My rating: 5 of 5 stars
We all have missing memories from childhood. Deep pools of black from which none of our personal history is conjured. What if yours were something so reality-shattering that they could only be viewed occasionally, and then immediately forgotten again? And what if their revelation was simply a means by which forces beyond your understanding could judge your character?
The Ocean at the End of the Lane asks the reader to face the idea of judgement: Parental, societal, self, Universal. What makes as person strong, and ultimately worthy of life?
This beautifully written, adult fairy tale is deep-reaching without preaching. It’s entertaining, yet thought-provoking. It’s fantastic, and yet utterly believable. It’s a book that I will reach for again, because there is so much more than what’s on the surface, and the place the reader currently is in life would have a profound impact on the lessons learned.