But he knew that the end of his book was a beginning of their life, without him, and he must let them be born into the world, and welcomed, as he felt sure they would be. He didn't want to say goodbye, he wanted to keep them close, where he might watch over them.
A first novel, so talented a young author, atmosphere so true to the time, and follows much in the way of feelings of the original story. So the readers are taken along on a journey, Dickens own, a well done imagining of how this famous Christmas story came to be. His publishers wanting him to write a Christmas story, which he is reluctant to do, given the two week time frame. Thackeray trying to cash in on his loss of popularity, family and friends, wanting ever more. His latest book Martin Chuzzlewit, a flop, not selling. Dickens, much put upon, so many depending on him, and his resources.
A warm and heartfelt read that shows us the true meaning of Christmas. The writing, the descriptions, the character of Dickens himself, all very well done. Seemed only fitting to read this one during this holiday, Christmas, which has come once again. Last year I listened to the original Christmas Carol, while wrapping gifts. A sentimental and oh so charming read, but if one cannot be sentimental during this holiday season, when can one? Also another book coincidence since I saw this book after reading my friend Laura's review, and grabbed it.
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