Today, in preparation for next month’s publication of Any Which Wall, I set out to look for other fans of Edward Eager, since WALL is a kind of tribute to Eager.Â I thought maybe I could interest Eager fans in MY BOOK!
But sadly, I have to report that there’s just nothing online about Eager.Â No fan page, no fan club, nothing.
I find this hard to accept.Â Eager has been in print for half a century.Â He was a bestseller in his day, and every library I’ve ever set foot in has had a copy of Half Magic on its shelves.Â I know countless people who love his books, and yet– I guess he just doesn’t inspite the kind of excitement required for fandom.
Which has me thinking about devotion, obsession.Â What is it about some books that inspires frenzy?Â Madness? Passion?Â Eager’s books are, I guess, not those kinds of books.
They’re not the kind of books you have wild nights with. They’re just the kind of books you marry.