Freshly out of my mind, deeply engraved in my conscience, a masterpiece of musings, a multitude of stories woven into one, the journey of Shadow from reality to nothingness and back.
I did not love Shadow, there is no character which touched me fully, and that is ok. The thorough depiction of the characters is however geniusly realized. Only Gaiman could take you on such a paradoxically believable journey without making you fall in love with the characters per se.
Right after finishing the book, I was left in a state of awe. During the past week American Gods became part of my daily world somehow. I got used to having it in the back of my mind, curious about what was next and in what way the plot would develop.
I fully recommend this book to everyone who has a bit of patience with the type of spectacular fantasy of horrific yet compelling proportions. This is Gaiman snd he is impressive. A must read for a well-rounded booknerd to say the least.
“People believe, thought Shadow. It’s what people do. They believe. And then they will not take responsibility for their beliefs; they conjure things, and do not trust the conjurations. People populate the darkness; with ghosts, with gods, with electrons, with tales. People imagine, and people believe: and it is that belief, that rock-solid belief, that makes things happen.”