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Book Review: The Ocean at the End of the Lane, by Neil Gaiman

Some things change, and some remain the same. Perhaps it’s the power of memories that help keep these things the same. It’s a similar feeling when the protagonist of this novel returns to the farm which changed things when he was a child. He finds himself walking back to the back of the farm, to a pond that the girl there had once called an ocean. Continue reading “Book Review: The Ocean at the End of the Lane, by Neil Gaiman”

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Book Review: The Great Gatsby, by F. Scott Fitzgerald

Once in a while, a book comes along that, after you read and close the book, leaves you with a sense of loss. Not every book does that, though the feeling is that it does. I’m not a big fan of love stories when it comes to books, but that is perhaps down to having read very few good ones. The Great Gatsby is a tale that has rekindled a hope that there are love stories that do not require mush, or an overt, public display of love. They hold my attention with how the love is expressed, how long it lasts, and how beautiful it feels to read it. Continue reading “Book Review: The Great Gatsby, by F. Scott Fitzgerald”