The first thing I got from Neil Gaiman in the fingers, was the short story "Babycakes". In just a few pages he developed a true vision that deserved the name of horror, in its original meaning. Henceforth, I read everything I could get from Gaiman before the retina. "American Gods" now is a little longer than "Babycakes". What jeoch occurs here again for days, Gaiman is almost uncanny knack for letting the reader imperceptibly become a part of history. He succeeds masterfully to raise up as in "Neverwhere" a new world. He spreads out before our wondering eyes a secondary world of urban and rural American legends and gods who I describe here do not even try. Where I chuckled at first nor the name of the protagonist ("Shadow"), I soon realized that I already knew why this man "Shadow" is, far before that is explicitly addressed in the book. And that is true of many situations in the book. Gaiman's style is never bothered or gimmicky. The author seems to have made no thoughts about the structure and narrative strategies. He tells simple. It seems as though Gaiman easily down the written history. Light, sometimes voluptuous, always detailed and often simply breathtaking. If something seems so easily, it was usually very hard! In this case, that would mean that Gaiman himself "American Gods" would have ripped out the heart when writing. Fortunately, he has not done that. So we can all look forward to "Anansi Boys", the following novel.