Sophie moves with her boyfriend to the country and finds a sign that says ‘Dig Here’ nailed to her fence. What she finds reopens the case of a young girl who went missing.
I wasn’t sure what to expect from this book, maybe an exploration into the mental side of what makes a good runner. I got that to a degree.
The book explores: mindfulness, staying positive, unleashing your inner trail monster, the wisdom of chilling out, the existential experience, finding your inner self, plus a load of other mental strategies. However, every chapter is a different 100 mile race the author ran – so it can all get a bit monotonous.
Some interesting little bits of advice, but overall, a book I probably wouldn’t recommend.
This novel was given to me by my sister, who managed a dozen pages before abandoning. She didn’t like it at all.
As you can imagine, following my sister’s review, I didn’t delve into it at the first opportunity. It sat on the reading pile for quite some time.
The novel is the first of an intended five: The Long London Quintet. It’s a fantasy novel, not really my thing, but I do occasionally dip in, following a lad called Dennis as he tries to return a book to the Great When.
You could say it is a journey through the metafictional chaos of a shadow-London, where reality blurs with real-life, an occult underbelly, where sorcerers, murderers, gangsters, and mystical beings – some imaginary, some very real – stalk the streets.
Dennis says it better: ‘I was in the wrong London. It was horrible. I’d fallen in by accident, and it was all alive and trying to eat me’.
It was an interesting read. Pretty weird, but strangely enjoyable. Although, I won’t be reading any more of the series!
I loved the first couple of novels by Bob Mortimer, this one less so. The characters he creates are great, I just didn’t really like the actual story and didn’t really care for the ending.