American Gods by Neil Gaiman

I cannot tell a lie! (I mean I totally can, but decided not to this time.)

I didn’t not read five books in five days. I stubbed my brain on AMERICAN GODS. The fact is that I’m loving it, but five straight days of solid reading – a) made my eyes very tired, and b) left a bit too much workaday life unattended.

So on Friday, one of those unattended bits really put its foot down and demanded its due tinkering and then I found I had contracted an impressive case of vertigo, which happens if I shorten my focus down to screen or page distance for too long.

I had to take a break from reading.

But I’m back on it and I am loving AMERICAN GODS. I’m so glad to have revisited it. My first attempt was shortly after the birth of my second child and either hormones or sleep deprivation (or a combination thereof) had left me somehow not in the mood for what AMERICAN GODS was offering. I’m well in the mood for it now and enjoying every page. Every sentence, really. Gaiman is a terrific writer.

I just have to remember to stand up and look long every now and again, just to keep the room from spinning.

Tricky brain.

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