Another very late post! This is for a review of one of the best books I’ve read and certainly the best I read last year. (hence the “late”…)
Neverwhere is a story and it’s properly told. It made me feel like a boy on an adventure, my favourite state of being.
It’s a story mostly set under the streets of London. “Under the streets of London, there’s a place most people cold never dream of. A city of monsters and saints, murderers and angels, knights in armour and pale girls in black velvet. This is the city of the people who have fallen between the cracks.”
It’s an adventure. And how could you not want to read a book that is introduced as follows;
“Neil Gaiman is a messy-haired white male author trapped in the body of an identical white male author with perhaps even less-tidy hair. His books and comics have won many awards. He thanks you for your offer of a comb but does not believe it would do any good. Despite being English, he lives more in America then he does anywhere in the world, and is currently somewhere in his mid-forties. He wrote this book especially for you.”
William Gibson calls Gaiman “A writer of rare perception and endless imagination”.
It’s fantastic. Read it.
Find it on Amazon, click here
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