Demigods, Magicians, Realitants

Once upon a time, there lived a little girl with wispy frame and the eyes of a dreamer. She could capture the soul of any objects, be it awaken or asleep, and voice it to the world. Despite her extraordinary talent, only a small part of the world would listen to her tales. Many of them thought of her tales as nothing but an empty daydream, a thing to be ceased immediately. But still, there is that small part of the world. The part that is small in both number and size. Consisted of two little children, both younger than the girl, but with the same wonder in their eyes, just as the little girl’s. Each night, before they went to bed, the two children would decide on two things or persons, one for each of them, and they would ask the girl to tell them of their soul-story. The girl would comply, and her voice would flow until the two children slowly drifted into slumber, and only then the girl would join them. A night of a soul-story is good and beautiful and theirs. But nothin...

I bought this book out of curiosity. The reviews are pretty good and I am really intrigued by the idea of putting together a string of vintage photographs and make a story out of it. That is brilliant. I also love the idea of the time loop and the Bird when I read it. Strange, magical children and the unraveling of a world beyond ours… But that’s more or less all the good parts for me. For me, it feels like the author is a bit inexperienced in narrating a story. It also has a strong straight-white-male (not dead though, immature, perhaps, or slightly self-centered) feelings to it. The romance is also very disappointingly predictable and shallow for me. I’ve yet to read the continuation but I’m currently lacking the motivation to do so :( I would certainly watch the movie though! Perhaps there’d be more interesting things to see… Also, please note that I do not know anything about the author’s personal life. Things mentioned in my review is merely my impression from rea...