Into The Grey was first published in 2011 in Ireland and has won both the CBI Book of the Year Award (formerly known as the Bisto Award) and the CBI Children’s Choice Award in 2012 (the first book to ever receive both). The book is simply amazing (check Ana’s review HERE) and we are delighted to be a stop on the Into The Grey Blog Tour which features a playlist built for/around the story.
Celine Kiernan: on the Book and the Playlist
Into the Grey is a ghost story about twin brothers, Pat and Dom Finnerty, whose lives are turned upside down by the loss of their home and by a subsequent haunting. The book has quite a few chills, there’s quite a bit of political history in it, much exploration of death and loss–but there’s also a lot of love and kindness in it, a fair few laughs and a lot of bravery. I thought I’d have a bit of fun with that side of the book on this blog tour, so these posts will be all about music! Why certain songs feature in the story, what they mean to me, what memories are associated with them etc . Into the Grey is set in the Irish seaside town of Skerries in 1974, all the songs featured are evocative to me of both that time and that (very real) place As you will see, they all speak very much to the story, too, and to the characters and the rather desperate situation with which they find themselves entwined.
MoonShadow: Cat Stevens (Chapter: James Hueston)
NOTE: Cat Stevens: a man who for years projected the image of perfect balance while secretly teetering on the edge of a precipice. I thought Cat and Moonshadow were the perfect background for James and Pat as they stoically dragged their ghosts through an oblivious world.
“You’ve spent a long time in England, haven’t you, Mr Hueston?”
James looked down at his hands, smiling a bit. “Oh aye,” he said. “Quite a bit of time.” His accent registered with me then. He spoke just like my ma’s brother, Gary, who’d left home at seventeen to join the RAF and only ever returned for weddings and for funerals. James had the same warm, rounded burr to his voice.
The radio was playing low in the corner, waiting for the news to come on. Ma was listening for updates on the bus strike, I guess, hoping it would be called off. At that moment, Cat Stevens’ gentle voice was telling us that if he ever lost his eyes he’d not have to cry no more. I couldn’t bear to sit down, so I went and leant against the Aga, its latent heat a drowsy comfort against the small of my back.
“Where’s your brother?” Ma asked me.
“We left the gate open. He’s gone to shut it.”
It seemed an eternity, but no one else seemed to notice, and finally there he was: Dom-and-not-Dom, staggering up to the door. I tried not to stare as he stood there swaying slightly on the threshold, but I sussed him out from the corner of my eye. He didn’t look normal, not by any stretch of the imagination, but at this stage I figured Dom’s head would have to be off and tucked under his arm for my ma to notice anything out of the ordinary.
We have one copy of Into the Grey to giveaway. The contest is open to ALL and will run till Saturday August 3 12:00AM EST. Use the form below to enter. GOOD LUCK.