The Squirrel Machine, by Hans Rickheit, 179 pages
There are two brothers, William and Edmund, and they are both fairly loner-ish kids, scorned by the town and somewhat feared by their mother for their tendency to create large, organ-like instruments out of carcasses. Also, one of the brothers sleep-walks, but he goes to a dream-like world under the bed where there are machinery parts and intricate machines all over the place. The whole book had a dream-like/nightmare-like feel to it. That is as much as this book can really be described- it's like a nightmare within a dream. Actually, the best way to describe this book comes from the forward:
"Have you ever dreamed of falling, and in falling are aware that you are dreaming, and remember this is a fall you've dreamed repeatedly all your life, and upon awaking from maintenance of sleep retain the dream with clarity while "knowing" that the "memory" of previous dreams was part of a dream you were having for the first time?"
Word. It's unsettling and amazing all at once.
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