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I grew up between worlds. Most of my childhood I lived in Singapore, where my parents were missionaries in the Chinese churches there and where I was a curiosityan undersized boy with a white-blond crewcut and pink cheeks that seemed to be just right for pinching and cooing over. When I was small, I reacted against the Chinese and Malay and Indian cultures that surrounded me, by proudly declaring myself American and turning up my nose at everything Singaporean. Thus I rejected all sorts of mouth-watering foods in favor of such true American specialties as Velveeta and Wonder Bread. I would have eaten library paste if I'd thought it would make me more American. The paste would have tasted better. Then, on visits back to the United States, I discovered that I was just as much an outsider in my own country as I was in Singapore. It wasn't just that the other kids I met in the states didn't know anything about other cultures or people, but that they didn't seem to want to know. I began to appreciate Singapore as I never had. For the rest of my childhood and teen years, I tried to work out how to love both the country of my birth and the country that was my home for all they were worth. One thing was sure, though: I would never be just an American or just a Singaporean. I was like a pollywog, stuck somewhere between tadpole and frog. I was the same way concerning my plans for the future. I was going to be a minister, a teacher, or a writer, depending on which day you asked me. Even as I went to college, my career picture never really become clear. I had officially decided to become a minister, but I majored in English and began writing poetry and short stories. I went to ministerial school and, while there, began writing novels. I became pastor of a small church in Muncie, Indiana, and while I drove around making pastoral visits, I composed light verse about church history in my head. I decided to become a religion professor and got a Ph.D. in Hebrew and Greek, but I kept on writing fiction. None of my books are "religious" novels. I began teaching in the religion department of a Baptist university, where I mostly hung out with English professors. I was thirty-three years old and still a pollywog. I don't mean to say that I'm unstable. (I might be, but I certainly don't intend to say so.) Certain things do stay the same throughout my life: my faith, my love for my wife (Rebecca) and children (William, Ethan, and Grace), my enjoyment of words, my tendency to forget appointments, my habit of trailing off in mid-sentence and losing my train of thought, my ... But in many ways I'm still between worlds. Now I am the part-time pastor of a small Baptist church in Wisconsin, an occasional substitute teacher, an occasional instructor in a university extension program, and a children's novelist. Often the people I meet in one of my worlds don't understand my other lives. Literary people who find out I'm a minister are frequently astonished. ("How interesting!" they say doubtfully, as if they had just discovered that I lived entirely on a diet of worms.) On the other hand, many people in my own church would be shocked if they ever read my novels, which are full of sorcery and beheadings and fairies and elves and other things that you hardly ever find in Sunday School books. I'm not what anyone in any of my worlds expects me to be. The poet Walt Whitman once wrote "Do I contradict myself? Very well then, I contradict myself. (I am large. I contain multitudes.)" I don't think I'm as large as WhitmanI'm only a pollywog, after allbut I guess it's all right for me to be bigger than other people's notions of what I'm supposed to be. This autobiographical essay appears in the Ninth Book of Junior Authors and Illustrators, edited by Connie C. Rockman, and published by H. W. Wilson in 2004. It is used here with permission. |
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The Adventures of Sir Givret the Short Many years ago, the storytellers say, the great King Arthur held court with his gallant Knights of the Round Table. Poor Givret, who is easily the shortest man at court, bears the brunt of their jokes. But what he lacks in stature, Givret makes up for in brains—and before he knows it, his quick thinking has landed him a place at the famous Round Table! And so beginneth the exciting and funny adventures of Sir Givret the Short, Brilliant, and Marvelous. |
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The Adventures of Sir Lancelot the Great Many years ago, the storytellers say, the great King Arthur brought justice to England with the help of his gallant Knights of the Round Table. Of these worthy knights, there was never one so fearless, so chivalrous, so honorable, so...shiny, as the dashing Sir Lancelot, who was quite good at defending the helpless and protecting the weak, just as long as he'd had his afternoon nap. Behold the very exciting and very funny adventures of Lancelot the Great, as only the acclaimed Arthurian author Gerald Morris can tell them. |
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The Quest of the Fair Unknown On her deathbed, Beaufils's mother leaves him with a quest and a clue: find your father, a knight of King Arthur's court. So Beaufils leaves the isolated forest of his youth and quickly discovers that he has much to learn about the world beyond his experience. Beaufils's innocence never fails to make his companions grin, but his fresh outlook on the world's peculiarities turns out to be more of a gift than a curse as they encounter unexpected friends and foes. With his constant stream of wise fools and foolish wise men, holy hermits and others of rather less holiness, plotting magicians and conniving Ladies, Gerald Morris infuses these medieval stories with a riotous humor all his own. |
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The Lioness and Her Knight Luneta is tired of living in dull Orkney with her mother and father (who happens to be the most boring knight of King Arthur"s Round Table). She prides herself on always getting what she wants, so when the opportunity presents itself, she jumps at the chance to stay at a family friend"s castle near Camelot. Her handsome cousin, Sir Ywain a young knight seeking adventurearrives just in time to escort her to King Arthur"s court. Along the way they pick up a knight-turned-fool named Rhience, whose wit and audacity set many a puffed-up personality in its place. Before arriving at Lady Laudine"s castle, the trio stops at Camelot, where they hear the story of the Storm Stone, a magical object deep in the forest that soon sweeps everyone into a web of love, betrayal, and more than a bit of magic. |
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The Princess, the Crone, and the Dung-Cart Knight |
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The Ballad of Sir Dinadan A fifth Arthurian retelling. This one begins with the stories of Tristram and Iseult, especially as told in Tristan, by Gottfried von Strassburg, and in Malory. Young Dinadan has no wish to joust or quest or save damsels in distress or do any of the knightly things expected of him. He'd rather be a minstrel, playing his rebec and writing ballads. But he was born to be a knight, and knights, of course, have adventures. So after his father forces his knighthood upon him, he wanders toward King Arthur's court, in the company of a misguided young Welsh lad named Culloch. There Dinadan meets Sir Kai and Sir Bedivere, and the three find themselves accompanying Culloch on the worst sort of quest. Along the way, Dinadan writes his own ballads, singing of honor, bravery, loyalty, and courtly loveand becomes a player in the pathetic love story of Tristram and Iseult. He meets the Moorish knight Palomides, the clever but often exasperating Lady Brangienne, and an elvin musician named Sylvanus, along with an unusual collection of recreant knights and dimwitted defenders of chivalry. He learns that while minstrels sing of spectacular heroic deeds, honor is often found in simpler, quieter ways. |
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Parsifal's Page Arthurian stuff again, this one based on the German classic Parzival by Wolfram von Eschenbach. Piers is desperate to become a page to escape the dirty, tedious labor of his father's blacksmith shop. So when a knight arrives announcing that he's on "the quest," Piers begs to go along. Off on a series of adventures he never dreamed possible, Piers and the knight quickly run into difficulties. The knight is slain by Parsifal who is on a quest of his own. Parsifal is unlike anyone Piers has ever met. He doesn't behave "knightly" at all. Slowly, Piers realizes that being a knight has nothing to do with shining armor and winning jousts. And, as their journey continues, they find that to achieve their quest they must learn more than knighthood: they must learn about themselves. The tale of Parsifal has been told more than that of any other knight, but no one has ever told his story quite like Gerald Morris does in his fourth Arthurian novel, another tour de force of humor, action, magic, and, as always, true love. |
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The Savage Damsel and the Dwarf Another Arthurian novel, from Book VI of Malory. Her castle under siege by an evil knight who keeps beheading all her would-be rescuers, Lady Lynet realizes the only way to get help is to get it herself. So one night she slips away and strikes out for King Arthur's court where she hopes to find a gallant knight to vanquish the Knight of the Red Lands and free her castle. Gerald Morris's latest Arthurian novel is a highly comic tale of hidden identities, mysterious knights, faeries and enchantments, damsels-in-distress, and true love. |
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The Squire, His Knight, & His Lady My second Arthurian novel, based on the anonymous medieval work Sir Gawain and the Green Knight. Squire Terence and Sir Gawain are off questing again, but this time their journey is overshadowed by their ultimate destination: Gawain is to meet up with the Green Knight in a contest that could easily lead to Gawain's death. Along the way the two have a slew of hair-raising adventures and encounter the usual odd assortment of characters, including the plucky Lady Eileen. Sparks instantly fly between Terence and Eileen as she joins the squire and his knight on their travels. As they weave their way between the world of men and the Other World, Gawain and Terence discover much about themselves. The Squire, His Knight, and His Lady is the sequel to Gerald Morris's debut book, The Squire's Tale, about which the Bulletin of the Center for Children's Books raved, "This Arthurian road trip will have readers wondering why there aren't more books like this one and hoping that Morris will do it again." And so he has. |
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The Squire's Tale Growing up an orphan in an isolated cottage in the woods, young Terence never expected much adventure. But upon the arrival of Gawain, his life takes a surprising turn. Gawain is destined to become one of the most famous knights of the Round Table. Terence becomes Gawain's squire and leaves his secluded life for one of adventure in King Arthur's court. In no time Terence is plunged into the exciting world of kings, wizards, knights, wars, magic spells, dwarfs, damsels in distress, and enchanters. As he adjusts to his new life, he proves to be not only an able squire but also a keen observer of the absurdities around him. His duties take him on a quest with Gawain and on a journey of his own, to solve the mystery of his parentage. Filled with rapier-sharp wit, jousting jocularity, and chuckleheaded knights, this is King Arthur's court as never before experienced. |
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