SKELLIG by DAVID ALMOND.
Well, not sure what to say really. Having found that most people seem to enjoy this read it's left me a tad deflated. It's just one of those books that didn't really take me anywhere or give me anything that I could describe as having learned something.
It is beautifully written, the language flows from the narrator expressing events and feelings, reactions and mystery. Michael's inner emotional turmoils are expressed as 11/12 year olds know how to and we do see his character fill out and develop but essentially there was nothing about him that made him particularly interesting or attractive. All other characters in the book, including Skellig, remain rather flat and perfunctory. Skellig's own curious and peculiar state of being is not detailed, nor explored as fully as I would have wished it to be. So despite the oddness and discomfort that Skellig presents on the surface, there is little sense in which a reader could be attracted, other than the passion for Chinese takeaway and Brown Ale.
So I'm sorry to those who have approved, but not one for me I'm afraid.
A novel we will have to agree to disagree about, it's been one of my favourite reads of 2015 so far.
Thanks to Mr T for sharing his thoughts on Skellig and once again thanks to him and his colleague Leanne (you can see her review of her WBN choice, Prime Suspect, here) for organising such a wonderful event which saw almost 100 students and staff receive books. TT