The passing of yet another of the fantastic authors from my childhood.
From the NYT Books article: “Madeleine L’Engle, who in writing more than 60 books, including childhood fables, religious meditations and science fiction, weaved emotional tapestries transcending genre and generation, died Thursday in Connecticut. She was 88.”
She’s best known for the A Wrinkle in Time series. I remember reading her books over and over. Her books were always the type to be enjoyed by adults and children alike. They still have a spot on my bookshelf right next to some of her adult fiction like her Crosswicks Journal series and Certain Women (about a father-daughter relationship). The pages are starting to fall out in at least a few of the volumes. She had such amazing talent and gave us such beautiful stories.
May she rest in peace.