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 Miserable Mill
No warm food or bed, no love or safety,
It is not a surprise they find themselves
As child slaves, even Sunny, the baby.
Maybe just put this book back on the shelves.
A room without windows, bad casserole
An evil optometrist in kahoots
With Olaf. But what’s their plan and their goal?
He’s dressed as a lady! In beige and boots!
Klaus is hypnotized, his glasses are bent
They wish for one another’s expertise:
Violet is to research, and Klaus to invent.
Dr Orwell is hacked up like the trees.
And PTSD begins to settle
For children’s minds are not made of metal.