Tonight I attended my monthly Book Club meeting. This has been our 3rd meeting, and I’ve really come to enjoy the meetings. Mostly for just getting together, but don’t tell anyone. We have a really good group of people. To date, I don’t think we've had a horrible book. And this including a Stephanie Meyer book. (I know, right?!) This last book was of my own choosing, by the name of Neverwhere by Neil Gaiman. I’ve always have wanted to read something written by him, because I’ve seen his name around and people say he’s competent.
I honestly can’t say I’m in love with his writing as of yet. He’s not horrible by any means of the imagination. He’s actually got a great imagination. But here’s the But: For some reason I had a hard time following the story at times. There was multiple times were I had to go back and reread certain passages to understand what was going on.
But he is a great writer. I understand why people like his style of writing. He had some great characters. Like Croup and Vandemar. They were the nicest and dirtiest assassins of ever seen. I would’ve liked to see a little more back-story of a few of the main characters, like Marquis de Carabas, but what are you going to do? And they’re a ton of clever crafted, well written lines in the book, so I have to give it that.
I’m going to definitely look into his other books when I get a chance to. I might start with American Gods or Sandman. But who knows what the future will bring?
Thursday, September 9, 2010
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