The Webbed Hand by Jenny Jones
I read this while in school, and it made me want to be everything to this world. I wanted to render the cover in clay and found objects in art class. I wanted to adapt it as a screenplay (but not act it out – shudder) in English. I wanted to read it again and again and as you can see from the cover, I did just that.
I’m not sure I ever kept the screenplay though. And the clay rendering was but a pipe dream. I honestly don’t remember a thing from the actual story, despite what I’m sure was a detailed critical analysis performed prior to attempting the adaptation.
That said, I have no doubt it would ignite the same creative spark in any child now so recommend it on that basis. And the fact that through countless moves and life changes, I’ve somehow kept on to this as one of a handful of YA books from before YA existed.