A review by moirastone
The Children's Book by A.S. Byatt

2.0

The line between sprawling and diffuse is a thin one. Sadly The Children's Book wandered to the latter side and stayed there. By page 300, I was impatient, by 550, exasperated. Too many threads with too little meat. A handful of wonderful characters and stories lost in the shuffle.

As a side note: I was particularly struck by how easily England's artistic and political ferment of the 1890s to 1910s can be mapped to today. Arts & Crafts = Brooklyn Artisinal. Theosophists & Fabiens = Localvores. Anarchists = Occupy Wall Street. These echoes kept me reading more than once.