John Connolly

Author of The Book of Lost Things

John Connolly

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Born in Dublin, Ireland in 1968, John Connolly has worked as a journalist, a barman, a local government official, a waiter and a dog body at the Harrods department store in London at various points in his life. He studied English at Trinity College, Dublin, and journalism at Dublin City University, then spent five years working for The Irish Times newspaper as a freelance journalist, to which he continues to contribute. He's based in Dublin but... is dividing his time between his hometown and the United States. This page is administered on behalf of John's assistant, Clair. If you want to communicate directly with John, you can do so by writing to contact-at-johnconnollybooks.com, or by following him on the @JConnollyBooks Twitter. Librarian Note: The GoodReads database contains more than one author, with this name. See other authors with names similar to these.READ MORE

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For in every adult there dwells the child that was, and in every child there lies the adult that will be.

Being scared isn't the problem. It's not running away that's the hard part.

The child's face is close to her own now, but there is still no detail. It is a blur, a watercolor painting left out in the rain, the shades running, blending into one another. Only the eyes remain clear; black and hungry, jealous of life.

No, all that David could think about was the head of the deer-girl, for her face rubbed against his as they rode, her warm blood smeared his cheek, and he saw himself reflected in the dark green mirrors of her eyes.

Eventually the Woodsman spoke. ‘We all have our routines,’ he said softly. ‘But they must have a purpose and provide an outcome that we can see and take some comfort from, or else they have no use at all. Without that, they are like the endless pacings of a caged animal. If they are not madness itself, then they are a prelude to it.’
The Woodsman stood and showed David his axe.
‘See here,’ he said, pointing with his finger at the blade. Every morning, I make certain that me axe is clean and keen. I look to my house and check that its windows and doors remain secure. I tend to my land, disposing of weeds and ensuring that the soil is watered. I walk through the forest, clearing those paths that need to be kept open. Where trees have been damaged, I do my best to repair what has been harmed. these are my routines and I enjoy doing them well.’
He laid a hand gently on David’s shoulder, and David saw understanding in his face. ‘Rules and routines are good, but they must give you satisfaction. Can you truly say you gain that from touching and counting?’
David shook his head. ‘No,’ he said, ‘but I get scared when I don’t do them. I’m afraid of what might happen.’
‘Then find routines that allow you to feel secure when they are done. You told me that you have a new brother: look to him each morning. Look to your father, and your stepmother. Tend to the flowers in the garden, or in the pots upon the window sill. Seek others who are weaker than you are, and try to give them comfort where you can. Let these be your routines, and the rules that govern your life.

I believe in those whom I love and trust. All else is foolishness. This god is as empty as his church. His followers choose to attribute all of their good fortune to him, but when he ignores their pleas or leaves them to suffer, they say only that he ignores their pleas or leaves them to suffer, they say only that he is beyond their understanding and abandon themselves to his will. What kind of god is that?

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