The 'Gaiman' adventure continues for me within the covers of "American Gods" as per my introduction. All part of a promise this year to explore each and every genre, whatever my prior expectation, where I have never left a footprint previously.
"He was looking at Mr Nancy, an old black man with a pencil moustache, in his check sports jacket and his lemon-yellow gloves, riding a carousel lion as it rose and lowered, high in the air; and, at the same time, in the same place, he saw a jewelled spider as high as a horse, its eyes an emerald nebula, strutting, staring down at him; and simultaneously he was looking at an extraordinarily tall man with teak-coloured skin and three sets of arms, wearing a flowering ostrich-feather headdress, his face painted with red stripes, riding an irritated gold lion...and behind all of these things, Shadow was looking at a tiny brown spider, hiding under a withered ochre leaf"
...the literary equivalent (for me!) of balancing on my head while rotation along a vertical line!
A simple question for all that - and I'd really like to know; ever been taken completely by a new genre approached with no or little expectation, at the first time of asking? Or indeed incredibly disappointed by it (and the work in question)?
Thanks. Sean.