Review: Vognox The Viking and The Island of Skeletons


This graphic junior novel is a tactile and visual pleasure. Kids will hoot with pleasure at the antics of our seriously flawed, emotionally fragile main character, Vognox and his ever faithful fearless side kick, Drax, the Arctic fox.
Despite his Viking heritage and rocking Viking helmet, Vognox has a strong aversion for adventure. He detests it and wants to avoid it at all costs because adventure makes you sick in the tummy with fear and dread and could get you killed! He'd much rather stay home for tea and retire early to bed.
Despite Drax's diminutive size, he is the cleverest fox in all of Midgard and devotes his life to bailing Vognox out of tricky situations. Life wouldn't be so tricky if it wasn't for Awful Awfa, the surreptitious hand who repeatedly causes mayhem and madness by sketching Vognox and Drax in increasingly desperate situations as they pursue the Awfa's missing pencil. Without it, they may cease to exist. And if that happens, there'll be no bed to retire to. So...
The hunt is on. And it involves, Viking eating sharks, fire breathing dragons and Olaf the Ugly as tension builds and drawings intensify into a screaming tangle of tentacles, skeletons and overgrown beards. Bravery is put to the test in this rip snorting post modern, interactive adventure that will have you swiping madly through the pages to discover the fate of Vognox and Drax.

Great fun by the reliable team of funny bone ticklers, Nick Falk and Tony Flowers.
Title: Vognox The Viking and The Island of Skeletons
Author: Nick Falk
Illustrator: Tony Flowers
Publisher: Affirm Press, $9.99
Publication Date: June 2019
Format: Paperback
ISBN: 9781925712889
For ages: 6 – 10
Type: Junior Fiction


Buy the Book: Booktopia, Boomerang Books


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