Por supuesto, no hay cuatro sin cinco, y también adquirí el último libro de la saga de Thursday Next, detective literaria. Curiosamente esta novela pasa varios años en el futuro, y no es la que todo el mundo se esperaba como quinta novela de la serie (se esperaba The Great Samuel Pepys Fiasco y la editorial ya advierte que no está disponible, cosas que pasan en el mundo de los libros).
De la contraportada
Fourteen years after she pegged out at 1988 SuperHoop, Thursday Next is groppling with a recalcitrant new apprentice, the death of Sherlock Holmes and the inexplicable departure of comedy from the once-hilarious Thomas Hardy novels.
Her idle sixteen-year-old son would rather sleep all day then save the world from the imminent destruction, the government has a dangerously high stupidity surplus, and the Stiltonista Cheese Mafia are causing trouble for Thursday in her hometown of Swindon.
Then things begin to get bad. As Reality Book Shows look set to transplant Reality TV Shows and Goliath invent a transfictional tourist coach, Thursday must once again have her wits about her as she travels to the very limits of acceptable narrative possibilities to rescue the reading experience from almost certain destruction…
‘Jasper Fforde has gone where no other fictioneer has gone before. Millions of readers now follow. Thank you, Jasper’ Guardian
