An obvious first novel, beautifully written, but very rough around the edges. Anthony Doerr did not maintain my suspension of disbelief hardly at all. It reads like he had this beautiful emotional story to tell but struggled to piece together a believable plot. Rather than think out and re-draft plot points, he blustered through without caring whether it would be believable. I’m not talking about the science fiction sense of the word. There is nothing wrong with the premise of a man who has premonitions of the future. It’s the human reactions to human circumstances that are baffling in this novel. Having said that, the writing is beautiful. Anthony Doerr‘s love of nature and geography is palpable, and both take on such a heavy presence in the book, they almost become characters themselves.