freckles-and-books:
I’ve been saying that T. Kingfisher is my comfort author for a while now, but I haven’t been able to fully articulate why until recently. It had something to do with her characters—that I knew. But what is it about her books that comforts me even when the books themselves are sad or scary?
While reading Thornhedge, I realized that I think it has something to do with the sense of duty Kingfisher gives her characters. Even when they are wholly unqualified to be the one doing the thing, they do it anyway because, well, someone has to, and aren’t they someone? Do her characters often wish someone would come along to take a task off their shoulders? Absolutely, but since that doesn’t happen, they do their best…even when they feel like they’re failing. And I love that sense of duty because doing good is often not easy and requires a lot of strength and perseverance, and I love seeing her characters grapple with this very human endeavor (even when they’re not fully human).
As for Thornhedge specifically, it’s short, sweet, and even a bit sad—a great fairytale retelling that I think is appropriate for readers young and old, and it encapsulates a lot of what I love about Kingfisher in general.