The Shadow of the Wind by Carlos Ruiz Zafon

I had never heard of Carlos Ruiz Zafon before two years ago. One day my now father-in-law told me about a book he had just finished called The Shadow of the Wind. He did not tell me much about it, but he showed me a quote he had written down from the novel: "The art of reading is slowly dying, that it's an intimate ritual, that a book is a mirror that offers us only what we already carry inside us, that when we read, we do it with all our heart and mind, and great readers are becoming more scarce by the day.” I fell in love with the quote and wrote down the name of the book. A few days later, in midsummer I bought and began reading The Shadow of the Wind.

The book takes place in Barcelona, Spain in in the early-mid 1900s and follows a boy named Daniel Sempere. He works at his father's bookshop Sempere and Sons. One night, when he is around ten years old, his father takes him to the Cemetery of Forgotten Books and tells Daniel to choose a book which he will have to protect for the rest of his life. Daniel chooses a novel called "The Shadow of the Wind" by Julian Carax. After reading and falling in love with the book Daniel wishes to find out more about the author. This leads him down a path full of intertwining stories, dark mansions, tragic love, and more. I don't want to write any more about the plot because it is a story best experienced if you know as little as possible going in.

There was one night in particular during my first encounter with this novel where a thunderstorm takes place and many frightening things happen. I was home alone that night and a thunderstorm began to rage outside of the window. I was so interested in what was going on in the story bu also frightening. I sat curled up in a blanket, with all of the lights on, against a wall and continued on reading. But it is an experience I will not forget and that I look back on fondly. That is the type of moment that bonds you with a book forever.

Prior to reading The Shadow of the Wind I knew very little of Barcelona, or Spain in general. The book made me curious. I was lucky enough to go last year on my honeymoon and was swept away with how accurately Carlos Ruiz Zafon had described the city. I kept expecting to run into Daniel or stumble upon the Cemetery of Forgotten Books around every corner. I could go on and on for my love of that beautiful city, but suffice it to say that reading the book feels almost as wonderful as being there. Barcelona is a place of magic.

This brings me to the present day where I just finished rereading The Shadow of the Wind for the first time. I actually listened to it via audio book, which was an experience in and of itself because it featured music composed by the author. This added greatly to the atmosphere. The narrator was also superb. And yet, I did not like listening to the novel as much as reading it. I feel like this book, the great ode to reading and books that it is, is truly meant to be read. But if audio book is your only way to hear this tale, you could do worse than the audio for The Shadow of the Wind.

There are two other books set in the world of the Cemetery of Forgotten Books and a fourth due sometime soon. I recommend them and might do a review someday, but The Shadow of the Wind is the best of them all.  The Shadow of the Wind is close to my heart. I have loved it since the moment I read the first page. It is a book I intend to return to many times and a book I want to give to my children (when they are a bit older). It is a book full of many things, but most of all, it is full of magic.