| Like a chameleon changing colors to camouflage | | | | Lascelles, a "Renaissance Man" living in |
| into the surroundings, Kendrew Lascelles morphs | | | | contemporary times, possesses the inspired |
| his vernacular and style to write in 13th Century | | | | literary talent making the impossible look easy. |
| English a novel of then contemporary fantasy. | | | | Kendrew Lascelles has once again demonstrated |
| How and from where he taps his literary genius | | | | his ability as an author extraordinaire in this |
| to create "A Child's Guide to Heresy: Or The | | | | exemplary novel. Heresy plays out more than |
| Great Yorkshire Witch Trial of 1249" is beyond | | | | what would simply be called a "period piece." Unlike |
| my percipience. His words have a flow and ease | | | | J.K. Rowling's tales of Harry Potter, where she |
| not at all strained yet precisely chosen to convey | | | | tells of tales of witches and warlocks with |
| a world beyond ordinary imagination. | | | | modern day narration, Kendrew Lascelles |
| Kendrew Lascelles flavors his book with a | | | | descends the depths of credibility of character |
| bouquet of sensations. Using language in a way a | | | | development as he writes in a dialogue used by |
| gourmet chef indulges in spices, Lascelles creates | | | | antecedents to William Shakespeare. |
| mixtures of texture in scenes with his | | | | The stage of "Heresy" is set in the most lavish of |
| descriptions, flavors of equivocating sweetness | | | | all theaters, the theater of the reader's mind. The |
| and bitterness in dialogue, prepares the main | | | | reserved front-row seat awaits your settling back |
| course of characters with salivations of mental | | | | into the deeply cushioned red velvet comfort to |
| stimulation, all within the aroma of the dusty, | | | | enjoy the story from the safety behind your |
| damp and soot filled air of 13th Century England. | | | | retinas. The curtain of your eyelids will close upon |
| A boy, a mere lad of 10, a spirited and | | | | the end of the book as you pause a moment to |
| impressionable boy loyal to God, the Trinity, and | | | | reflect on the feeling of being privileged to have |
| the Blessed Virgin Mary, Thomas from Moorsriding | | | | experienced such magnificence before |
| is introduced to the reader in a way Charles | | | | maneuvering into the aisle, heading for the exit, |
| Dickens may only have wished to have opened a | | | | crowded by the audience of your mind's voices |
| scene from a play. Lascelles artfully depicts down | | | | surrounding your thoughts with murmurs of |
| to the detail of a mother's instinct, the fate cast | | | | accolades. The price of admission is just buying |
| upon her boy by the visit of Monks from the local | | | | this book and making the time, not finding the |
| Bishop's chamber of irreproachable power. The | | | | time, making the time to indulge into the galley |
| reader is swept along a journey following the lad | | | | text between this darkly covered, austere and |
| throughout his coming of age and influenced by | | | | unembellished glossy black cover; unpretentious as |
| the most imaginary characters of evil, seductive | | | | it cloaks the brilliance of the work inside of |
| witchery, mysterious and imaginative warlords, | | | | Kendrew Lascelles. |
| demons and necromancers. | | | | |