Books are, for many people, precious things. They become host not only to the words within them, but to individual history and memory, thoughts and feelings. So when Jack finds he has lost his old copy of “Moby Dick” he is suddenly knocked off-balance. He knows that it should not really matter that much - but it had ‘associations’… So Jack determines to replace it - and not with a pristine copy, but if he can, with an old second-hand volume from the very bookshop at which he acquired his original. A simple enough proposition you might think. But then Jack discovers that in the intervening years many things have changed, and Twerton’s bookshop is not what it was. It is much, much different…
I won this book in a giveaway. I was interested in the beginning, when Jack went to the bookstore and saw the first 3 rooms. After a trip or two into room four, it lost me a little. It was very philosophical, providing more questions than answers. At the end I was left wondering what Jack had learned, since we see him arriving at the bookstore again (word for word) with seemingly no memory of his "lessons." So I did enjoy it, but I'm not sure I got it in the way the author intended.
I received this book for free from the author/publisher in response for an honest review of the book. I have not had the opportunity to read this book at this time. I will add my review of this book once I have read the book. Thank k you for allowing me the optometrist review your work. I look forward to reading this book.
I won a Kindle copy of this book in a Goodreads giveaway.
Umm... I'm really not sure what to make of this book. It's a bit odd. As a reader I can appreciate it, even if it does go a bit "Christmas Carol" on you. Very little actual Moby Dick involved.