
A friend came by my office today and brought me the news that one of my favorite authors, maybe my all-time favorite, Maurice Sendak, had passed. I’ve saved very few children’s books from my childhood; Where the Wild Things Are is one of those few. How to explain the brilliance of Maurice Sendak?
1. Beautiful, magical art–can a reader keep from touching it?
2. Funny, entertaining characters and tales that make children (and adults) think
3. Child characters as they really are–grumpy, conniving, tender–all of those things, mixed together in a package that’s often infuriating and frustrating for adults. (Can you tell I’m a parent?) I’m pretty sure I was a very normal child (i.e. pain in my parent’s necks); my greatest dream at age 6 was that I was adopted and that my real parents were coming soon. I was the Queen of all wild things.
My guess is that Maurice Sendak’s characters are some part of himself–his brilliance, zest for life, and especially his grumpiness.
Thank you Mr. Sendak for sharing your art, your humor, your soul with us. I hope you are enjoying a wild rumpus, wherever you are.
For a more in-depth look at the life and work of Maurice Sendak, see today’s New York Times article or this bio from PBS, dated 2007.
Please visit Main Library Children’s Services or any of our branches to see or request these great titles written and/or illustrated by the master himself:




