In this sequel to The Monstrumologist, Rick Yancey continues the story of Will Henry, assistant to Pellinore Warthrop, the scientist who studies monsters. This is a wonderful, horrible book, like the first one. Every time I opened the book to read a new chapter (just as with the last one) I couldn't help but think about the person who gave me some feedback last year, telling me that older kids wouldn't want to read about a twelve year-old protagonist, that books with a middle-grade protagonist (aged 8-12) shouldn't be dark because no one wants to read that.
But wow, Rick Yancey won a Printz for The Monstrumologist.
The Wendigo is mythological creature of consumption, like a vampire, but the more it consumes the more it starves. And the only thing it wants is human flesh... well, certain parts of human flesh. I love that Rick Yancey explores obscure monster tales, avoiding thus far the ones we know so well. Set in the 1800's, The Curse of the Wendigo is just as dark, articulate, ambitious and creepy as the first book. H.P. Lovecraft for the YA crowd... or just the crowd that enjoys this sort of thing.