Book Review
Jun. 22nd, 2018 10:23 pmLittle, Big
by John Crowley
Little, Big starts with Smoky Drinkwater journeying to an eccentric house in what vaguely resembles upstate New York to marry Alice Drinkwater. From there unfolds the story of four generations of a strange family and their home on the border of what might be called fae-land. Not much seems to happen, and yet the tale is thoroughly engrossing.
I loved this book, yet it is proving very hard to write about. It's very elusive, like the beings the Drinkwater family may or may not be involved with. It's all about what is just glimpsed at the edges of one's visages, what may or may not be visible among the leaves in an old photo. There are lots of hints and allusions threaded through the story. It kind of cast a spell over me, an enchantment like the best of dreams. And like the best of dreams, it has a quality that I cannot quite capture with any words.
by John Crowley
Little, Big starts with Smoky Drinkwater journeying to an eccentric house in what vaguely resembles upstate New York to marry Alice Drinkwater. From there unfolds the story of four generations of a strange family and their home on the border of what might be called fae-land. Not much seems to happen, and yet the tale is thoroughly engrossing.
I loved this book, yet it is proving very hard to write about. It's very elusive, like the beings the Drinkwater family may or may not be involved with. It's all about what is just glimpsed at the edges of one's visages, what may or may not be visible among the leaves in an old photo. There are lots of hints and allusions threaded through the story. It kind of cast a spell over me, an enchantment like the best of dreams. And like the best of dreams, it has a quality that I cannot quite capture with any words.