Just got my preview copy of Neil Gaiman's The Graveyard Book yesterday and it is burning a hole in my carpet, next to the bed, just begging to be finished. It's a YA or middle grader, can't tell which. With Gaiman, everything is, well, aimed in your general direction anyway and my oh, my is it fabulous.
Don't want to give too much away, but its about a little boy with a sort of price on his head who is saved from the murderer of his family by some kindly ghosts and other undead types. Gaiman's range of historical knowledge is staggering, and he delivers it with such casual ease, it slips into the narrative without the reader noticing. With his usual dry wit, there are many levels to the story, and moments that will have you double-taking and LOLing, or giggle-snorting as quietly as possible, depending on your age, gender and if your spouse is asleep beside you.
the glamorous struggles of an aspiring author...
Friday, July 11, 2008
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