I adore Gaiman’s writing in Anansi. It’s full of wit and imagination. There were funny parts that genuinely made me laugh out loud, and awkward parts that genuinely made me cringe with embarrassment. The story itself, however, lacks the punch that could set it apart from others like it. I’m willing to try Gaiman again, hoping he will have a story that is on par with his writing ability.
The thing about George R.R. Martin’s writing is that, unlike, say, Tolkien’s writing, it’s highly readable, and yet this does not take away from the utter complexity of the story. I love how the reader gets to see the plot develop from the perspectives of multiple characters, and I love seeing how each character’s personal storyline overlaps with the others. A Game of Thrones is one of the most entertaining books I’ve read this summer.
After I finish a Murakami novel, it always feels as if I’ve come out of a very surreal dream. Just like the characters in the book, I get pulled into this strange world where almost everything is the same as the world I’m in now. The subtle differences are unsettling, but at the same time are fun to explore.
I don’t know what religion you subscribe to, tumblepoos, but I think you can gain a lot of insight from this book regardless.
I thought I was going to have problems reading Velvet Elvis. I don’t normally read Christian books. I try to avoid them, to be honest. BUT. I think this one is different from the others. It’s more about open-ended discussion and less about telling you how it is. I like how Rob Bell doesn’t pretend like he has all the answers. No one does.