100 Cupboards (100 Cupboards Book 1): Book 1 by N. D. Wilson100 Cupboards (100 Cupboards Book 1): Book 1 by N. D. Wilson

100 Cupboards (100 Cupboards Book 1): Book 1

byN. D. Wilson

Paperback | December 23, 2008

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Readers who love Percy Jackson, the Unwanteds, and Beyonders will discover that 100 cupboards mean 100 opportunities for adventure! The bestselling and highly acclaimed 100 Cupboards series starts here.
What dangers are locked behind the cupboard doors? Henry isn’t brave, but when he hears a thumping and scratching on the other side of his bedroom wall, he can’t ignore it. He scrapes off the plaster and discovers mysterious doors—cupboards of all different shapes and sizes. Through one he sees a glowing room and a man strolling back and forth. Through another he sees only darkness and feels the cold sense that something isn’t right. When his cousin Henrietta boldly travels into the worlds beyond the cupboards, it’s up to Henry to follow her. Now that he’s opened the doors, can he keep the evil inside from coming through?
“A must-read series.” —The Washington Post
N. D. WILSON lives and writes in the top of a tall, skinny house only one block from where he was born. But his bestselling novels, including the highly acclaimed 100 Cupboards series, have traveled far and wide and have been translated into dozens of languages. He and his wife have five young storytellers of their own, along with an u...
Title:100 Cupboards (100 Cupboards Book 1): Book 1Format:PaperbackDimensions:320 pages, 7.69 × 5.25 × 0.75 inPublished:December 23, 2008Publisher:Random House Children's BooksLanguage:English

The following ISBNs are associated with this title:

ISBN - 10:0375838821

ISBN - 13:9780375838828

Appropriate for ages: 9 - 12

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Rated 4 out of 5 by from adequate, all right, okay, pretty good Travel writers Phil and Ursula York of Boston, MA, the parents of timid twelve-year-old Henry, have been kidnapped while riding bicycles in Colombia, so Henry goes to Henry, KS, to live with his uncle and aunt, Frank and Dorothy (Dotty) Willis and his three cousins, Henrietta, Anastasia, and Penelope. He is given a bedroom in the attic and one night, after hearing some thumping and scratching, discovers that there are 100 cupboard doors under the plaster, which he proceeds to remove. Then he and Henrietta explore the doors which seem to open into other worlds, meeting several odd characters along the way like a boy named Richard Leeds, the strange little man Eli FitzFaeren, and the evil witch Nimiane. What will happen to Henry and Henrietta? Will they be able to get back home? And exactly who is Henry anyway? Author Nathan David Wilson, born in 1978, is the son of Reformed minister Douglas Wilson whose name is well known among homeschool circles as a proponent of classical Christian education. N. D. is a 1999 graduate of New Saint Andrews College, and holds a master’s degree in liberal arts from St. John’s College in Annapolis, MD (2001). He served as a part-time Lecturer at New Saint Andrews from 2001-2004, was promoted to Fellow of Literature in the fall of 2004, and still teaches as a professor of classical rhetoric part-time. Formerly he served as the managing editor for Credenda/Agenda magazine. His first children’s novel was Leepike Ridge, an adventure story. 101 Cupboards is the opening book of the Henry York fantasy trilogy, followed by Dandelion Fire and The Chestnut King. Wilson has now begun a new series, “The Ashtown Burials,” which will be comprised of five novels beginning with The Dragon's Tooth and The Drowned Vault. Based on reviews, I was really looking forward to reading 101 Cupboards. Was I disappointed? No. Was I overwhelmed? Not necessarily. It was adequate, all right, okay, pretty good. The plot starts out a little slowly while the characters are introduced and the stage is set, but it builds up to plenty of action and excitement later on. There is little objectionable. I did note a couple of references to drinking beer. Certain creepy, magical elements, such as when Nimiane feeds off people’s blood, might be a little frightening to some children on the younger end of the targeted reading level and those who are a bit sensitive. However, anyone who likes the bizarre and doesn’t mind a bit of scariness should enjoy the book. A few loose ends are left at the close, but this opens the door (pun not originally intended, but it fits) for the sequels. I guess that I would like to read the other two books, but I really don’t feel any mad rush to go out and get them immediately.
Date published: 2013-01-15
Rated 5 out of 5 by from Knock Knock This was a fascinating, fabulous and fantastic book. To be honest, I was intrigued by the cover, and the write-up about the book. The story focuses around Henry, a 12 year old boy who arrives to stay with his cousins in Henry, Kansas. His parents are travel writers and have been kidnapped. So he is staying with his uncle Frank, aunt Dotty and his three cousins, Anastasia, Henrietta and Penelope. Henry gets the attic as his bedroom. Then while Henry lies in bed, he starts hearing some thumping from the outside wall, and the plaster starts crumbing off. He finds two dial knobs on an elaborate door. With some scraping and hard work he uncovers a whole wall of cupboard doors, all different shapes, sizes and styles. Henry and Henrietta begin to try to find out what they can about the doors; they each seem to lead to different places and times. And now the adventure begins in earnest. They learn many things, and have a great adventure but maybe some doors should never be opened. This story is masterfully told, and the sense of amazement, awe and adventure it arises in the reader is magnificent. Wilson has constructed a wonderful story that starts in our world and has so many possibilities. The reader finds himself racing ahead wanting to find where the story will go. I found myself cheering on Henry and Henrietta as they moved through the story. The characters are believable, the story well written and excellently paced. It is reminiscent of C.S. Lewis's The Magician's Nephew, except instead of magic pools that lead to different worlds it is the magic of the cupboards. This book would be an excellent read for your summer break, and book 2 has just come out - Dandelion Fire. So if you like it as much as I do, you have even more to read. (First published in Imprint 2009-04-03.)
Date published: 2009-04-04
Rated 4 out of 5 by from A Page-Turner Henry's parent's are missing while on assignment in South America and he is sent to live with his Aunt, Uncle and three girl cousins way out in a small rural town. Henry is given an attic room and discovers something is not quite right with one wall. He chips away at the plaster with his knife and finds a cupboard and as he continues and uncovers the whole wall, he ends up with 99 cupboards on his wall. Most are locked, but when he looks through one he sees a yellow room and a man walking around and then mail is put into his cupboard. Henry confides the secret with his cousin Henrietta, and they continue to find secrets in the house that lead to clues on opening the other cupboards, but not all cupboards are as innocent as the first one that Henry looked through and they unknowingly unleash an evil power. This was quite the read! A very unique premise and well-written. It is refreshing to read about a main character who is not the usual orphan with no likeable adults around. Though his parents are missing his aunt and uncle play a big part in the story and the family he stays with is a very loving, close one. This was a page-turner that I couldn't put down. I really enjoyed the characters. Henry, his uncle and Henrietta were the most fleshed out but I presume we'll get to know the others better in the next book. The story also ends with a definite ending, no cliff-hanger ending, which I like. But there are numerous threads left hanging that leave the reader anxious for Book 2, which will be out in February of this year. I have no idea whether this is going to be a trilogy or part of a longer series but I can tell you I am definitely hooked and ready for the next book.
Date published: 2009-01-26

Read from the Book

Henry, Kansas, is a hot town. And a cold town. It is a town so still there are times when you can hear a fly trying to get through the window of the locked-up antique store on Main Street. Nobody remembers who owns the antique store, but if you press your face against the glass, like the fly, you'll see that whoever they are, they don't have much beyond a wide variety of wagon wheels. Yes, Henry is a still town. But there have been tornadoes on Main Street. If the wind blows, it's like it won't ever stop. Once it's stopped, there seems to be no hope of getting it started again.There is a bus station in Henry, but it isn't on Main Street. It's one block north--the town fathers hadn't wanted all the additional traffic. The station lost one- third of its roof to a tornado fifteen years ago. In the same summer, a bottle rocket brought the gift of fire to its restrooms. The damage has never been repaired, but the town council makes sure that the building is painted fresh every other year, and always the color of a swimming pool. There is never graffiti. Vandals would have to drive more than twenty miles to buy the spray paint.Every once in a long while, a bus creeps into town and eases to a stop beside the mostly roofed, bright aqua station with the charred bathrooms. Henry is always glad to see a bus. Such treats are rare.On this day, the day our story begins, bus hopes were high. The Willis family was expecting their nephew, and the mister and missus stood on the curb waiting for his arrival.Mrs. Willis couldn't hold nearly as still as the town. She was brimful of nervous energy and busily stepped on and off the curb as if she were waiting for the bus to take her off to another lifetime of grammar school and jump rope. She had planned to wear her best dress on principle--it was the sort of thing her mother would have done--but she had no idea which of her dresses was best, or how to begin the selection process. It was even possible that she didn't have a dress that was best.So she had remained in her sweatpants and T-shirt. She had been canning in her kitchen and looked pleasant despite the faded teal of her pants. Her face was steam-ruddied and happy, and her brown hair, which had originally been pulled back into a ponytail, had struggled free. On this day, if you got close enough, as her nephew would when hugged, she smelled very strongly of peaches. She was of medium build in every direction, and she was called Dotty by her friends, Dots by her husband, and Mrs. Willis by everyone else.People liked Dotty. They said she was interesting. They rarely did the same for her husband. They said Mr. Willis was thin, and they didn't just mean physically thin. They meant thin everywhere and every way. Dotty saw much more than thin, and she liked him. Frank Willis didn't seem to notice much of anything beyond that.Mrs. Willis stopped her stepping and backed away from the curb. Something was shimmering on the highway. The bus was coming. She nudged Frank and pointed. He didn't seem to notice.The Henry on the bus was not a town in Kansas. He was simply a twelve-year-old boy on a slow bus from Boston, waiting to meet an aunt and uncle he had not seen since the age of four. He was not looking forward to reuniting with Aunt Dotty and Uncle Frank. Not because he in any way disliked them, but because he had led a life that had taught him not to look forward to anything.The bus stopped amid a shower of metallic grunts. Henry walked to the front, said goodbye to a talkative old woman, and stepped onto the curb into a lung-taste of diesel. The bus lurched off, the taste faded, and he found that he was being held tight by someone rather soft, though not large, and the smell of diesel had been replaced by peaches. His aunt held him back by the shoulders, her smile faded, and she became suddenly serious."We are both so sorry about your parents," she said. She was diligently eye-wrestling him. Henry couldn't quite look away. "But we are very happy you're going to be staying with us. Your cousins are all excited."Someone patted Henry on the shoulder. He looked up."Yep," Uncle Frank said. He was watching the bus march out the other end of town. "The truck's over here," he added, and gestured with his head.Uncle Frank carried Henry's duffel bag while Aunt Dotty escorted him to the truck, one arm tightly wrapped around his shoulder. It was an old truck. A few decades earlier, it may have been a Ford. Then it had been donated as a shop-class project to Henry High. Uncle Frank bought it at an end-of-the-year fundraiser. The paint was scum brown, the sort that normally hides at the bottom of a pond, attractive only to leeches and easily pleased frogs. The class had not been able to afford the bigger wheels they had dreamed of, so they had simply lifted the truck body as high as the instructor would allow. The overall effect was one of startling ricketiness. Henry's bag was thrown into the truck bed."Hop in," Uncle Frank said, and pointed in the back. "The tailgate doesn't drop, so just stand on the tire there and hoick yourself over. I'll boost you a bit."Henry stood on the tire and teetered for a moment, trying to get one leg over the edge of the truck bed. Uncle Frank pushed him from behind, and he tumbled in onto his side.From the Hardcover edition.

Editorial Reviews

"Well crafted and gratifying." —School Library Journal "A highly imaginative tale." —Kirkus Reviews "This is my favorite kind of fantasy, combining the secret and the ordinary." —Tamora Pierce, New York Times bestselling author   "One of the most fascinating new fantasy worlds grown on American soil since Oz." —MuggleNet.com   "Highly appealing characters whom readers will want to encounter again." —The Horn Book Magazine   "Henry becomes a stronger and more resourceful kid as he tests his mettle against the creatures in the cupboards." —The Bulletin"The story is chilling, but the creepy quotient never exceeds the book’s target audience." —BooklistFrom the Hardcover edition.