An American boy who loses himself in a Peruvian market finds himself on a larger-than-life adventure filled with street waifs, medicine girls, jungle theater and the thousand paths home. Smallfish Clover is a story that gets kids and honors the epic worlds inside them.
This book was told from the perspective of a young boy who may have a bit of attention disorder or at least a vivid imagination and a tendency to make somewhat illogical sense of confusing situations. As such, parts of it are confusing and disjointed, as he pieces together the odd things he does see into what he thinks is reality, and then has to adjust when some assumed part is revealed to be something else. He doesn't look hard enough at situations and often misses key details which come back to bite him or make life harder than if he'd just ask. The whole thing is tense and feels like a fever dream (including a section that truly IS a fever dream). Overall, I liked it. Many parts of it felt like being in the mind of my own young son who, like Pace, tends to take in 40% of a situation and assume he knows what will happen for the rest--usually resulting in some critical failure.
I wish I could have finished this book to see where it went. I struggled, really struggled, to get about a third of the way through. Sentence to sentence, this author writes really well. I felt I saw the potential for her to be a great writer and this an acclaimed book. Why, I wondered through many pages, had this not got attention? It's very imaginative, and she tells a good and intriguing tale. But, there's just too much, for me, anyway. In the hands of a good editor ready to slash away, this could have been amazing. Sadly, I don't know the end; I had to stop.