The Furdley

Imagine a book so powerful and compelling that you skip the Black Friday sales at Malwart and Tar'jay - a book that sweeps you across the globe in luxury cruise ship and loses you in a Central American jungle.  Jaguars and shamans haunt your dreams for months after reading the first chapter.  Imagine that the world is coming to an end and only two young children can save it.  Imagine prose so vivid and lyrical that you find yourself singing passages from the book as you drive to work.  Can there be a book so masterfully written that the plot is never fully revealed yet you argue with your book club about it for years?  This is not this new Furdley book.  In fact, it is not a book.  We don't even know what it is.  But think about how cool it would be if something like this existed.