NOVEDADES

Years before Dorothy and her dog crash-land, another little girl makes her presence known in Oz. This girl, Elphaba, is born with emerald-green skin—no easy burden in a land as mean and poor as Oz, where superstition and magic are not strong enough to explain or overcome the natural disasters of flood and famine. Still, Elphaba is smart, and by the time she enters Shiz University, she becomes a member of a charmed circle of Oz’s most promising young citizens. But Elphaba’s Oz is no utopia. The Wizard’s secret police are everywhere. Animals—those creatures with voices, souls, and minds—are threatened with exile. Young Elphaba, green and wild and misunderstood, is determined to protect the Animals—even if it means combating the mysterious Wizard, even if it means risking her single chance at romance. Ever wiser in guilt and sorrow, she can find herself grateful when the world declares her a witch. And she can even make herself glad for that young girl from Kansas.

The world outside has grown toxic, the view of it limited, talk of it forbidden. The remnants of humanity live underground in a single silo. But there are always those who hope, who dream. These are the dangerous people, the residents who infect others with their optimism. Their punishment is simple. They are given the very thing they want: They are allowed to go outside. After the previous sheriff leaves the silo in a terrifying ritual, Juliette, a mechanic from the down deep, is suddenly and inexplicably promoted to the head of law enforcement. With newfound power and with little regard for the customs she is supposed to abide, Juliette uncovers hints of a sinister conspiracy. Tugging this thread may uncover the truth . . . or it could kill every last human alive.

I’m just a girl. And it turns out, I’m Hercules. I’m struggling to survive in a Titan infested world where Spartans, immortals from twelve royal families who have god-like powers and obscene wealth, rule over all. A shy-stammering foster child with nothing, I keep my head down, cover my scars, and focus on excelling in school. At least, I try to. Then it happens. My blood test reveals I’m part of the powerful elite. I’m one of them. A Spartan. Forced to attend the Spartan War Academy, I undergo the most harrowing test of all time to see if I have what it takes to be an immortal. There’s just a few problems. Achilles and Patro are my scary mentors. Kharon, the ferryman of death, and Augustus, the son of war, are my terrifying professors. Also, I’m pretty sure either someone’s stalking me everywhere I go, or my sanity’s slipping––I have a bad feeling both are true.

"Once there was a tree...and she loved a little boy." So begins a story of unforgettable perception, beautifully written and illustrated by the gifted and versatile Shel Silverstein. This moving parable for all ages offers a touching interpretation of the gift of giving and a serene acceptance of another's capacity to love in return. Every day the boy would come to the tree to eat her apples, swing from her branches, or slide down her trunk...and the tree was happy. But as the boy grew older he began to want more from the tree, and the tree gave and gave and gave. This is a tender story, touched with sadness, aglow with consolation. The Giving Tree is a meaningful gift for milestone events such as graduations, birthdays, and baby showers. Shel Silverstein's incomparable career as a bestselling children's book author and illustrator began with Lafcadio, the Lion Who Shot Back. He is also the creator of picture books including A Giraffe and a Half, Who Wants a Cheap Rhinoceros?, The Missing Piece, The Missing Piece Meets the Big O, and the perennial favorite The Giving Tree, and of classic poetry collections such as Where the Sidewalk Ends, A Light in the Attic, Falling Up, Every Thing On It, Don't Bump the Glump!, and Runny Babbit plus Runny Babbit Returns.

Ataviado con sombrero de fieltro y una pipa entre los dientes, el Dante de Seymour Chwast no puede ser más actual. Si La divina comedia se ha convertido en un clásico, quizá se deba a cuán poco se parece a la obra de los contemporáneos del autor, que no solo inventó un mundo como lo han hecho muy pocos, sino que es el gran pionero de la autoficción. Podría deberse también al atrevimiento de Dante de escribir como hablaba realmente la gente de su tiempo y su lugar, la Toscana, y no en latín, según se había esperado de un literato. Chwast, un héroe de la ilustración y el diseño, ya casi centenario, condensa de una manera tan audaz como efectiva toda la complejidad de un clásico que no siempre se animan los lectores a abordar. Y en la estela de Dante, convierte la poesía del original en una obra alejada de la convención del arte secuencial en favor de páginas sorprendentes. Por su forma singular de reimaginar el clásico medieval, Chwast es fiel y digno heredero de un autor al que se considera el padre de la lengua italiana. Como en el poema original, el Dante de Chwast recorre junto a su maestro Virgilio los círculos del Infierno. Juntos atraviesan el Purgatorio y llegan hasta el Paraíso, donde encuentran a Beatriz, la difunta amada de Dante, porque la Comedia acaba bien y recuerda, a quien quiera saberlo, que existe una luz divina. Pero no hacemos spoilers, lo que importa es cómo transcurre el viaje y cómo se cuenta. La serie de personajes que van encontrando a lo largo del viaje.