“In my experience, dreams are unreliable, and the lovers whom people see in their dreams, well… Put it this way, I’m not exactly convinced. Far from it.” – Thoughts on Dream Angus by Alexander McCall Smith

Something was amiss. No, some things were amiss. I felt it the moment I held the book: it was light, too light, like it was lacking weight and substance and something else that mattered. I told myself, no, it’s purposely light, because it’s a book about Angus, the Celtic mythology’s giver of dreams and a figure of youth and love, and it is only right that this re-telling should seem just as unburdened. And so I read, and I read some more, and no matter how much I tried it didn’t feel right at all.