I really enjoyed my 2019 in books. Most of the books I've read this year have been good. Some were average. Many were fantastic.
The recently premiered mini-series, Good Omens, on Amazon Prime is currently all the rage on my twitter feed. The series is an adaptation of the thirty-year-old cult novel, written by Neil Gaiman and Terry Pratchett. At the moment, it seems like it's either being reviewed, analyzed, raved about, or involved in hilarious misunderstandings instigated by Evangelicals Christians.
What happens next includes prophecies by a slightly unhinged, seventeen-century witch, self-proclaimed witch hunters, the Four Horsemen (on motorcycles), Angels being bureaucratic assholes, and demons who overreact when you've accidentally misplaced the Antichrist. There are also Satanic nuns, patriotic Americans, and Hellhounds. Oh, and the Antichrist is an eleven-year-old boy.
American Gods is a much-acclaimed novel by Neil Gaiman released in 2001. The book is a unique blend of Americana, folklore, world mythology, and contemporary fantasy. It follows the character Shadow Moon as he, after a prison sentence and the death of his wife Laura, takes a job as a driver and errand-boy to a man calling himself Mr. Wednesday.
At the beginning of 2018, I decided to, once again, sign up for the Goodreads reading challenge. After successfully completing my 2017 goal of reading thirty books I challenged myself to read thirty-six books during 2018. On September 29th, I officially completed the challenge, and I'm ending 2018 with fifty-three books read.