BLOOD AND ROSES by Bernice Grohskpof

BLOOD AND ROSES

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KIRKUS REVIEW

Rob Schumann can't raise much interest in his William Caxton report or in the voluminous Caxton biographies the librarian offers. When the ghost who keeps bugging him in the high school library turns out to be Caxton himself, you expect the remote historical figure to come to life--but even over in England, where Rob tags along with his musician mother and Caxton enlists his help in stealing an old Malory manuscript, the ghost is a nonstop lecturer as boring as any book. For no good reason Caxton wants the manuscript taken from the Westminster Abbey to the Morgan Library in New York, and Rob complies. But readers learn nothing of Malory in the process and get from Caxton only a tourist's guide to London and a dry encyclopedia-style account of his own life and times. Even the promised trip back to the 15th century is nothing but another walking tour. During most of the trip, in fact, Rob is more concerned with avoiding a predatory female tourist his age, mooning over a girl back home whom he kissed in first grade, and sulking about his mother's relationship with an American teacher currently studying in London. Another long lecture from Caxton somehow helps Rob accept his mother's boyfriend, but one would have hoped for more from William Caxton--and from any author who took him up in the first place.

Pub Date: March 9th, 1979
Publisher: Atheneum