The Ocean at the End of the Lane by Neil Gaiman
My rating: 4 of 5 stars
The accurately magical perception of childhood makes this story captivating and memorable. A bit of nostalgia was sparked for me in the haunting and terrifying--yet beautiful and dreamlike--quality the story possesses. It makes you question the the monsters and evil you remember from when you were little, and how real they were or possibly are. How much do you really know when you're all grown up?
The length of story works well--being a short 181 pages is plenty of room for Gaiman, a magician himself of words, to convey the certain and uncertain things of the world, and how swiftly those can change and people can grow and change too. And how some can be terrible and scary, or brave and noble. While it took me a little while to get bought into the magical aspect of things (and really, remembering the magical aspect of those childhood years when you're all grown up can be challenging sometimes), but once I did, I could not help but feel that this is a remarkable and fascinating book.
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