Theres an empty notebook lying on the table in the moonlight. Its been there for an age. I keep on saying that Ill write a journal. So Ill start right here, right now. I open the book and write the very first words: My name is Mina and I love the night. Then what shall I write? I cant just write that this happened then this happened then this happened to boring infinitum. Ill let my journal grow just like the mind does, just like a tree or a beast does, just like life does. Why should a book tell a tale in a dull straight line? n n And so Mina writes and writes in her notebook, and here is her journal, Minas life in Minas own words: her stories and dreams, experiences and thoughts, her scribblings and nonsense, poems and songs. Her vivid account of her vivid life. n n In this stunning book, David Almond revisits Mina before she has met Michael, before she has met Skellig. n n Shortlisted for the 2012 Carnegie Medal. n