Reading context
Funny how people read the exact same passage and get totally different things out of it.
My wife reads my post yesterday on how time is fleeting and thinks it is a depressing and rather sad outlook on life.
My friend reads the same post and reads that cherishing the life your given in whatever way you can is absolutely correct and rings of a bit of truth.
So where does the fault for misinterpretation lie? Probably on the author’s shoulders I would think. So I punched that damn goodfornothing author right in the eye.
If anyone asks, I ran into a door knob. Twice.
I just finished Anansi Boys by Neil Gaiman. And again, he knocks one out of the park. I love reading Neil’s works… his clarity and depth of knowledge of the world of stories, legends and myths make the fantastic quite possible.
American Gods was a great book, but I think this one just took it up a notch in terms of people looking for that special thing in themselves. That defining shining things in their hearts that light up the world around them… whether they are a god or not.
Context be damned. It is a great book no matter how you read it.
Highly suggested, if you like reading about beliefs becoming real (a consistent theme in Gaiman’s works).
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