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THE ROOT CELLAR
Twelve-year-old Rose Larkin is an orphan who has been living with her grandmother in New York. When her grandmother dies, she is sent to an aunt and uncle who live in a dilapidated old farmhouse at the edge of Lake Ontario in Canada. Worse than this, their four kids are all noisy, nosy boys. Even worse, one of them, Sam, says there’s a ghost in the house. But the ghost turns out to be, not only Rose’s only friend in this alien place, but a guide to an old root cellar, a doorway into the past, the time of the American Civil War. It is also a doorway into adventure and a friendship with a boy, Will, and a girl, Susan, that crosses time and helps Rose find her way in the today world where she really lives.
I wrote this book after we moved from Toronto to the old farmhouse where the book is set. When I began the book, it was about a girl like my daughter Katie and her four brothers but, as I wrote, Rose became Rose, not at all like Katie. (Characters in stories are just as determined as real-life people to be who they are, not who someone wants them to be, even their author.) The next thing I knew, Rose had become an orphan, the brothers had become cousins and a strange old lady showed up who turned out to be a ghost. Where the ghost came from wasn’t hard to figure out; my husband Richard had seen a ghost in our house. I let Sam describe her exactly the way Richard described her to us.
I needed to do a lot of research for this book. I love doing research, hunting for the ways to make my story have real life. I read several histories of the American Civil War and of nineteenth-century Ontario. I talked to Lake Ontario ship captains. I travelled to Oswego, New York, to New York City, to Washington D.C., the places where Rose and her friend Susan travelled looking for Will who had fought in the war and not come home. I spent time in Washington in The Library of Congress, reading Civil War diaries and histories (where I found one of my own ancestors). I wandered around my own neighbourhood, imagining what it had been like in 1865. By the time I had finished, I almost felt that I had taken a trip into the 1860s.
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Lester&Orpen Dennys,l981; Charles Scribner's Sons,1983; Penguin Books, l983; Heinemann, London, 1983; Deluxe ed. with paintings by Scott Cameron, Lester Pub. 1994 (now Knopf Canada); as Le Passage Secret, Flammarion, Paris,1987; as Ni Trin Til Fortiden, Host&Son, Copenhagen,1988; as Jordkällaren, Sjöstrands Förlag, Stockholm. ISBN 1-895555-39-6
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