Sir Arthur Conan Doyle's first work (sort of). He orginally wrote it, posted it for the editor but never arrived. Original is more than likely destroyed or lost. ACD was only 23 when he wrote this but there inklings of Sherlock, John and all the things that makes his greatest character. While the novel is rough, unedited, published as is, it does show how ACD brain works and what literary devices he kept.

Stream of consciousness narratives with people breaking it up, much like the Old Testament book of Job, but instead of lamenting about life, John Smith ponders ideas that make life.

No not the greatest work out there and it is not for everyone. It is a quick read and parts of it are really good and do make you stop and think.