THE OCEAN AT THE END OF THE LANE is a fable that reshapes modern fantasy: moving, terrifying and elegiac – as pure as a dream, as delicate as a butterfly’s wing, as dangerous as a knife in the dark, from storytelling genius Neil Gaiman.
It began for our narrator forty years ago when the family lodger stole their car and committed suicide in it, stirring up ancient powers best left undisturbed. Dark creatures from beyond the world are on the loose, and it will take everything our narrator has just to stay alive: there is primal horror here, and menace unleashed – within his family and from the forces that have gathered to destroy it.
His only defense is three women, on a farm at the end of the lane. The youngest of them claims that her duckpond is ocean. The oldest can remember the Big Bang.
Gaiman writes enchantingly and I let his beautiful worlds wash over me and take me to another place and another time where anything is possible!
The pacing is perfect and I loved each exciting thing that was uncovered along the way. There is so much to discover, explore and as a reader I felt like I was doing this alongside our main character. The descriptors are lush and managed to bring everything to life in such exquisite detail!
I couldn’t try and sum up this story, because I think everyone will take something different from it and I wouldn’t like to spoil anything for anybody.
The Ocean at the End of the Lane is an epic adventure tale that is peppered with myth and the most moreish characters. The magic of it will eat you up and have you mulling it over in your mind and talking about it with others. This is easily Gaiman’s best work to date.
Go read it, nothing you have ever read can possibly compare. I need to go buy It for myself because this copy is borrowed out of the library *sniff*.
Some of my favourite quotes:
‘Adults follow paths. Children explore.’
‘Growing up, I took so many cues from books. They taught me, most of what I knew about what people did, about how to behave.’
‘Books were safer than other people anyway.’
‘I was not a happy child, although from time to time I was content. I lived in books more than I lived anywhere else.’
A BIG 5 Stars!
*I borrowed this copy from my local library*