The Ocean at the End of the Lane

The Ocean at the End of the Lane

by Neil Gaiman

I was surprised that this book was not a YA novel. It feels very much the same as Coraline, Interworld or the Graveyard Book and not as much like American Gods, Anansi Boys or Neverwhere. Not that it isn't a bad thing, just surprising. In many ways this is Gaiman's "Oh, The Places You'll Go!" it feels like his Children's works but the topics seem the be very much adult.

The hardest part of the book for me was the life the main character was leading was too similar to my childhood. I remember getting to the age where parents no longer felt like they had to make their child invite the entire class or that they had to attend every party. While I never had a party where no one showed the later ones were very close. As someone with a difficult and often unhappy childhood the events of the story read to me of his boyhood escapism. And it leaves me wondering if the protagonist was merely remembering mundane and unhappy events through the lens of a child in love with the fantastic.

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