The Ocean at the End of the Lane

I prefer Neil Gaiman’s shorter books like Coraline and The Ocean at the End of the Lane. They’re like half-remembered childhood fantasies like that time I tried to build a roller coaster out of two blocks of wood. If Neil Gaiman had been a kid down the street from me, our roller coaster would’ve had fairy creatures and interdimensional demon things and it would have been terrifying and amazing at the same time and we would’ve learned a life lesson at the end of it. That would’ve been so cool. 

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