It wasn't quite what I expected, but it was so much more and just.
It's a very quiet book in a way; it builds quietly and you have to be patient and willing to trust the author as you take the journey with Thaniel, Keita and Grace through a slightly ... not steampunk - clockwork punk? Is that a genre? (It should be.)
Thaniel - a quiet clerk in the Home Office - comes home one day to find a mysterious time-piece on his pillow.
Six months later, that same timepiece saves his life when Scotland Yard is blown up. This leads Thaniel to Keita Mori, a quiet Japanese clockmaker, living in London.
Then Thaniel meets Grace - an Oxford physicist, and events spiral very slowly out of control.
Also, there's a clockwork octopus called Katsu. I want my own clockwork octopus.
The Watchmaker of Filigree Street is a love story in a way, and it's also about the choices we make and how they unfold our fate.
It unfolds so quietly and deftly that you can't help but be drawn in to the story.
Probably one of my favourite books of the year.
Seriously. Someone invent a clockwork octopus.
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