aunt Beast
- “Not yet,” her father answered.
- The Foolish and the Weak
- When did you realize you wanted to be a writer?
- When did you start to write?
- What was the first writing you had published?
- Where do you write your books?
- What’s your first childhood memory?
- As a young person, whom did you look up to most?
- What activities did you participate in at school?
- What was your first job?
- What is your idea of the best meal ever?
- Which do you like better: cats or dogs?
- What time of the year do you like best?
- How did you get the idea for A Wrinkle in Time?
- How hard was it to get A A Wrinkle in Time published?
- Which of your characters is most like you?
- The Expanding Universe
- Books featuring the Murry-O’Keefes:
- Books featuring the Austins:
An Acceptable Time Many Waters Swiftly Tilting Planet Wind in the Door
The most memorable books from our childhoods are those that make us feel less alone, convince us that our own foibles and quirks are both as individual as a finger-print and as universal as an open hand. That’s why I still have the copy of A Wrinkle in Time that was given to me when I was twelve years old. It long ago lost its dust jacket, the fabr...
It was a dark and stormy night. In her attic bedroom Margaret Murry, wrapped in an old patchwork quilt, sat on the foot of her bed and watched the trees tossing in the frenzied lashing of the wind. Behind the trees clouds scudded frantically across the sky. Every few moments the moon ripped through them, creating wraithlike shadows that raced along...
When Meg woke to the jangling of her alarm clock the wind was still blowing but the sun was shining; the worst of the storm was over. She sat up in bed, shaking her head to clear it. It must have been a dream. She’d been frightened by the storm and worried about the tramp so she’d just dreamed about going down to the kitchen and seeing Mrs Whatsit ...
In the forest evening was already beginning to fall, and they walked in silence. Charles and Fortinbras gamboled on ahead. Calvin walked with Meg, his fingers barely touching her arm in a protective gesture. This has been the most impossible, the most confusing afternoon of my life, she thought, yet I don’t feel confused or upset anymore; I only fe...
“Well, New York City, of course!” “Who wrote Boswell’s Life of Johnson?” “Oh, Calvin, I’m not any good at English.” Calvin groaned and turned to Mrs. Murry. “I see what you mean. Her I wouldn’t want to teach.” “She’s a little one-sided, I grant you,” Mrs. Murry said, “though I blame her father and myself for that. She still enjoys playing with her ...
The trees were lashed into a violent frenzy. Meg screamed and clutched at Calvin, and Mrs Which’s authoritative voice called out, “Qquiett, chilldd!” Did a shadow fall across the moon or did the moon simply go out, extinguished as abruptly and completely as a candle? There was still the sound of leaves, a terrified, terrifying rushing. All light wa...
“For the moment, love, yes. He’s one of the reasons we’re here. But you see, he’s only one.” “Well, where is he? Please take me to him!” “We can’t, not yet,” Charles said. “You have to be patient, Meg.” “But I’m not patient!” Meg cried passionately. “I’ve never been patient!” Mrs Who’s glasses shone at her gently. “If you want to help your father t...
Mrs Whatsit did not take offense. She explained, “Oh, it’s my favorite kind of work, Charles. That’s why they chose me to go along, even though I’m so much younger. It’s my one real talent. But it takes a tremendous amount of energy, and we’re going to need every ounce of energy for what’s ahead of us. But I’ll try. For Calvin and Meg I’ll try.” Sh...
“Yes,” Mrs Which said. “Hhee iss beehindd thee ddarrkness, sso thatt eevenn wee cannott seee hhimm.” Meg began to cry, to sob aloud. Through her tears she could see Charles Wallace standing there, very small, very white. Calvin put his arms around her, but she shuddered and broke away, sobbing wildly. Then she was enfolded in the great wings of Mrs...
“In Orion’s belt. We have a friend here, and we want you to have a look at your own planet.” “When are we going home?” Meg asked anxiously. “What about Mother? What about the twins? They’ll be terribly worried about us. When we didn’t come in at bedtime—well, Mother must be frantic by now. She and the twins and Fort will have been looking and looki...
“Yyouu hhave ssaidd itt!” Mrs Which’s voice rang out. “Itt iss Eevill. Itt iss thee Ppowers of Ddarrkknesss!” “But what’s going to happen?” Meg’s voice trembled. “Oh, please, Mrs Which, tell us what’s going to happen!” “Wee wwill cconnttinnue tto ffightt!” Something in Mrs Which’s voice made all three of the children stand straighter, throwing back...
“And Shakespeare,” Charles Wallace called out, “and Bach! And Pasteur and Madame Curie and Einstein!” Now Calvin’s voice rang with confidence. “And Schweitzer and Beethoven and Rembrandt and St. Francis!” “Now you, Meg,” Mrs Whatsit ordered. Gandhi and Buddha and “Oh, Euclid, I suppose.” Meg was in such an agony of impatience that her voice grated ...
Again they focused their eyes on the crystal ball. The earth with its fearful covering of dark shadow swam out of view and they moved rapidly through the Milky Way. And there was the Thing again. “Watch!” the Medium told them. The Darkness seemed to seethe and writhe. Was this meant to comfort them? Suddenly there was a great burst of light through...
“We knew we were going to be in danger,” Charles Wallace said. “Mrs Whatsit told us that.” “Yes, and she told us that it was going to be worse for you than for Meg and me, and that you must be careful. You stay right here with Meg, old sport, and let me go in and case the joint and then report to you.” “No,” Charles Wallace said firmly. “She told u...
Charles Wallace sat there tucking away turkey and dressing as though it were the most delicious thing he had ever tasted. He was dressed like Charles Wallace; he looked like Charles Wallace; he had the same sandy brown hair, the same face that had not yet lost its baby roundness. Only the eyes were different, for the black was still swallowed up in...
Meg rushed at the man imprisoned in the column, but as she reached what seemed to be the open door she was hurled back as though she had crashed into a brick wall. Calvin caught her. “It’s just transparent like glass this time,” he told her. “We can’t go through it.” Meg was so sick and dizzy from the impact that she could not answer. For a moment ...
“No,” Mr. Murry said. “You can’t take Meg there.” “Oh, can’t I!” “No, you cannot. You’re my son, Charles, and I’m afraid you will have to do as I say.” “But he isn’t Charles!” Meg cried in anguish. Why didn’t her father understand? “Charles is nothing like that, Father! You know he’s nothing like that!” “He was only a baby when I left,” Mr. Murry s...
“But they’ve betrayed us! They brought us here to this terrible place and abandoned us!” Calvin looked at her in surprise. “You sit down and give up if you like,” he said. “I’m sticking with Charles.” He ran to keep up with Charles Wallace and Mr. Murry. “I didn’t mean—” Meg started, and pounded after them. Just as she caught up with them Charles W...
The first sign of returning consciousness was cold. Then sound. She was aware of voices that seemed to be traveling through her across an arctic waste. Slowly the icy sounds cleared and she realized that the voices belonged to her father and Calvin. She did not hear Charles Wallace. She tried to open her eyes but the lids would not move. She tried ...
Her father: “From what you’ve told me it’s because Charles Wallace thought he could deliberately go into IT and return. He trusted too much to his own strength—listen!—I think the heartbeat is getting stronger!” His words no longer sounded to her quite as frozen. Was it his words that were ice, or her ears? Why did she hear only her father and Calv...
“We don’t—look! Did her eyelids move?” Silence. Then: “No. It was only a shadow.” But I did blink, Meg tried to tell them. I’m sure I did. And I can hear you! Do something! But there was only another long silence, during which perhaps they were looking at her, watching for another shadow, another flicker. Then she heard her father’s voice again, qu...
“No!” Mr. Murry said sharply. “Please put her down.” A sense of amusement seemed to emanate from the beasts. The tallest, who seemed to be the spokesman, said, “We frighten you?” “What are you going to do with us?” Mr. Murry asked. The beast said, “I’m sorry, we communicate better with the other one.” He turned toward Calvin. “Who are you?” “I’m Ca...
“But if you haven’t thought of anything else, it’s the only thing to do! Father, don’t you care about Charles at all!” At that Aunt Beast stood up, saying, “Child,” in a reproving way. Mr. Murry said nothing, and Meg could see that she had wounded him deeply. She reacted as she would have reacted to Mr. Jenkins. She scowled down at the table, sayin...
Meg could see nothing, but she felt her heart pounding with hope. With one accord all the beasts rose to their feet, turned toward one of the arched openings, and bowed their heads and tentacles in greeting. Mrs Whatsit appeared, standing between two columns. Beside her came Mrs Who, behind them a quivering of light. The three of them were somehow ...
Right away. As soon as I was able to articulate, I knew I wanted to be a writer. And I read. I adored Emily of New Moon and some of the other L. M. Montgomery books and they impelled me because I loved them.
Meet the Austins (MA) The Moon by Night (MN) The Twenty-four Days Before Christmas (TDC) The Young Unicorns (YU) A Ring of Endless Light (REL) Troubling a Star (TS)
Meet the Austins (MA) The Moon by Night (MN) The Twenty-four Days Before Christmas (TDC) The Young Unicorns (YU) A Ring of Endless Light (REL) Troubling a Star (TS)
Meet the Austins (MA) The Moon by Night (MN) The Twenty-four Days Before Christmas (TDC) The Young Unicorns (YU) A Ring of Endless Light (REL) Troubling a Star (TS)
Meet the Austins (MA) The Moon by Night (MN) The Twenty-four Days Before Christmas (TDC) The Young Unicorns (YU) A Ring of Endless Light (REL) Troubling a Star (TS)
Meet the Austins (MA) The Moon by Night (MN) The Twenty-four Days Before Christmas (TDC) The Young Unicorns (YU) A Ring of Endless Light (REL) Troubling a Star (TS)
Meet the Austins (MA) The Moon by Night (MN) The Twenty-four Days Before Christmas (TDC) The Young Unicorns (YU) A Ring of Endless Light (REL) Troubling a Star (TS)
Meet the Austins (MA) The Moon by Night (MN) The Twenty-four Days Before Christmas (TDC) The Young Unicorns (YU) A Ring of Endless Light (REL) Troubling a Star (TS)
Meet the Austins (MA) The Moon by Night (MN) The Twenty-four Days Before Christmas (TDC) The Young Unicorns (YU) A Ring of Endless Light (REL) Troubling a Star (TS)
Meet the Austins (MA) The Moon by Night (MN) The Twenty-four Days Before Christmas (TDC) The Young Unicorns (YU) A Ring of Endless Light (REL) Troubling a Star (TS)
Meet the Austins (MA) The Moon by Night (MN) The Twenty-four Days Before Christmas (TDC) The Young Unicorns (YU) A Ring of Endless Light (REL) Troubling a Star (TS)
Meet the Austins (MA) The Moon by Night (MN) The Twenty-four Days Before Christmas (TDC) The Young Unicorns (YU) A Ring of Endless Light (REL) Troubling a Star (TS)
Meet the Austins (MA) The Moon by Night (MN) The Twenty-four Days Before Christmas (TDC) The Young Unicorns (YU) A Ring of Endless Light (REL) Troubling a Star (TS)
Meet the Austins (MA) The Moon by Night (MN) The Twenty-four Days Before Christmas (TDC) The Young Unicorns (YU) A Ring of Endless Light (REL) Troubling a Star (TS)
Meet the Austins (MA) The Moon by Night (MN) The Twenty-four Days Before Christmas (TDC) The Young Unicorns (YU) A Ring of Endless Light (REL) Troubling a Star (TS)
Meet the Austins (MA) The Moon by Night (MN) The Twenty-four Days Before Christmas (TDC) The Young Unicorns (YU) A Ring of Endless Light (REL) Troubling a Star (TS)
Meet the Austins (MA) The Moon by Night (MN) The Twenty-four Days Before Christmas (TDC) The Young Unicorns (YU) A Ring of Endless Light (REL) Troubling a Star (TS)
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