Oddity

by Eli Brown, Karin Rytter (Illustrator)

Overview

The daughter of a murdered physician vows to protect the magical Oddity he left behind in an alternate nineteenth century where a failed Louisiana Purchase has locked a young Unified States into conflict with France.

It’s the early 1800s, and Clover travels the impoverished borderlands of the Unified States with her father, a physician. See to the body before you, he teaches her, but Clover can’t help becoming distracted by bigger things, including the coming war between the US and France, ignited by a failed Louisiana Purchase, and the terrifying vermin, cobbled together from dead animals and spare parts, who patrol the woods. Most of all, she is consumed with interest for Oddities, ordinary objects with extraordinary abilities, such as a Teapot that makes endless amounts of tea and an Ice Hook that freezes everything it touches. Clover’s father has always disapproved of Oddities, but when he is murdered, Clover embarks on a perilous mission to protect the one secret Oddity he left behind. And as she uncovers the truth about her parents and her past, Clover emerges as a powerful agent of history. Here is an action-filled American fantasy of alternate history to rival the great British fantasies in ideas and scope.

Product Details

ISBN-13:	9781536211979
Publisher:	Candlewick Press
Publication date:	03/15/2021
Series:	Oddity
Sold by:	Barnes & Noble
Format:	eBook
Lexile:	780L (what's this?)
File size:	59 MB
Note:	This product may take a few minutes to download.
Age Range:	8 - 12 Years

About the Author

Eli Brown is an acclaimed writer of adult novels. This is his first book for young people. He lives outside San Francisco.

Read an Excerpt

Chapter 1
Trouble Breeds Trouble


Are you keeping mice in your bag again?” Constantine asked, turning in his saddle to peer at his daughter. “You couldn’t choose a filthier pet.”
   “I haven’t kept mice since I was a little girl,” Clover said, folding her haversack closed and pulling her hat down to hide her eyes. If her father knew what she did have in her bag, he would wish it were a whole litter of mice.
   “I can hear you fiddling with something back there. When you turn fourteen, I’ll be giving you your own medical bag, but not if you plan to keep buttered bread and rodents in it.”
   Clover held her tongue. In addition to remembering the portions that turned poison to medicine, never flinching from the horrors of pus or spilling organs, and keeping his tools clean and orderly, her father also wanted Clover herself to be tidy: useful and trouble free, like a porcelain spoon. She was too tired to argue anyway. For the past two days they’d been assisting a breech birth down on the Sawtooth Prairie, and fatigue had made Clover goose brained.
 
   She knew she looked ragged even though her dark curls were bound into tight braids. Being a doctor’s daughter was messy work, and Clover hated to have her hair yanked by deranged patients. She’d been tending to the sick in the foothills of the Centurion Mountains with her father for as long as she could remember. She helped him grind powders and hold patients down during surgery. She even stitched up the easy wounds herself, dipping the silk in brandy before making the tight, clean loops that kept a body together.
   Now Clover shifted in her saddle, close to giggling or cursing. Or both. She watched her father, the model of propriety. Constantine Elkin had high cheekbones and a black beard that tapered to a handsome ink brush point. In recent years, Clover had seen the gray hair creep into his temples. His clothes were threadbare, but even now, after twenty-six hours of keeping a mother and baby alive in a sod house, his vest was still buttoned up—he was always a gentleman. He even chewed pine needles so his patients wouldn’t smell the smoked trout he survived on.
   They started up the red-clay slopes toward home. The forest thickened, and a squirrel squawked at them from the branches above. To Clover, there was nothing sillier than an angry squirrel, a fat governor of its own tree. She giggled, which only made the squirrel bark louder. Its tail waved like a battle flag. Clover wiggled her nose and showed her own teeth as she barked back, “Chuff, chuff!”
   Clover’s stomach grumbled. She hadn’t had time to eat the raisin buns Widow Henshaw had made for her, and now they were as stale as oak galls. She pinched off a crust and cast it at the base of the tree, because even grumpy squirrels deserved something sweet now and then.
 
   Her father shot her a look. He was suspicious. What would he do if he discovered the secret in her haversack? Nothing upset him as much as an oddity.
   Clover noticed the bundle of gray fur swinging from her father’s saddlebag and was suddenly as hungry as she was tired.
   “Are you telling me that after two days of tending and a healthy baby against all odds, those settlers paid us with prairie rabbits?” Clover asked.
   “You would prefer to be paid with snails? They’re poor, kroshka,” Constantine answered. “The poorest.”
   Clover usually liked it when he called her kroshka—it meant little bread crumb—but those rabbits galled her.
   “Aren’t we poor? Everyone pays us with turnips or jugs of sour cider. There’s not even any fat on those rabbits. Look at your pants. I’ve mended them so many times the seat looks like a quilt.”
   Constantine sighed and shook his head.
   “This is why the ties on my bonnet frayed and I switched to men’s hats,” Clover continued.
   He looked back at her under a cocked eyebrow. “I thought you preferred dressing like a boy.” There was a tender smile half-hidden under his mustache.
   “I wear trousers so I can sit on a saddle properly, since I spend half my life on this horse. I wear men’s gloves because they were made to get dirty and don’t stretch or wear out.” Clover knew she was beginning to sound like an angry squirrel herself, but after the cramped vigil in the damp birthing room it felt good to holler. “I’m not about to blister my backside sitting sidesaddle just because the world was made for men!”
   “As you wish,” he said.
 
   It was just like her father to make her feel like she had chosen this life.
   “A Prague-trained surgeon could have real paying customers if only we lived a little closer to New Manchester,” she argued. “Or Brackenweed. Or any city. We could have fresh milk every day and new clothes. In New Manchester, we could buy turpentine instead of having to boil pine resin ourselves. That stuff never washes out! And you ask me why I don’t wear dresses.”
   Her father was silent, allowing her outburst but refusing to participate. If Clover had wanted a response, she shouldn’t have mentioned New Manchester. Nothing shut her father up as quickly as talk of the past. He had buried his history like a dead body.
   Clover had been a toddler when they left New Manchester and didn’t remember a thing about it. “Cities are swollen with woe,” Constantine was fond of saying. Because of his Russian accent it sounded like svollen vit voe. The true name of that woe was Miniver Elkin. Clover knew only three things about her dead mother: that she had been a collector of oddities; that she was involved with a society of scholars who studied the singular objects; and that she had died in a tragic accident that her father would not explain.
   Constantine’s broken heart was the reason Clover had never walked the busy streets of New Manchester, never visited her mother’s grave. Everyone said that Constantine Elkin was a generous doctor. But Clover knew how much he kept for himself. His high, learned forehead was a cabinet he had locked his secrets inside.
   Now Clover had her own secret, something thrilling. Keeping an eye on the back of her father’s head, she opened her haversack and reached in.

Editorial Reviews

02/01/2021

In an alternate 1822, the uneasy peace between America, the French-controlled Louisiana Territory, and the fictional Sehanna Confederation (inspired, a note clarifies, by the Haudenosaunee Confed-eracy) is on the verge of collapse. The U.S. military searches for oddities, strange and powerful objects and entities, a handful of which stalemated the Louisiana War 20 years prior. Just before bandits kill teenage Clover’s Russian country-doctor father in pursuit of one such item, he entrusts it to her with instructions to find a famed scholar of oddities in a distant city. Brown (Cinnamon & Gunpowder, for adults), making his children’s debut, writes a weird world filled with vividly depicted characters. Ruthless bandits contest with Clover and her allies—a “living oddity” known as the “Cockerel Colonel” and resilient Nessa Applewhite Branagan, a traveling cure-all tonic saleswoman—for control of a cache of oddities that could win the war or further ignite it. Carefully constructed settings, such as such as an intoxicating marsh derived from an endlessly refilling wine cup and the oddities at the tale’s center—a perpetually freezing ice hook, time-stopping matches—mix the mundane and the impossible, driving a memorable adventure studded with light historical references and Rytter’s woodcut-style illustrations. Ages 10–14. Author’s agent: Stephen Barr, Writers House. (Mar.)

Publishers Weekly

A thrillingly original fusion of adventure, magic, and epic alternate history, Oddity zings with storytelling panache. Peopled by rich, strange, and delightful characters—both human and eerily otherwise—and featuring a superb heroine, it is inexhaustibly inventive, pouring forth new wonders with the marvelous ease of the magical Wineglass that never runs dry."
—Jonathan Stroud, author of the Lockwood & Co. series and the Bartimaeus Sequence

Set in an alternate version of early 19th-century America, where war is looming between a massive army led by Napoleon Bonaparte (the only actual historical figure mentioned in the book) and an assortment of fighters led by the ambitious Senator Auburn, this imaginative fantasy-adventure is packed with magical items. . . Rytter’s striking black-and-white linocuts add to the book’s dark, magical feel. This strikingly original, beautifully written fantasy novel will appeal to high-level readers seeking magical adventure.
—School Library Journal (starred review)

A determinedly offbeat historical American fantasy. Brown’s first entry into children’s literature preserves his peculiar brand of whimsy in an episodic, often perilous adventure enlivened by charming woodcut-style illustrations…a good choice for sophisticated readers.”
—Kirkus Reviews

...reads like a richly imagined blend of Lloyd Alexander’s The Black Cauldron and Philip Pullman’s The Golden Compass, and it is fueled by Clover’s desire to better understand her family’s past and so herself. Matches that stop time, an evil witch, and a talking rooster are but a few of the wonders Brown has in store for his readers.
—Booklist

In an alternate 1822, the uneasy peace between America, the French-controlled Louisiana Territory, and the fictional Sehanna Confederation is on the verge of collapse....Carefully constructed settings, such as an intoxicating marsh derived from an endlessly refilling wine cup and the oddities at the tale’s center—a perpetually freezing ice hook, time-stopping matches—mix the mundane and the impossible, driving a memorable adventure studded with light historical references and Rytter’s woodcut-style illustrations.
—Publishers Weekly

From a dizzying allotment of intriguing pieces, Brown builds a strongly woven alt-history fantasy adventure that is equal parts violence and resilience, desperation and hope, with occasional doses of the grotesque. Clover makes for an admirable heroine, who builds strength through adversity and friendships through kindness. The richness of the imagined world shines through, a strength reinforced by detailed woodcut-style illustrations and a glossary of notable oddities at novel’s end.
—Bulletin of the Center for Children's Books

Set in an alternate 19th century Unified States, this story begins with Clover discovering her first oddity. . . . Clover does what is needed to discover the truth. She is brave, smart, and loyal. The character's expressive dialogue, along with the vivid narration that establishes the setting, immerses the reader in this alternate 19th century world. The swift pace captures and draws the reader along. This first book in a planned duology will leave the reader longing to hear the conclusion to Clover's story.
—School Library Connection

Written with insouciant charm and ornamented by Karin Rytter’s pleasantly severe woodcut-style pictures, ‘Oddity’ offers eccentric adventure that is true to its name.
—The Wall Street Journal

In this strange yet somehow familiar landscape, Brown offers a sweeping political backdrop of ambition, greed and the thread of endless war as his action-packed narrative races along.
—The Buffalo News

This is the rare book for young readers that balances philosophy with action, and individual bravery with the need to rely on allies.
—Historical Novel Society

From the Publisher

★ 04/23/2021

Gr 6 Up—Twelve-year-old Clover Elkin has always longed to find an Oddity, one of several magical items hidden all over the world. Her father warns her that Oddities are dangerous; they were somehow responsible her mother's death. But when her father is attacked by a gang of bandits, he tells her to run—throwing her his medical bag, he reveals that he kept one Oddity, and that she must find the head of the Society of Anomalogists. Lost and hunted, Clover's escape soon leads her to encounters with a bizarre assortment of new acquaintances, including a talking rooster who happens to be a famous general, a girl who sells fake elixirs, and a murderous doll with incredible strength. Along the way she discovers the shocking truth about her mother and about her own mysterious past. Set in an alternate version of early 19th-century America, where war is looming between a massive army led by Napoleon Bonaparte (the only actual historical figure mentioned in the book) and an assortment of fighters led by the ambitious Senator Auburn, this imaginative fantasy-adventure is packed with magical items, like a pistol that always hits its target, a hat that steals people's secrets, and matches that stop time while they are burning. The descriptions are lyrical and richly detailed, and the story full of unexpected twists. Most of the main characters, including Clover and her family and the major villains, are white, but her family friend, the Widow Henshaw, is a former enslaved person, and she is also aided by members of a local tribe (the author's note mentions that all of the tribes are fictional, to avoid any inaccuracy in representation). Rytter's striking black-and-white linocuts add to the book's dark, magical feel. VERDICT This strikingly original, beautifully written fantasy novel will appeal to high-level readers seeking magical adventure.—Ashley Larsen, Pacifica Libraries, CA

School Library Journal

2021-01-12
A determinedly offbeat historical American fantasy.

Brown’s first entry into children’s literature preserves his peculiar brand of whimsy in an episodic, often perilous adventure enlivened by charming woodcut-style illustrations. In an alternate 19th century, the Louisiana Purchase failed, leading to war, and now three powers—France, the 11 Unified States, and the Sehanna Confederation—exist in uneasy balance. Thirteen-year-old Clover’s obsession with oddities, strange things that are somehow more—the Wineglass that never runs dry, the Ice Hook that creates its own ice—seems harmless, but oddities killed her mother and attract the bandits who kill her Russian father and precipitate the plot. What follows is a journey through a world with elements both familiar (slavery, rotten politicians, and eager warmongers) and strange. Along the way to the climax, Clover makes friends and enemies and grows up quickly. The vivid sense of place, even pacing, and memorable characterization—including multiple strong girl characters—are real strengths. However, the alternate history narrative may be better appreciated by readers familiar with actual events and therefore able to place the fantasy-world Native nations (inspired by the Haudenosaunee Confederacy) and the history of European colonization in context. The advanced vocabulary makes this a good choice for sophisticated readers. Main characters are White; Clover’s neighbor and mother figure is a formerly enslaved Black woman. Clover’s village of Salamander Lake is a place where, in contrast to other locations in this world, people of different ethnicities mingle as equals.

Intriguing. (map, catalog of oddities) (Historical fantasy. 11-14)

Kirkus Reviews