I was 11 when Stonewords — a Ghost Story was released. I remember I bought it at the school book fair, so I was probably 12 when I actually read it.
I loved this book literally to death — I read it until the pages fell apart.
Over the years, I’ve hunted for this book I’d been so fond of in my youth. The problem was that I couldn’t remember the title.
What I did remember was that there were two Zoe(s) and one of them was a ghost, and I remembered the staircase. I occasionally entered these details into search engines, but never had any luck — until recently.
I don’t remember the site, but it was a message board of sorts — looking for a book I remember. There on the message board, someone else had been searching for the Zoe(s), and somebody else had known where to find them.
I finally found (and ordered) a copy. My copy arrived today. I was so excited; I couldn’t wait to read it.
After posting my excitement to social media, I settled onto the couch with a cup of coffee and Stonewords — a Ghost Story.
Just like in my youth, I never wanted to put it down. My only complaint was that I had to put it aside for grown up things like laundry.
I read it from start to finish in about 3 hours. I hadn’t remembered the exact story, though at times my memory kicked in and I knew what was coming next, it still kept me on the edge of my seat.
I passed it along to my daughter (now 12) in the hopes that she will enjoy it as much as I did (do).
Stonewords – a Ghost Story by Pam Conrad
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