The
Book of Lost Things by John
Connolly
I loved fairy tales when I was young. Fairy tales, ancient
legends and horror. And a huge dose of anything Enid Blyton. These were the
staples of my reading diet as a primary school pupil. If you, like me, also
like fairy tales, then this is the book for you.
John Connolly may be more famous for his Charlie Parker private detective series of novels but his 2006 The
Book of Lost Things is a totally different kettle of fish. The Book of Lost Things is set during World War II and centres around David, a
twelve-year-old boy. Not long after David lost his mother who died after a long
illness, his father remarried a woman Rose whom he met in the hospice where
David’s mother had stayed and a new half-brother came along, further displacing
David from his old life, a golden age which he came to associate with his dead
mother, domestic bliss and carefreeness.
Probably because of his unhappiness, David began to change.
He started to have seizures during which he would pass out. The only thing was
during the periods when he was knocked out, he didn’t really lose
consciousness. He would have visions of a strange world and he knew that
because vignettes of his hallucinations would return to him when he was lucid
but these tattered fragments made no sense to him.
Another eerie change was that he began to hear the chatter
of books. Yes, books talk. And the tone and content of their conversations
depend on the contents between their covers. David was worried and frightened
by these weird changes but there was no one he could talk to because his father
was occupied by his efforts for the war and trying to adapt to the new family,
and David’s relationship with Rose was highly antagonistic.