So what if 12-year-old Jack's great-great-great-great-great aunt has oddly youthful looks? (Probably cosmetic surgery.) Or a hat she never removes? (Fashion victim.) Or goes out into the creepy forest at midnight to play bingo? (Must be what people do in the country.) Who cares about that when her cottage doesn't even have Wi-Fi?! Forced to visit his distant relative with the unusual name of Gretel, Jack is about to find out that fairy tales aren't sparkly, cheesy love stories. They're dark. They have claws. They're a warning. And when you're the unwilling hero of your own fairy tale, you might be the one who's taught a nasty lesson.
Helen used to work at Waterstones when she was at studying at the University of Manchester. She then trained to be a journalist, but had absolutely no nose for a story. She claims she was 'more likely to give someone a cup of tea and tissues than camp out on their doorstep for a good quote'. She then became a PR account manager for many years, representing brands from Hilton Hotels to the British Army and would write copy for anybody and everybody - 'you know those magazines that they poke fun at on Mock the Week?'
After years of being bolted to a desk and loathing it, she became an English teacher. She now lives in NZ with her husband and 6 month old son.
'This debut novel by H. Easson is a masterpiece of modern middle-grade children’s literature. Kids of all ages will love the story she brings to life in this modern fairy tale. It is original and quirky, filled with silly plot twists.'
- Plot Monster
