By and large, I read non-fiction to learn something, and I read fiction to live lives other than mine: with this beautiful novel I achieved both, and then some. I became Esme, a little girl, hiding under the table while my Da and his eminent, bearded colleagues worked compiling the first edition of the Oxford English Dictionary ; I grew up and discovered that, their titanic effort notwithstanding, not all words were registered and written in their magnum opus , and I started collecting the missing ones myself; I lived a life of discoveries, struggles, love, friendship, loss and words, words, words. And standing beside Esme I crossed the decades of painstaking work, the thousands of decisions and revisions that lead to the publishing of one of the most important books in the history of the English language, and I had a glimpse of the amazingly complex process that is the redaction of a dictionary. This is a book about words, about how they shape our thoughts, our identi...
Everyone is entitled to his own opinion, but not his own facts. (Daniel Patrick Moynihan, 1983)