At the end of Lost in a Good Book, heroine and literary detective
Thursday Next was planning a quiet retreat to a little-read novel.
Her husband Landen has been eradicated by the evil Goliath
corporation in a time-travel operation that engineered his death
aged two in an accident, and Thursday, pregnant with his child, is
the only person who remembers him. She's determined to rescue him,
but before starting out on that dangerous mission she decides to
rest safely in an unpublished manuscript until the baby is born. Or
at least that's her intention. On her arrival in Caversham Heights,
a fourth-rate crime novel set in Reading, she discovers that all is
not well in the book world. The loner maverick detective with a
drink problem is traumatised by his uninteresting role, the
pathologist has only been trained as a mother figure in domestic
potboilers, and worst of all Caversham Heights itself is under
threat of being recycled into plain text. As Thursday travels into
the cavernous Well of Lost Plots in an attempt to salvage the
situation, she encounters terrifying grammasites, a rampaging
mispeling vyrus and a suspicious plan to replace the book with a
new technology. Worst of all, her foe Aornis, sister of Acheron
Hades, is entering her memory by night and eliminating all trace of
Landen. Fforde's imagination is as fertile as ever; from the
training academy for fictional characters to the anger-management
classes in Wuthering Heights the reader is swept along on a tide of
baffling and hilarious invention, with literary references every
other line and a nice line in affectionate mockery (just why are
breakfasts, minor illnesses and underwear so rare in fiction?).
Occasionally the plot becomes too complex for its own good, and,
set entirely in the underworld of novels, it sometimes feels like a
fill-in between the excitements and terrors of Lost in a Good Book
and the thrills that we're certain to encounter in the next
instalment. But Fforde's incapable of writing a dull line, and
anything featuring Thursday, Pickwick the dodo and Miss Havisham
(here seen trying to beat Toad for the land speed record) can't
fail to entertain the reader throughout. Lie back and enjoy.
(Kirkus UK)
The third book in the phenomenal Thursday Next series from Number
One bestselling author Jasper Fforde. In the words of one critic:
'Don't ask. Just read it.' Leaving Swindon behind her to hide out
in the Well of Lost Plots (the place where all fiction is created),
Thursday Next, Literary Detective and soon-to-be one parent family,
ponders her next move from within an unpublished book of dubious
merit entitled 'Caversham Heights'. Landen, her husband, is still
eradicated, Aornis Hades is meddling with Thursday's memory, and
Miss Havisham - when not sewing up plot-holes in 'Mill on the
Floss' - is trying to break the land-speed record on the A409. But
something is rotten in the state of Jurisfiction. Perkins is
'accidentally' eaten by the minotaur, and Snell succumbs to the
Mispeling Vyrus. As a shadow looms over popular fiction, Thursday
must keep her wits about her and discover not only what is going
on, but also who she can trust to tell about it ... With
grammasites, holesmiths, trainee characters, pagerunners, baby
dodos and an adopted home scheduled for demolition, 'The Well of
Lost Plots' is at once an addictively exciting adventure and an
insight into how books are made, who makes them - and why there is
no singular for 'scampi'. With grammasites, holesmiths, trainee
characters, pagerunners, baby dodos and an adopted home scheduled
for demolition, 'The Well of Lost Plots' is at once an addictively
exciting adventure and an insight into how books are made, who
makes them - and why there is no singular for 'scampi'.
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