A review by misterfix
El verano del pequeño San John by John Crowley

2.0

Huh? I truly tried to get into this book and appreciate what all the rave reviewers gushed about. Initially I gave up after about 80 pages but I started again a few months later and pushed on until the end because it had come so highly recommended by a friend.

Meh - I do not even want to expend the energy to explain why I did not enjoy except to say I distinctly remember the Rush fellow suddenly using the expression "Tricked out" and then returning to his rambling, disjointed, semi-poetic, semi incoherent babbling.

Can someone please help me appreciate this book? What did I miss? Was I just not in the right state of mind? Maybe my friend will help me...

Update & spoiler: OK I must be an idiot but apparently the wandering folks are cats. Huh?! At least that is what the person who convinced me to read says. I still say MEH.