My anticipations were of a deeply prolific and spiritual journey that my mind was going to feast on when I thought of this book. I fantasised about the life changing effect this self-help-book-come-novel would have on me. My experience differed from this in that I found a very mild comfort and my interests had vaguely dwindled to a luke warm sensation.
The Alchemist does not tell of anything we (or rather I) do not already know and that is, in order to achieve anything real and substantial one must be prepared to not only put in the time and effort but, also push aside all deterrents and feelings of self-doubt and pursue your heart’s true calling.
Don’t get me wrong, I liked the book. It was an easy read with a simple story told simply. The author did not attempt to dazzle the reader with a complicated narrative discourse or whatever. He just simply wanted to tell his readers to go after what was rightfully theirs and by that mandate it is safe to say the author achieved his objective. I also think the one overall trick pulled out of the hat by Paulo was his “novel like” writing style, this helped what could have been a fully-fledged self-help book, that I would have failed to read to completion, become a lot more.
Although not the greatest book ever written, The Alchemist is endearing and is a worthy read to anyone who is unsure about their abilities and where to begin to find a starting point for realising their aspirations.
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