Perhaps not as good as the first two books of Mr. Wharton. But still and engrossing read. ( )

A bibliography of imaginary books and "a sort of a riddle" as defined on one of the first pages of the book. I could end my review here, and state that enough is said already. Maybe adding that the book was lovely, enjoyable and thoughtful, even though I'd understand if someone said it is merely annoying.

Logogryph consists of stories or passages of text that mostly seem to be unrelated - they mostly are about stories or books, though - even though there always is a feeling of the presence of the big plan, that there is something that puts the writings together.

In the beginning a boy gets lost, and ends up in a big garden of a big house where he befriends with the family that lives there, an English lady and her two children who are slightly older than the boy, an mostly absent father. He returns there time after time - until something happens in the family and things start to change.

On one his last visits to the family he is presented a big old suitcase full of old books, English classics & some historical texts.

This storyline is dropped for a while, and other kind of stories follow: the story of the inventor of paper, one about a travelling fransiscan who collects stories of the Mexican indigenous people soon after the conquest, an essay on Atlantean literary fashions, story of two avid readers who wage a verbal war in the margins of second-hand books, there are lists, stories about stories (in a very Borgesian way), stories about more books, and once in a while a short passage about the later life of the boy, who has become a writer, a father, an ex-husband, a dreamer... and then you get it: there is a big picture. ( )