Mister Pip
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Two Book Alert! Actually, it's a little more than that today, but I like the firehouse call, so I use it here. Lloyd Jones' novel MISTER PIP was a surprise to me, given that I didn't know the first thing about the author. And while I felt transported by his characters, there was just something missing here for me. Was it the narrator who was - ultimately - composing the tale? Was it that, for the fifth or sixth time in my memory, I was reading a parallel tale across the world of Dickens? I don't know. Jones can certainly create wonderful and strong characters, and I cared about them, but I was left somewhat empty by the last few chapters. It was small -- I ended up going back and recapturing some moments from the novel later in the day -- but it wasn't enough for me.
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