This is a Kafkaesque nightmare in the style of “Metamorphosis“. An insect collector goes to a strange seashore village in search of beetles. At night he seeks shelter and is given accommodation with a woman whose house is surrounded by large sand cliffs. In the morning he finds the rope ladder he descended on has been taken away, the villagers wish to keep him trapped like a slave shovelling interminable sand. The woman’s house acts as a bulwark for the village against the threat of the encroaching sand dunes. We learn a lot about the properties of sand, a grain averaging 1/8 mm in thickness. This is one of those books, which will stay in my mind a long time, it is quite a haunting scenario. If you read this you will never look at sand in the same way again.
My rating : 4 out of 5