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4.04 AVERAGE


Soft, quiet, powerful. A lingering dive into the magic of childhood and what we lose as we grow up.

The more I read Gaiman the more I enjoy his work. He masterly crafts tales in magical worlds with wonderfully complex characters. I'm looking forward to reading more of his work. I have Neverwhere and American Gods in waiting and I can't wait to get to them.

This book, like Everybody Sees the Ants, made me feel a myriad of things I have never really felt by reading. I was at home, I was drifting, I was in a kind of sleepy alternative universe where things were so mythical it was almost weird and cliche but I loved it so much it didn't matter.
In other words, I loved it.
Thanks, Neil Gaiman. I want this book on my shelf. And this is only the start of a new winding path, that leads to reading every work you have ever made ever.
Also: to the Hempstocks- YOU ROCK. :D

“Grown-ups don't look like grown-ups on the inside either. Outside, they're big and thoughtless and they always know what they're doing. Inside, they look just like they always have. Like they did when they were your age. Truth is, there aren't any grown-ups. Not one, in the whole wide world.”

One of a kind.
adventurous mysterious reflective medium-paced
Plot or Character Driven: A mix
Strong character development: Yes
Loveable characters: Yes
Diverse cast of characters: N/A
Flaws of characters a main focus: Yes
mysterious sad fast-paced
adventurous emotional hopeful inspiring mysterious reflective relaxing tense slow-paced
Plot or Character Driven: Character
Strong character development: Yes
Loveable characters: Yes
Diverse cast of characters: No
Flaws of characters a main focus: Yes

3.5⭐️

I had read somewhere that this was a good book, but couldn't remember what it was about. So the surprise was truly complete when I fell into the pond and became thoroughly engulfed in the story of the narrator and Lettie Hempstock. What a delightful book! Part fairy tale, part coming of age story, I couldn't help but feel the fear, the helplessness, but also the piercing joy of the narrator's childhood. The melancholy ending lingers with you long after you've read the last page.