Read: 15 May, 2018
I picked this book up without knowing a thing about it, except that I was somehow under the impression that it was autobiographical. In fact, I put off reading it for a while for that exact reason – I almost always enjoy Gaiman’s writings, but I wasn’t particularly interested in the author himself.
Some weird stuff started happening, but it was all fairly plausible. And I figured it was just some writerly hyperbole.
Then some really weird stuff started happening, and only then did I figure out that I was reading fiction. So that was a pretty fun trip!
On the story itself, I loved the realism of it – how well the mythology was integrated into the “real world” of the story. I would have liked a more active protagonist, and I think that the Hempstocks did a bit too much infodumping (two problems that could have solved each other, if the protagonist could have used all his reading about mythology to figure out some of what was going on), but it’s a small complaint.
Overall, this is a lovely little story with some surprisingly dark turns.