Andr itibaren Littlefield, Detroit, MI, Birleşik Devletler
A truly strange read, best absorbed by those with a taste for the minutae of childhood -- toys, stray books, the ephemeral artifacts of long ago postWWII suburbia. Premise is consistent with Boswell's =Life of Johnson= and VN's =Pale Fire=. Form, though, is very different, with an all-knowing child biographer memorializing a life still in its preteen years. The relentless detail can sometimes be a bit much, but then again that is the point: cataloging the pieces may or may not capture the elusive quality of remembered childhood. Those whose childhood years match the subtitle may enjoy this novel the most.