Author: Pseudonym Bosch
Genres: Mystery, Fantasy, Middle Grade
Published: September 1, 2008 (Paperback)
Retail Price: $5.99
Rating: 4 stars
Warning: this description has not been authorized by Pseudonymous Bosch.
As much as he’d love to sing the praises of his book (he is very vain), he wouldn’t want you to hear about his brave 11-year old heroes, Cass and Max-Ernest. Or about how a mysterious box of vials, the Symphony of Smells, sends them on the trail of a magician who has vanished under strange (and stinky) circumstances. And he certainly wouldn’t want you to know about the hair-raising adventures that follow and the nefarious villains they face. You see, not only is the name of this book secret, the story inside is, too. For it concerns a secret. A Big Secret.
The Name of This Book Is Secret is a really fun and adventurous tale about two young kids who are out on a mission to save a friend after finding things from a deceased magician. This story was absolutely adorable, I liked it. And for a middle grade/young young adult novel, it kind of creeped me out a times at how the narrator foreshadowed things. But none the less, it was enjoyable.
I really enjoyed the characters, they each had their own problems and things that made them unique. They are definitely memorable by these things and they were fun and actually, kind of inspiring. Max-Ernest and Cassandra kind of took either side of adventurous and careful making it a perfect balance.
The plot is actually pretty unique to me, being that I have never read something else like this before. I feel like the conflict in this novel made it fit into lower young adult which was a nice mix between it and middle grade.
I was really impressed with and liked the writing that I’m exciting to get onto the second book, whether I borrow it from a friend or library or buy it. Nothing was overused or super repetitive, overall I enjoyed it. And you will too if you enjoy tales of young kid on an adventure.
“‘When you steal something, you should walk away slowly… Otherwise you attract attention” (129).
“Why did so many grown-ups want to be young… It was like going on a million-mile road trip then wanting to turn around without getting out of the car” (163).
“Vault-like library crammed with books– piles and piles of books…” (271).