Readers, I have something to confess… I am a librarian who has never read a Stephen King book. Shocking, I know. In my defense, I am not a horror fan and anything I read or consume that is even remotely horror is very specific (I know what I can handle.) But Mr. King has written various genres so that’s where my excuse falls apart. So why this book as my first King? Besides having been recommended to me by numerous friends, I LOVE time travel and will read anything about it. Having read this, I am now mad that I haven’t read King books before and waited so long to read this one. Have you ever started a book and liked it so much that you subconsciously read it really, really slowly in order to make it last? Only me? This is how I felt reading this book. I didn’t want it to end yet couldn’t wait to see what would happen, simultaneously. I know I am late to the game but I cannot recommend this book enough.
When people ask me who my favorite author is, I will usually say “Ian McEwan.” Not because I love all his books or am always in the right mood to read them (they can be heavy), but because the way he writes is beautiful and he chooses topics that I find fascinating while bringing his own unique spin to them. This book won’t be one of my favorites, but the ideas he introduces made me think long after I had closed the final page.