{"product_id":"the-fifty-year-sword-isbn-9780307907721","title":"The Fifty Year Sword","description":"\u003cp\u003eIn this story set in East Texas, a local seamstress named Chintana finds herself responsible for five orphans who are not only captivated by a storyteller’s tale of vengeance but by the long black box he sets before them. As midnight approaches, the box is opened, a fateful dare is made, and the children as well as Chintana come face to face with the consequences of a malice retold and now foretold.\u003c\/p\u003e“\u003ci\u003eThe Fifty Year Sword\u003c\/i\u003e is a clever experiment in voice and structure, a prose poem consisting of cascading waves of dialogue spoken by five different narrators looking back on a single frightening night. . . . The joy of the book comes mostly from the physical act of turning the pages and scanning the layout, but the language deserves mention as well. In fact, some of the diction and words echo Lewis Carroll’s “Jabberwocky” or James Joyce’s \u003ci\u003eFinnegans Wake\u003c\/i\u003e, as separate words and phrases collide to make one and bits of words rearrange to form new ones. . . . A rare treat for devoted book lovers.” \u003cbr\u003e —\u003ci\u003eThe Boston Globe\u003c\/i\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e“This gorgeous trade edition . . . gives further evidence that Danielewski is one of the most gifted and versatile writers of our time.”\u003cbr\u003e—\u003ci\u003eThe Washington Post\u003c\/i\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e“[A] captivating atmospheric journey, one that defies the norm of just reading a book. Danielewski, like his undeniably creepy and possibly ethereal antagonist, isn’t merely a storyteller. He creates experiences, multi-dimensional pieces of art that don’t conform to one genre, and that beg for physical engagement from the audience. \u003ci\u003eThe Fifty Year Sword\u003c\/i\u003e follows in the tradition of Henry James’ ‘The Turn Of The Screw’ and the work of Washington Irving, but in a distinctly postmodern context. It’s a beautifully haunting, resonant multimedia adventure.” \u003cbr\u003e—\u003ci\u003eThe A.V. Club\u003c\/i\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e“A seriously experimental confection of modern horror literature. . . . Composed mostly of dialogue, some attributed to various speakers, some not, some near-abstract drawings of needlework constructions, and a lot of white space—all wrapped in the pages of a very classy piece of book production—\u003ci\u003eThe Fifty Year Sword\u003c\/i\u003e might be the oddest book of the year. In certain ways, it might be the most interesting and enjoyable. . . . I imagine people getting together late at night and, as they read the book aloud, conjuring up this East Texas night, in which immediate danger and antique fairy-tale horror come together, joined by the slender threads of this one-of-a-kind narrative genius, a writer a lot closer to Edgar Allan Poe than he is to most of his contemporaries.”\u003cbr\u003e—Alan Cheuse, \u003ci\u003eDallas Morning News\u003c\/i\u003e\u003cbr\u003e \u003cbr\u003e“Danielewski echoes the oral tradition of ghost stories by employing the voices of five orphans to take turns narrating. . . . The writing itself occasionally hits on a detail disturbing enough to fall like freezing water down the reader’s spine.”\u003cbr\u003e—\u003ci\u003eTime Out New York\u003c\/i\u003e\u003cbr\u003e \u003cbr\u003e“I entered \u003ci\u003eThe Fifty Year Sword\u003c\/i\u003e prepared to be bewildered, but . . . we’re drawn into the narrative. . . . A goth hero’s quest . . . a fairy tale narrated by a Greek chorus. . . . Mark Z. Danielewski might be America’s most successful experimental fiction writer.” \u003cbr\u003e—Daniel Handler, \u003ci\u003eThe New York Times Book Review\u003c\/i\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e“A swift, old-style ghost story with crisp, eerie illustrations. The text itself becomes blade cuts. The tale’s momentum and dark tone take over, speeding the story to its surprise end. . . . \u003ci\u003eThe Fifty Year Sword\u003c\/i\u003e is a pleasure to read.” \u003cbr\u003e—\u003ci\u003eChicago Tribune\u003c\/i\u003e\u003cbr\u003e \u003cbr\u003e“This strange novella is a new spin on Poe-esque ghost stories, and is being delivered in its new form full of beautiful (and sometimes beautifully grotesque) stitched illustrations, the colors of Halloween's season, and typography that actively follows what happens within the story. And so \u003ci\u003eThe Fifty Year Sword \u003c\/i\u003econtinues with Mark Z. Danielewski’s explorations of the art of visual storytelling, and what's on the line when it comes time to tell (or re-tell) a story.”\u003cbr\u003e—\u003ci\u003eLit Reactor\u003c\/i\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e“Absorbing, spooky, and playful.”\u003cbr\u003e—\u003ci\u003eLibrary Journal\u003c\/i\u003e\u003cbr\u003e \u003cbr\u003e“A sometimes arid, sometimes entertaining ghost story for grown-ups by pomo laureate Danielewski. . . .\u003cbr\u003eLikely destined to become a cult favorite.”\u003cbr\u003e—\u003ci\u003eKirkus Reviews\u003c\/i\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e“This first American edition of Danielewski’s novella, published in a different form in the Netherlands in 2005, has the theatrical quality of a children’s ghost story, complete with stitched-art illustrations (designed by the author), sweeping themes, and fairy-tale tropes . . . This would be well-suited to an oral reading and may be best thought of as an objet d’art that chillingly holds us accountable for our worst thoughts.”\u003cbr\u003e—\u003ci\u003ePublisher's Weekly\u003c\/i\u003e\u003cp\u003e\u003cb\u003eMark Z. Danielewski\u003c\/b\u003e was born in New York City and lives in Los Angeles. He is the author of \u003ci\u003eHouse of Leaves\u003c\/i\u003e, \u003ci\u003eOnly Revolutions \u003c\/i\u003eand \u003ci\u003eThe Whalestoe Letters.\u003c\/i\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e“The Social Worker had mentioned\u003cbr\u003eother\u003cbr\u003e          “youngens\u003cbr\u003e                              “but that night \u003cbr\u003eChintana saw no sign of any more.\u003cbr\u003e    “Maybe the incresiating cold\u003cbr\u003e                                             “or the\u003cbr\u003epeculiar threat of a storm\u003cbr\u003e                                            “or Belinda \u003cbr\u003eKite’s birthday\u003cbr\u003e                      “had turned parents\u003cbr\u003efrom wrestling with seat belts and car \u003cbr\u003eseats—\u003cbr\u003e           “—from those oh so\u003cbr\u003e                                            “many lists\u003cbr\u003eof baby sitters tacked conveniently by a\u003cbr\u003ephone.\u003cbr\u003e \u003cbr\u003e    “Chintana rubbed the violet line\u003cbr\u003eon her thumb as a woman with topaz \u003cbr\u003eclamped on her ears burst past her \u003cbr\u003etowards a small bathroom tucked \u003cbr\u003eunder the main stairs.\u003cbr\u003e \u003cbr\u003e    “ ‘Such a hateful whore,’ the woman\u003cbr\u003esputstuttersobbed to Chintana,\u003cbr\u003e                                             “to no one \u003cbr\u003ein particular,\u003cbr\u003e                   “diving for the comforts of\u003cbr\u003elock and running water.\u003cbr\u003e \u003cbr\u003e    “Whereupon Chintana’s thumb\u003cbr\u003eabruptly began to sore a little\u003cbr\u003e                                         “and she \u003cbr\u003efelt bleak,\u003cbr\u003e                “as if a thousand\u003cbr\u003e                                       “vengeances \u003cbr\u003eupon vengeances were dicing her \u003cbr\u003esuddenly \u003cbr\u003e               “into hail.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e    “Though the cause was none too \u003cbr\u003emysterous\u003cbr\u003e                 “—the front door just stood\u003cbr\u003ewide open.\u003cbr\u003e                          “Though when it had\u003cbr\u003ebeen flung so Chintana would never\u003cbr\u003eremember.\u003cbr\u003e \u003cbr\u003e    “The porch lights were extinguished\u003cbr\u003etoo, oddly,\u003cbr\u003e               “and what’s more a shadow\u003cbr\u003enow cut across the threshold,\u003cbr\u003e                                            “though\u003cbr\u003ewithout moon or stars in the Texas sky\u003cbr\u003ethis was an awful impossibility,\u003cbr\u003e                                               “for here\u003cbr\u003ereaching towards her it seemed was a\u003cbr\u003eshadow cast by nothing\u003cbr\u003e                                        “other\u003cbr\u003e                                                   “than \u003cbr\u003ethe darkness itself.\u003cbr\u003e \u003cbr\u003e    “Most would’ve denied the sight with\u003cbr\u003ea turn,\u003cbr\u003e                    “a cry,\u003cbr\u003e                                             “flight,\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e“but maybe because Chintana too, day\u003cbr\u003eout and night in, could so easily consider \u003cbr\u003edoing the same,\u003cbr\u003e                       “what would leave these\u003cbr\u003erooms drenched in silence,\u003cbr\u003e                                       “and blood,\u003cbr\u003e“she welcomed him.\u003cbr\u003e \u003cbr\u003e“ ‘The orphans’\u003cbr\u003e                        “was all he said.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e“And Chintana showed him the way.\u003c\/p\u003e","brand":"Pantheon","offers":[{"title":"Default Title","offer_id":46302461067493,"sku":"NP9780307907721","price":26.0,"currency_code":"USD","in_stock":false}],"thumbnail_url":"\/\/cdn.shopify.com\/s\/files\/1\/1842\/7735\/files\/9780307907721.jpg?v=1767739326","url":"https:\/\/k12savings.com\/es\/products\/the-fifty-year-sword-isbn-9780307907721","provider":"K12savings","version":"1.0","type":"link"}