Kathleen has been writing since she self published her first book of poems at the age of eight. Okay, she copied her poetry in her best printing, she hole punched the sides of paper, tied a red ribbon around it, made a construction paper cover and called it her first book! She writes in different genres, but Young Adult fantasy is her favourite.
This story is decent as far as children's books about depression go, however as far as children's books, or just books in general, go, this is a terrible story.
My biggest concern is that at first glance, the story is to educate children on the seriousness of depression, but this story is anything but serious. It's all lovely and happy and then it's like "Calliope is depressed"; it's far too quirky to get any real message across.
ALSO, I don't understand how young little Calliope Cat manages to open doors by herself, get into a vehicle, and drive to the doctors. She doesn't have thumbs. She can't grip things. How is she doing this?