The collection of short stories you get told in “In The Grotto: Elrood the Elf” are sequenced, so you start at the beginning and read them through until you reach the end. That’s when you discover there’s a problem with this book, when you reach the end. And it’s… well… huge.
I had this lovely little tingle in my gut already at the third page. The characters are, well, characters. I mean, you get them all in real life if you look around. Laughs? Oh, yes, you get a lot of them and there wasn’t a page that held no smile. So when you’ve been reading for a while, it’s like getting back to your old friends again. Slightly different chaps, but still those personalities. The sweet and caring, the confused, the odd, the mum, the weird and the bitch that’s eventually converted in the end. Ohh, those characters. They’re really something. They’re clear, vividly bouncing around in my mind. Eddie took care of that, alright.
If it wasn’t for the lack of jam, I’d never noticed the problem. The problem I didn’t wrote about previously, only barely noted. It was a problem, at least for me. I only speak for myself here. I can’t speak for anyone else you know, so… the problem is that the stories, well, they end too soon. If that’s a problem for you as well I suggest you do what I did. I read it twice. Really. You’ll find a lot of things the second time that you missed the first time ’round.
The second time through it, I was bunkered up with warm chocolate and ginger snaps. Got the atmosphere totally right with Christmas music and some candles too. You now have the option to do it right, all from the start. Don’t let that opportunity slip.
I’m convinced you’ll have a good read.