Only the gods are real.

aka No spoilers, just impressions

It is by no means a quick read. By which I mean that you can't just skim through, you can't turn the pages just as soon as you've read the words. You have to pay attention. Remember the details. But the story, it flies! It twists and it turns, and it grabs a hold of you.

The more I read, the more difficult it became to stop as the hands of the clock pointed to 5 am. The deeper one goes, the darker it gets, but doesn't quite make it all the way to evil. And then the narrative began to play its tricks.

For the most part, the dual forces of suspended disbelief and exemption from reality served me well. Like it says in there somewhere, we believe, in bits and pieces. We create, the angels and the demons. Then we cast them all into the dark corners of our dreams and nightmares and pretend to forget about them.

By the end of the book, I wasn't so sure why Shadow was any more. The who, I guess that depends on the perspective. Unfortunately, by then the short hand of the clock was pointing at 6.

And then today I find out that the man's planning a sequel!

Currently: contemplating heavens in an alternative universe
Listening to: Vitamin String Quartet - Sweet child of mine