Review: Snowglobe by Amy Wilson

Review: Snowglobe by Amy Wilson

There’s something different about Clementine, and Jago is the only one who can see it. He ceaselessly bullies her at school and before long Clem snaps, shoving him across the room with an unnatural strength. Clementine is suspended, so her father takes the opportunity to pass on the journal that her mother left behind when she abandoned the family a decade ago.

Looking through her mother’s journal, Clem discovers beautiful illustrations of a huge house… A house which appears in the abandoned park in the middle of town the next time she goes out. Clementine can’t resist going inside, and as soon as she opens the door she discovers hundreds of snowglobes.

But these aren’t regular snowglobes. They’re prisons containing anyone who shows the barest hint of being a magic user. Clem flees, but not before spotting Jago’s best friend, Dylan, in one of the globes. It’s up to Clementine to return to the house and save Dylan using the magic she’s only just discovered she has.

There’s something captivating about Snowglobe. The combination of the story behind the snowglobes, the magical family and the lovely dog companion blend together in a way that delights me, making this a thoroughly enjoyable story. If you like magical realism, this novel does it really well: I often find it too jarring, but this is so subtly weaved that it feels completely natural.

This is the first of Amy Wilson’s books that I’ve read, but the way she tells stories makes them feel like classics. Snowglobe has all the charm of one of my old favourites, and I’m already looking forward to revisiting this title in a couple of years when my daughter is a little bit older.

I enjoyed this book more than most of the books that I’ve read in the past year or so. Wilson employs accessible language to appeal to her target audience but ensures that it’s not overly simplistic, allowing it to appeal to an older reader, too. This universal appeal makes Snowglobe the perfect story to share with children of a variety of ages, and I recommend this wholeheartedly if you enjoy reading to your children but can’t find a story that can entertain all of them.

I’ve heard a lot of praise for Wilson’s two other novels, A Girl Called Owl and A Far Away Magic, and now I’ve experienced her writing for myself I know it’s going to be impossible for me to resist picking up those two sooner rather than later.