“Hiram is an old, gnarled, and nasty elf who has lived in New York City’s Union Square for more than thirty years. He hates anything happy and fun, especially playgrounds, dogs, and children. When the city plans to renovate Union Square…Hiram plans to make everyone in the park so angry that they will all leave… This quick, fun read will delight fantasy fans and general readers alike. The short chapters and fast pace make it a good choice for reluctant readers. It is clean fiction with a little bit of silliness and lots of humor, making it enjoyable for middle school and even younger readers. It is a highly recommended purchase for both school and public libraries serving middle school readers.” – VOYA
THE ELF OF UNION SQUARE
by JAN CARR
The Elf's Rules for Union Square:
Hiram the Elf has had it with happy people. They're taking over Union Square Park -- his park! Hiram has a plan to spoil the fun. And it involves lots of nasty tricks -- people stepping in dog poop, and accidents in the playground. But 10-year-old Jack and his reporter friend Will are on the case. Can they find out who's behind all the trouble in the park?
WHY I WROTE THIS BOOK
When my husband first read this book, he said, "This is great! You wrote a book about our lives!" What? This wasn't about our lives. It was a fantasy. About an elf. But then he explained, "It has all the things we see all the time in the neighborhood -- the Greenmarket, the playground. And all the things we do, like when we made a lemonade stand."
That made me realize: writing can be like assembling a patchwork quilt. Even when the events in the plot are fictional, an author takes snippets of this and that and stitches them into a whole.
I first got the idea for the book when my son was young. We used to read a book called The Golden Books Treasury of Elves and Fairies. Though my son loved that book, one night he looked sad. "Why did all the elves live long ago?" he asked. "And why do they always live in faraway places like Ireland? Why can't they live here?" So then and there I made up a story about an elf who lived in NYC's Union Square. I thought it might be fun to make the elf nasty, create a character who would do mean things I would never think of doing myself. When my son fell asleep, I jotted down the ideas in my writer's notebook. And the next day I started work on them.
Beware! Beware! The Elf of Union Square!