I have been egger to finally read
one of Neil Gaiman’s novels. I am a fan of his writing for graphic novels, and have
always wanted to read some of his novels. For week 8, I read The Ocean at the
End of the Lane. The story of a man returning to his childhood home and
recollecting his forgotten childhood adventures. I really got swept up in this
read. I know I might be young to say this but I really felt a connection to the
narrator. How he was searching for his identity as an adult and his
disconnection with his childhood. Now entering my mid twenties, I have started
to get feelings of nostalgia and trying to find my identity as an artist. I
often find myself starring off into space, as the narrator did on to the ocean
and remember things differently then I thought I had remembered. How we want different thing at different
points in our life. I find a great example is a song written and performed by
Neil’s wife Amanda Palmer, “In My Mind”
In my mind
In a future five years from now
I'm one hundred and twenty pounds
And I never get hung over
Because I will be the picture of discipline
Never minding what state I'm in
And I will be someone I admire
And it's funny how I imagined
That I would be that person now
But it does not seem to have happened
Maybe I've just forgotten how to see
That I am not exactly the person that I thought I'd be
And in my mind
In the faraway here and now
I've become in control somehow
And I never lose my wallet
Because I will be the picture of of discipline
Never fucking up anything
And I'll be a good defensive driver
And it's funny how I imagined
That I would be that person now
But it does not seem to have happened
Maybe I've just forgotten how to see
That I'll never be the person that I thought I'd be
And in my mind
When I'm old I am beautiful
Planting tulips and vegetables
Which I will mindfully watch over
Not like me now
I'm so busy with everything
That I don't look at anything
But I'm sure I'll look when I am older
And it's funny how I imagined
That I could be that person now
But that's not what I want
But that's what I wanted
And I'd be giving up somehow
How strange to see
That I don't wanna be the person that I want to be
And in my mind
I imagine so many things
Things that aren't really happening
And when they put me in the ground
I'll start pounding the lid
Saying I haven't finished yet
I still have a tattoo to get
That says I'm living in the moment
And it's funny how I imagined
That I could win this, win this fight
But maybe it isn't all that funny
That I've been fighting all my life
But maybe I have to think it's funny
If I wanna live before I die
And maybe it's funniest of all
To think I'll die before I actually see
That I am exactly the person that I want to be
Fuck yes
I am exactly the person that I want to be
As for the story, I loved it. The story had such a dark whimsical feeling, a contemporary urban fantasy. The story felt so familiar but different at the same time. Like a story or movie I might have seen as a kid. A story that sticks with you even after you’ve read or seen it. The feeling of repulsion as the narrator pulls the worm out of his foot that was soon to be Ursula Monkton. At times the surreal and rich fantasy puzzled me, but also interreges me. Parasites living longer then man himself.
I think that we all in different ways have our own ocean at the end of the lane in our childhood. I really loved how this novel was also written from Neil to his wife, which makes it feel every personal, how he is sharing his childhood with her.