I wrote about the last book I finished, Never Let Me Go by Kazuo Ishigura, exactly a week ago and since then I finished another book, Neil Gaiman’s American Gods. A couple of weeks before I read Never Let Me Go I read Neverwhere and absolutely fell in love with it, so my boyfriend suggested that I read American Gods as well.
The book is set around a man named Shadow who’s about to get out of prison for a crime you’re not sure of. As he’s about to be released tragedy strikes and his life is thrown into chaos. On his way home he meets a mysterious man named Mr. Wednesday on a plane, who offers him a job, telling him that he knows his life is in ruins and that he can help. Shadow eventually accepts the offer and thus begins a journey through America and running into the old and new Gods that inhabit it and preparing for a might storm that’s approaching.
I really love how Neil Gaiman writes, both American Gods and Neverwhere served to show just how great he is. I knew of Neil because I read Sandman a long time ago, but I wasn’t sure if I was going to enjoy his novels as much. Turns out I definitely did. They’re definitely about fantastic stuff like magic and Gods, but he does a good job of not being overly showy or flashy with it. He definitely presents the books from a mundane point of view and you get to witness these brief moments of wonder. It’s this restraint that definitely keeps the books integrity.