I just finished a book by William Nicholson called The Wind Singer.
Sadly, when I say that I finished this book, what I really mean is that I read most of it but skimmed through the last few chapters because it had gotten so bad. The characters were like angry little stick figures being pushed around on a game board. Nothing was fleshed out. Nothing was ever really explained. Why was the Hath family so different? Why did they suddenly rebel? What made the Old Children old? What was with the Emperor and his chocolate? Why were the wolves and eagles waiting to fight the Morah? Who built the Wind Singer, why, and how does it work?
This story reminded me of Jeanne DuPrau’s The City of Ember, a much better book which I would recommend in place of The Wind Singer.