Who would've thought you could put Boo Radley and Jean Rhys' Mrs Rochester in a book about Dickens set on an island in Papua New Guinea during the civil war of the 1990s, and come up with such a credible, moving, lyrical, enthralling work of fiction as this? Not me, that's for sure. To me, on paper, this book is akin to putting ice-cream, avocado and soy sauce in a muffin tray and coming up with mushroom stroganoff. But somehow, through some means that I wouldn't hesitate to describe as a special kind of genius, that is pretty much exactly what your man Lloyd Jones has gone and done here.
I cried and laughed in almost equal measures and I encourage you to crack it open for a chance to do the same.
Kudos, Mr Jones. You're welcome in my literary kitchen anytime.
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Amen.
ReplyDeleteGrumpyguts recommended this book to me in the Canberra outpost of Borders but I declined upon seeing the price tag of $36.99 (were they serious??) so upon reading this rave review, I will keep a serious eye on it at second hand bookstores (of which the Canberra one next to the lesbian piano bar is quite awesome).
ReplyDeletethat grumpyguts is a clever kid!
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