The Chronicles of Harris Burdick

In 1984, Van Allsburg published a collection of fourteen eerie drawings, supposedly the work of a vanished illustrator who left behind only enigmatic captions and titles. Here a group of celebrated writers step into the breach. The best efforts—Kate DiCamillo’s epistles from a sickly girl who bites her nose-whistling doctor (but not before “he got through most of ‘Begin the Beguine’ ”) and Stephen King’s effortless conjuring of suburban surrealism—preserve the mystery rather than explain it. ♦