Upon my first true reread of the series (I have not reread the entire series all in one go), I endeavour to write A Series of Unfortunate Sonnets: one sonnet written for each book. The sonnets will probably be rubbish (you could even say unfortunate), but nonetheless, it will be an experiment of my creativity. With thirteen chapters + a letter to the editor (explaining how to get the manuscript for each book), within thirteen books + follow up, a fourteen lined sonnet seems like the fitting form to adopt.
The Vile Village
It takes a village to raise a child
They say. A village covered in black crows
Named V.F.D. With rules that are not mild.
There is no end to the Baudelaire’s woes.
A couplet they find, and know it’s a clue
From the Quagmires, trapped somewhere in town.
This book is riddled with bolts from the blue,
Causing the orphans to puzzle and frown.
A mysterious man who holds secrets
to the ever elusive initials.
We are still asking: who is this Beatrice?
Birthday tears from the child in the middle.
As we know, joy and fun misrepresents
A Series of Unfortunate Events.