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The Clackity 
Atheneum Books for Young Readers
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  • ¡°Delightfully eerie, The Clackity is full of chills aplenty and so much heart. I fell in love with Blight Harbor and Evie, even as they gave me goosebumps!¡± ¡ªErin A. Craig, New York Times bestselling author of House of Salt and Sorrows ¡°A wonderfully surreal and sinister journey, perfect for fans of Neil Gaiman¡¯s Coraline.¡± ¡ªKurt Kirchmeier, author of The Absence of Sparrows ¡°The Clackity is a spooky story with a charming main character and a cast full of ghosts, witches, strange houses, and some villains you will not be able to forget. An empowering story about overcoming grief, fear, doubt, and finally learning to trust yourself, wrapped in a chilling tale with some strong Coraline vibes. Senf has crafted what is sure to become a modern classic with Evie¡¯s empowering and triumphant adventure.¡± ¡ªAlly Malinenko, author of Ghost Girl ¡°A charming and delightfully spooky tale with just the right balance of chills, mystery, and heart. Evie Von Rathe¡¯s courage to confront her own demons, as well as otherworldly ones, will no doubt inspire young readers as much as it inspired me. This one¡¯s a gem.¡± ¡ªGregory Funaro, New York Times bestselling author of Watch Hollow ¡°If Neil Gaiman, John Bellairs, and Eva Ibbotson had collaborated on a creepy tome for kids, it would have read exactly like The Clackity. I never realized a story could make me feel simultaneously terrified and comforted until I read this book. Like the most unsettling of fairy tales and fables, Senf¡¯s writing is loaded with ideas of grief, love, wisdom, and magic, as well as heaps of heebie-jeebies. The Clackity feels like a brand-new classic of scary kids¡¯ lit. I adored the strong and colorful characters, even the ones who wished to eat the others! This is the kind of adventurous and frightening tale¡ªfilled with monstrous imaginings, guaranteed to make your skin crawl¡ªthat young folks will want to race through, then flip back to the start and begin again.¡± ¡ªDan Poblocki, author of the Shadow House series "Senf¡¯s worldbuilding is fantastical and compelling, the scares hair-raising. Evie is a capable, vulnerable, brave, and anxious hero; she¡¯s real. She hangs tough, with a magic sparrow companion serving as a sidekick, savior, and coach. While Senf opens the book with a lot of exposition, the story really settles in as Evie begins her quest, and the skilled storytelling will keep readers spellbound and spooked. Caceres¡¯ eerie black-and-white illustrations enhance the mood and atmosphere. . . . Full of thrills and scares." -- Kirkus Reviews "Adeptly invoking folkloric elements while creating something darkly original, Senf intimately renders Evie¡¯s trials as both internal and external in an atmospheric adventure that will appeal to readers of Neil Gaiman and middle grade horror." -- Publishers Weekly "Senf¡¯s atmospheric tale will make the hairs on the back of your neck stand up. . . . The setting of Blight Harbor is already strange and intriguing, with its witches and lost souls, but S...
  • Chapter 1 1 There was no shortage of otherworldly concerns in Blight Harbor, mainly because it was the seventh most haunted town in America (per capita). Nearly everyone had a ghost living in their house or knew someone who did. And we all steered clear of the pair of seats in the movie theater that were always taken, and the streetlight on Derry Road that flickered if you stood under it at night and told a lie. There was the mirror in the town hall foyer that refused to reflect anything, which worked out just fine, because we were all pretty sure the mayor was descended from a long line of vampires on her maternal grandmother¡¯s side (although the mayor¡¯s husband was a regular guy named Steve). There were a hundred other things about Blight Harbor to worry about if you weren¡¯t used to them, but most of them were basically harmless. Most of them, anyway. Which is why it was so strange that the only things bugging me this morning were the ordinary kind¡ªas in (a) how late I was going to be to my summer job volunteering at the library, and (b) how completely frustrating my aunt Desdemona was acting over breakfast. It wasn¡¯t as if we didn¡¯t both have places to be. Aunt Des had ghosts to dispel or poltergeists to ward off or something, and I had to get to the library. But she insisted we sit down for eggs and toast, which meant we were both going to be late. Being late was on my list of things that made my hands get all sweaty and my leg bounce like it had a mind of its own. I mean, it was nowhere near heights, but lateness was somewhere between tight spaces and public speaking. Since I didn¡¯t like sweaty hands and fidgety legs, I was pretty much never late for anything. So I sat waiting for the toast to pop, steaming just like my eggs under their fogged-up frying pan lid, and opened Friday¡¯s newspaper to the third page of the Community section. There it was: top right-hand corner, like clockwork: Dear Desdemona: It¡¯s Not a Ghoul, It¡¯s a Gift. Aunt D¡¯s advice column had been running for a couple of months, and almost immediately it had expanded from space available to twice weekly. Even after living their whole lives in Blight Harbor, there were still plenty of people who couldn¡¯t figure out how to solve their supernatural problems on their own, which meant there were plenty of letters and emails coming in for Aunt D. Over the top of my newspaper, Aunt D finally handed me toast, soggy eggs, yogurt, and a cup of tea, all balanced on a china plate that felt like it might fall apart if a bell rang too loudly. At the sight of the weak tea, I sighed dramatically. ¡°Can I please have coffee?¡± Not that Des ever actually let me drink coffee, but it didn¡¯t stop me from trying. Aunt D shook her head without even looking at me. ¡°Evelyn, tea is much more interesting than coffee. A good cup of tea makes you more centered. Coffee just jangles your nerves and makes you unpleasant.¡± Aunt D put a hand on my bouncing knee to calm it and raised a See what I mean? e...
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