Wie een compleet van de pot gerukt boek wil: zoek niet verder. Te lezen als een literair hoogstandje met veel heerlijk absurde humor, al helpt enige kennis van de Ierse folklore wel. Echt meeslepen en betoveren doet een boek als dit niet, maar het verdient omwille van zijn uniek karakter zeker zijn plaats bij de klassiekers.

PopSugar Challenge 2015: A book by an author you've never read before (x)

This book took a lot of patience to read, but it was SO worth it. And I should clarify that patience does not necessarily mean it was a tedious read. In fact, the author has a great command of language, and wittiness and humor just jump from the page.
The text itself is kind of hard to summarize, so I’ll just say that the novel overflows with stories, and the different threads of plots intertwine with one another – it’s all very meta, with the fictional characters rebelling against their creator.

Dropped. Could not finish this. Hard to follow and differentiate between the authors thoughts. A friend stated it was like a “book within a book”. Agreed, but hard to get this when reading. Very disorganized writing.

For fan's of Irish literature this is a must read. It's a little hard to follow at times but remains clever and pays off in the end. As a novel experimenting with form, it is on top of its game. This book consists of several layers that intertwine nicely.

Four stars, but I'm not exactly sure why. This has to be among the strangest of books, and I may have to reread it in the near future.

Pooka and the Good Fairy discussing the Pooka's kangaroo...or was it his wife?

Witty, whimsical, poetic, and a real hoot.

Where to begin with this one? It's an experimental novel about a young Irish man who lives with his uncle and has aspirations of being a writer. He references several stories within his own story which feature characters who gradually begin to interact with one other. It's not so much a story within a story, so much as a story about a story where the characters become the authors of other stories within that story whilst another story unfolds as a consequence of that story. So yeah, interesting. There are supposedly three stories happening but they overlap and mingle to the extent that you entirely lose track.

There's one that involves a Pooka and an invisible fairy who lives in his pocket. They meet some ne'er-do-wells in the woods and travel to the house of a character from a different story and play poker. It was strangely compelling and yet I didn't fully grasp what was going on. This was true for huge portions of the book and characters were seemingly coming and going while the narration left me unsure of what was actually happening beyond the immediate. Yet some of the writing was utterly beautiful indeed. But it became increasingly difficult to put it into any kind of context. For example:

"The character of your colloquy is not harmonious, rejoined the Pooka, and makes for barriers between the classes. Honey-words in torment, a growing urbanity against the sad extremities of human woe, that is the further injunction in place upon your head; and for the avoidance of opprobrious oddity as to numerals, I add this, a sickly suppuration at the base of the left breast."

Lovely stuff. But what on earth doesn't mean? Even in context, I had no real clue. So while the prose is often wonderful, it comes at the cost of not being fully able to engage due to a lack of connection with the material. As such, there were times when it was hard-going and, towards the end, I was positively desperate for the book to finish. At one point a cow was given the ability to speak in order to give testimony in court regarding the cruelty of one of the fictional authors. Nice.

If you like experimental writing and exquisite prose, you should read it. If you don't, maybe skip it.