This is one that was recommended to me by my bookpusher, erm, local bookstore owner. I had looked at it, picked it up, put it back, and walked away. But something about it stayed with me and I ended up getting it for my kindle because I couldn't stop really thinking about it.
The book is simply like that. It inserts itself into your brain, imprints itself there in it's folds, and just sits. There are no loud bangs with this book. No huge revelations, no explosions of action. It simply is. I can't tell you that I ever cared deeply about the main characters, except that's not the case. I cared deeply about the circus itself. It was it's own character and while it never spoke in words and was merely the venue, it was the most alive part of the book. There were secondary characters that I cared about.
It's a quiet book but one that I found it easy to get lost inside of. I would start reading and look up to find that my kids were done with their activity and it was an hour later and it seemed like mere moments. And I would find myself trying to find more moments where I could read it because I wanted to escape into that quiet, beautiful, fascinating world. I found the world itself rich and the language beautifully descriptive, hauntingly riveting.
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