Memoirs of a Goldfish by Devin Scillian
Publisher: Sleeping Bear Press
Genre: Childrens, Contemporary
Length: Short Story (33 pages)
Age Recommendation: 6+
Rating: 3 Stars
Reviewed by Astilbe

Day OneI swam around my bowl. Day Two I swam around my bowl. Twice. And so it goes in this tell-all tale from a goldfish. With his bowl to himself and his simple routine, Goldfish loves his life..until one day… When assorted intruders including a hyperactive bubbler, a grime-eating snail, a pair of amorous guppies, and a really crabby crab invade his personal space and bowl, Goldfish is put out, to say the least. He wants none of it, preferring his former peace and quiet and solitude. But time away from his new companions gives him a chance to rethink the pros and cons of a solitary life. And discover what he’s been missing.

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I loved the fact that Goldfish was such a strong and confident introvert. There aren’t many children’s stories that feature main characters who have this personality trait, so I always perk up when I come across authors who write about this kind of stuff. It was interesting to see how Goldfish handled suddenly sharing his home with so many strangers and what happened when he’d reached the limit of how much socialization he could handle. As someone who has a similar personality to his, I thought this scene was written really well.

There was a plot hole in this book that was never really addressed. It had to do with why Goldfish’s human was putting so much stuff into that tiny fish bowl in the first place. While I could make guesses about the owner’s motivations for doing this, it sure would have been nice to have the characters mention it long enough to know if my assumptions were correct.

The ending was perfect. Not only did it suit Goldfish’s natural temperament, it came up with a solution that worked for everyone who was currently living in the fishbowl with him. There was a point in the plot when I was a little worried that this character was going to be scolded or teased for needing personal space, but that concern turned out to be totally unfounded. He was treated with every bit of the respect I was hoping he’d receive.

I’d recommend Memoirs of a Goldfish to introverts from every species and background.