I am reading two very serious books (serious in different ways–one is an autobiography, another is just kind of hard to read), so to give myself a break on Christmas Eve, I broke out my copy of The Magic Christmas because I knew it would be easy, and it’s always fun. The twins get dolls that come alive! They go to a magical world! There are riddles to solve! And magic!
Anyway, there’s not much to say about it except I totally laughed at Elizabeth being self-centered and twelve because her grandmother was all, “Samantha and Amanda stopped speaking because Samantha (I think) framed the love of her sister’s life and got him sent to prison and they regretted it their whole lives” and Liz is basically like, “Yeah, okay, whatever, but Jessica hated my lame Christmas gift so she totally deserves my ire.” HAHAHAHA. Oh, Liz.
The book is great because even if you don’t know the twins, it’s easy to follow their drama. Also, you could cut out all of the details that make it specific to Liz and Jessica and turn it into a story about some other twins. Plus also, it is kind of creepy cool that each girl basically develops a crush on her sister’s personality doppelganger. I don’t know how to feel about that except…creepy cool.
Fun way to end the year. Now I have to finish the other two books.