The Daydreamer

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Harper Collins, Dec 1, 2002 - Juvenile Fiction - 208 pages
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Ten-year-old Peter Fortune has a vivid imagination. He understands just how it would feel to be a cat slinking around on soft paws, purring in the sun. He's experienced the terror and the excitement of being chased by evil dolls bent on vengeance. And he's felt the thrill of using a vanishing cream that can actually make people disappear.

Peter's imagination takes him to extraordinary places. But when it takes him to the place where reality and daydreams meet, has it finally taken him too far?


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User Review  - ratastrophe - LibraryThing

This collection of stories, while short (read in one sitting kind of short), also manages to be utterly captivating. The last story especially moved me, when Peter comes to the realization that he ... Read full review

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User Review  - Edwin Arnaudin - Goodreads

Even in writing for children, McEwan doesn't skimp on language, imagery, and pertinent worldly themes. The Daydreamer struck me as high-end Roald Dahl. Most of the chapters (which could be read as ... Read full review


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Page 1 - ... reason is that the descriptions of childhood are for adults to recognize in retrospect. The view is very much that of an adult looking back upon the beginnings of adolescence rather than a reflection of the feelings of children themselves. The book begins: When Peter Fortune was ten years old grown-ups sometimes used to tell him he was a difficult child.
Page 3 - Grownups knew that something was going on inside that head, but they couldn't hear it or see it or feel it. They couldn't tell Peter to stop it, because they did not know what it was he was doing in there. He could have been setting his school on fire or feeding his sister to an alligator and escaping in a...
Page 64 - It's not fair. Claws and teeth, yes. But pushing like that. It just isn't fair." "Next time," Peter called down, "y u ask permission." The black cat did not reply, but something about its retreating, limping shape made it clear it had understood. The next morning Peter lay on the shelf above the radiator with his head cushioned on one paw while the other dangled loosely in the rising warmth. All about him was hurry and chaos. Kate could not find her backpack.
Page 63 - He had time to see that the black cat was supported momentarily on only three legs. Immediately he sprang forward and with his two front paws pushed the tom hard in the chest. It was not the kind of thing a cat does in a fight and the number one cat was taken by surprise. With a yelp of astonishment he slipped and tottered backward, tipped off the wall, and fell headfirst through the roof of the greenhouse below.
Page 74 - ... without a bulb, a single glove from a pair lovingly knitted by Granny before she died, a hot water bottle stopper, a cracked fossil. By some magic reversal everything spectacularly useless filled the drawer intended for practical tools. What could you do with a single piece of jigsaw? But on the other hand, did you dare throw it away?
Page 65 - Fortune was in the hallway arguing with someone on the phone. Peter Cat half closed his eyes. After his victory he was desperately tired. Soon the family would be gone. The house would fall silent. When the radiator had cooled, he would wander upstairs and find the most comfortable of the beds. For old times' sake he would choose his own.
Page 3 - And it's impossible to know what someone is thinking if they keep quiet about it. People would see Peter lying on his back on a summer's afternoon, chewing a piece of grass and staring at the sky. "Peter. Peter! What are you thinking about?
Page 57 - What a delight, to walk on four soft white paws. He could see his whiskers springing out from the sides of his face, and he felt his tail curling behind him. His tread was light, and his fur was like the most comfortable of old woolen sweaters.
Page 60 - ... fellow almost twice his size, with a thick neck and long powerful legs. Without even thinking Peter arched his back and upended his fur to make himself look big. "Hey, puss,

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About the author (2002)

Ian McEwan is the author of a number of novels and short story collections for adults, including First Love, Last Rites, winner of the Somerset Maugham Award, The Comfort of Strangers, which was nominated for the Booker Prize, Amsterdam, winner of the Booker Prize, and his latest novel, Atonement, which was also nominated for the Booker Prize and is a New York Times best-selling title. The Daydreamer is his first book for young readers. He lives in London, England.

Anthony Browne is the author and illustrator of many highly acclaimed books for children, including "My Dad," a "School Library Journal "Best Book of the Year, and "Gorilla," winner of the Kate Greenaway Medal. In 2000 he received the Hans Christian Andersen Award for his contribution to children's literature. He lives in Kent, England.

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