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Vicky Angel

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People often ask me if there are any subjects I feel I can't tackle in a children's book. Death doesn't often get written into modern books for young people – though curiously it was a staple of nineteenth century children's literature. I remember sniffling over the death of Beth in the Little Women books! But you don't get many sad and sentimental deathbed scenes nowadays, especially not the Victorian sort where the dying child raises her head and gazes into the far distance, declaring that she can see beautiful angels reaching out for her.

We're not so sure about the afterlife nowadays. Some people firmly believe in a white cloud Heaven with a host of angels blowing their celestial trumpets. Some people feel you are simply born again after you've died, endlessly becoming new people throughout the centuries. Some people feel that death is the end, and there is nothing else to experience - it's a as if you're sleeping for ever. Some people believe the dead live on in people's memories.

I'm not sure what I believe. In Vicky Angel I try to show what Jade believes. Her best friend Vicky has died dramatically in a road accident and poor Jade thinks it might be all her fault . Jade feels desperate and despairing at the thought of never seeing her best friend again – but then Vicky appears to her.

Vicky is a ghost, but she's not the white wafting spirit sort. She's as vital and funny and naughty as always, and Jade is overjoyed that she's come back. No one else seems aware of her, but that makes her all the more special. Jade doesn't want to talk to her parents or the people at school - she just wants to concentrate on Vicky. But gradually Vicky's presence becomes obtrusive, oppressive. Jade wants to lead her own life, not be lost with Vicky in a half life.

Sometimes people ask me if Vicky is a real ghost, or whether Jade is just imagining her. I think you'll have to make up your own mind!

I the original idea from seeing wilting bunches of flowers and rain-streaked photos and drooping teddy bears hung up on railings at the scene of a child's fatal road accident. My eyes always well up and I find those little memorial offerings unbearably sad. I hope you don't find my story too sad. It has a kind of happy ending, I promise. got Jacqueline

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Great Britain : Doubleday., 2013

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English

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978-0-44087-050-0

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ENGLISH-FICTION
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