Erasmus James, King of Kid's Paradise (2008) by D.C. Green
I was modelled on weirdness
Dad gave me the gift of Zapp World
and I flew
Inside every head swirls a galaxy of zapp stars and
planets formed with the big bang of being born.
like a helipad
transportable
Every living person possesses their
own unique zapp universe, filled with worlds created
from the same subconscious cauldron that generates
dreams in bubbles of hope and fear.
like the universe beyond Neverland
that Peter Pan
overlooked
Erasmus James, King of Kid’s Paradise by D.C. GreenMy rating: 3 of 5 stars
It was one of those bleary, wet winter days when I had my fill of reading and writing mind challenging words. I felt like a good dose of crazy. And I found it in this book. OK! I grant it is for young ones wanting a young hero in a fast wild adventure. But then, it does the older one good to venture into a young 'no man's land' for awhile.
Raz's dad declares that '...the Zapp Principle sucks our legs into our ears in a hyper-paced spinning loop that shrinks us to the perfect size to materialise on a zapp world inside the cortex vortex of your fiendish boy brain.’ Yes! It's out there...
Raz becomes king of of his own paradise, but even paradise has its rats...in this land, Grats. And Raz loathes rats.
‘Grats are essential to the running of Kid’s Paradise, King E,’ said Zara. ‘They clean, cook and perform other chores, plus various religious–’
Raz's paradise teaches him a thing or two that even a fun paradise needs appreciation of all living things, appreciating what they have to offer and learning that he too must give a little.
Perhaps I have been a little harsh in the rating. But then, I'm not a kid anymore looking for a kid's world. I've grown up...I think...
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