At the wolf’s suggestion, Vanessa paints a whimsical, expanding world called “Bloomsberry,” bursting with blossoms, birds and magic. Bright became dim.” Vanessa creeps into bed to comfort her sister, but what finally helps is painting.
This is potent misery: “The whole house sank. Virginia’s unable to bear the bright-yellow gingham of Vanessa’s dress or the sound of Vanessa brushing her own teeth. Huddled in bed, only pointy ears showing, is a wolf. She made wolf sounds and did strange things,” begins narrator Vanessa. “One day my sister Virginia woke up feeling wolfish. In the literary bounty of books about bad moods and bad days, this one goes deeper than most, poignantly showing literal and metaphorical glimpses of real depression.
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