The Tourist by Robert Dickinson

The Tourist by Robert Dickinson is a time travel novel that left me wanting. I did manage to get to the end, but it was a struggle at times. The tidbits of information that were supposed to move the plot along were few and far between and ambiguous at best. I love books that make me think and put all the puzzle pieces together in order to have that climatic moment where I can sigh with relief because I get it. That did not happen for me with this book. There were too many puzzle pieces missing for me to get a complete picture. Therefore, I was left wanting in the end.

Then to make matters worse the plot jumps around in time, to various places and different people. Making it more difficult to keep up with what was going on and whose time line I was reading about. I especially did not care for the use of second person for one of the characters. I have read other books were that technique worked well. Its use here turned murky waters to muddy.

On a bright note, I have never read such a unique time travel story. I always love when an author has the imagination to do something this distinctive. It is a pity that so many other elements of this book just did not work.

For those readers who love time travel, you can probably overlook the flaws and enjoy this one. I could not. This is the reason for my low rating and why I could not bring myself to write a synopsis.

I received a free ecopy from the publisher, via Net Galley, in exchange for my honest review.