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The Toymakers
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bookshelves: coming-of-age, contemporary-fantasy, family-dynamics
May 02, 2018
bookshelves: coming-of-age, contemporary-fantasy, family-dynamics
"Logic will get you from A to B. Imagination will take you everywhere."
—Albert Einstein
Small-town teen, Cathy Wray,
finds herself in the family way.
(I'm a poet, yet didn't know it).
She is also desperate to escape her parents, who want her pregnancy kept secret and the baby given up for adoption.
But then a serendipitous moment occurs; a highlighted ad in a newspaper’s situations vacant column: a position at a toymakers� store, Papa John's Emporium, in London.
As if guided by a deity, Cathy hightails it to the capital with a swollen belly and a runaway's dream of motherhood. She discovers the joint to be every bit as magical as she'd hoped; a place where saluting tin soldiers rub shoulders with eager Russian dolls, and where a pyramid of ballerinas stand en pointe, hoping to be bought.
The emporium is out of step with the outside world and the toys therein burst wonderfully to life in the imagination of customers, and readers, alike. To make the toys work, their creators, Emil and Kaspar, retain a child's perspective and I was lapping it up - a cynical adult once more flying the magic carpet of his childhood, or Robert Loggia dancing on a giant piano keyboard with Tom Hanks.
The book was subtly magical and so beautifully written.
In fact, up until the 40% mark, I was already declaring it to be my best read, thus far, in 2018.
Sadly though, like a toy bear that has lost much of its stuffing, the story began to sag in the middle.
The character development required fresh batteries and the slow pace of the story would have benefitted from a new winding mechanism.
This began as an epic tale of sibling rivalry; two brothers competing for their father’s (view spoiler) affections in a Legends of the Fall/Twelfth Night kind-of-way but, by the end, it had morphed into a Willy Wonka/Chitty Chitty Bang Bang piece of nonsense!
Such a shame, as it was initially so-o good, and promised much.
It’s only Dinsdale's exquisite prose that has stopped me from slinging this novel into three-star jail!
—Albert Einstein
Small-town teen, Cathy Wray,
finds herself in the family way.
(I'm a poet, yet didn't know it).
She is also desperate to escape her parents, who want her pregnancy kept secret and the baby given up for adoption.
But then a serendipitous moment occurs; a highlighted ad in a newspaper’s situations vacant column: a position at a toymakers� store, Papa John's Emporium, in London.
As if guided by a deity, Cathy hightails it to the capital with a swollen belly and a runaway's dream of motherhood. She discovers the joint to be every bit as magical as she'd hoped; a place where saluting tin soldiers rub shoulders with eager Russian dolls, and where a pyramid of ballerinas stand en pointe, hoping to be bought.
The emporium is out of step with the outside world and the toys therein burst wonderfully to life in the imagination of customers, and readers, alike. To make the toys work, their creators, Emil and Kaspar, retain a child's perspective and I was lapping it up - a cynical adult once more flying the magic carpet of his childhood, or Robert Loggia dancing on a giant piano keyboard with Tom Hanks.
The book was subtly magical and so beautifully written.
In fact, up until the 40% mark, I was already declaring it to be my best read, thus far, in 2018.
Sadly though, like a toy bear that has lost much of its stuffing, the story began to sag in the middle.
The character development required fresh batteries and the slow pace of the story would have benefitted from a new winding mechanism.
This began as an epic tale of sibling rivalry; two brothers competing for their father’s (view spoiler) affections in a Legends of the Fall/Twelfth Night kind-of-way but, by the end, it had morphed into a Willy Wonka/Chitty Chitty Bang Bang piece of nonsense!
Such a shame, as it was initially so-o good, and promised much.
It’s only Dinsdale's exquisite prose that has stopped me from slinging this novel into three-star jail!
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Reading Progress
January 22, 2018
– Shelved as:
to-read
January 22, 2018
– Shelved
April 27, 2018
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Started Reading
May 2, 2018
– Shelved as:
coming-of-age
May 2, 2018
– Shelved as:
contemporary-fantasy
May 2, 2018
– Shelved as:
family-dynamics
May 2, 2018
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Finished Reading
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Aww, thank you, Jennifer!
Appreciate you reading it. : )

Thanks, Paromjit. : )
Parts of it were fab!

Thanks, Jules!
I was really excited in the early stages. The prose was exquisite and magic hung in the air. Then it slowed, like a toy robot whose batteries were running on empty...
I appreciate you reading my review! : )

I've missed your reviews, Kevin. This humorous rendition of yours puts everything right!



I've missed your reviews, Kevin. This humorous rendition of yours puts everything right!"
Aww, thank you SO much, Julie. That means a great deal!
And I LOVED the graphic! : D

Very kind, as ever, Angela. You can use my phrase anytime you wish! : )

Yes, I must apologise, Julie. I’m buried in the final sweep of ‘latest novel� edits, so haven’t had as much time for reading as I’d like. Normal service will resume: I miss reading when I’m writing and writing when I’m reading!
Thank you for noticing! : )



You, in the act of writing, is all for the greater good. Help us promote your work when you're done, okay??

Thanks, Susanne! I was thoroughly enjoying it but the story remained one-paced and pedestrian, then a whole load of ridiculousness was unleashed. Most readers of this book award it a solid five, though.

Most kind of you, lovely Lay See. : )
You know me, I have to get creative with my reviews...

You, in the act of writing, is all for the greater good. Help us promote your work when you're done, okay??"
Most kind, Julie (hope the arm is on the mend).
I prefer such things to happen organically. I leave the self-promo to the pushy, self-aggrandising authors. Lord knows, there’s enough of them!! ; )

Thank you, Julie.
*blushes wildly*
On Twitter, I’m an author (a necessary evil), here, I’m a reader...


Most kind, Jaline (as ever), but I would also like to direct you to the plethora of five-star reviews that this book has attracted. : )
This is a tremendous book that falls short in the characterisation department and whose storyline seemed to have one eye on a movie audience, rather than a literary one.


Thank you, fabulicious Cheri.
This book had greatness stamped all over it, and initially put me in mind of A Gentleman in Moscow. But, for me, it didn’t live up to its glittering promise.

The final sweep of editing for your new book is exciting. I look forward to another magnificent Ansbro creation!"
Thanks, Kimber, most kind! : )
Re. my latest novel, it’s 99% complete, but then there are the dreaded agent submissions (queries) to send off...


Thanks, Debbie!
I’m sorry I haven’t been around as much as I’d like but the writing part has temporarily arm-wrestled the reading part into submission.

The final sweep of editing for your new book is exciting. I look forward to another magnifi..."
So kind! Thank you, Kimber!
*blushes wildly*
I think this review is exquisite and amusing Kevin, I very much enjoyed reading it. It's simply superb!!!

Aww, Beverly, you are so kind. Thank you very much!

If the emporium is out of step with the outside world, perhaps the EmQuartier is more your speed?

If the emporium is out of step with the outside world, perhaps..."
Thanks, Apatt!
Mrs Kevin lost patience with this book and would only have scored it three stars (but she is a harsher critic than I). : )

(The book, not you or your charming review!)"
Thanks, Cecily! My middle show no signs of sagging yet! ; )


Thank you, Cheri.
I'd be interested to see what you make of this one. It did become unnecessarily farcical, which is a real shame.
