First, my middle school granddaughter saw "Midrak Earthshaker" on my desk and has clamored for it ever since. A very good sign. Next, we got sick, my neighbor grandchildren and me. I live right next door so this happens fairly often. And everyone works so it falls to me to watch over them. Cable TV was taken out a while ago and that proved to be an excellent choice. But when they get sick, someone needs to entertain. So amid rumpled flannel sheets spread on a lumpy couch and with the soft slant of an afternoon light, I read "Midrak Earthshaker" aloud to my grandchildren. As much as I could fit in before they finally fell asleep. They gave a good fight and they got an introduction to another world. And, just like that, we added the story to be a part of our family literature. I found this story to be a refreshment on a book-weary palate. It lends itself to being read again and again as all good literature should. A mix of magic, elves, humans,rock people, and evil monsters do battle under the earth to get to the valiantly guarded Tree-of-Life and the power to rule or protect worlds. Yet still a small enough cast to get to know personalities. With art in the margins! I loved it, absolutely! We had a family tragedy not long ago and within this year. I found this: "You know more about magic than I but I would say as long as you remember someone they live. The worse death of all is to die in another's memory." So we are okay; we won't leave anybody behind.