American Gods: A NovelHarper Collins, 19.06.2001 - 480 Seiten The storm was coming.... Shadow spent three years in prison, keeping his head down, doing his time. All he wanted was to get back to the loving arms of his wife and to stay out of trouble for the rest of his life. But days before his scheduled release, he learns that his wife has been killed in an accident, and his world becomes a colder place. On the plane ride home to the funeral, Shadow meets a grizzled man who calls himself Mr. Wednesday. A self-styled grifter and rogue, Wednesday offers Shadow a job. And Shadow, a man with nothing to lose, accepts. But working for the enigmatic Wednesday is not without its price, and Shadow soon learns that his role in Wednesday's schemes will be far more dangerous than he ever could have imagined. Entangled in a world of secrets, he embarks on a wild road trip and encounters, among others, the murderous Czernobog, the impish Mr. Nancy, and the beautiful Easter -- all of whom seem to know more about Shadow than he himself does. Shadow will learn that the past does not die, that everyone, including his late wife, had secrets, and that the stakes are higher than anyone could have imagined. All around them a storm of epic proportions threatens to break. Soon Shadow and Wednesday will be swept up into a conflict as old as humanity itself. For beneath the placid surface of everyday life a war is being fought -- and the prize is the very soul of America. As unsettling as it is exhilarating, American Gods is a dark and kaleidoscopic journey deep into myth and across an America at once eerily familiar and utterly alien. Magnificently told, this work of literary magic will haunt the reader far beyond the final page. |
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... motels to the north of Eagle Point . Three years had passed . Yes . There were more stoplights , unfamiliar storefronts ... Motel America . Meet me there when you're done . " Shadow got out of the car and watched it pull away . Then he ...
... motel was a good two miles away , but after spending three years in prison he was relishing the idea that he could simply walk and walk , forever if need be . He could keep walking north , and wind up in Alaska , or head south , to ...
... Motel America , up by the interstate ? ” " Hit him , " said the young man to the person on Shadow's left . A punch was delivered to Shadow's solar plexus , knocking the breath from him , doubling him over . He straightened up , slowly ...
... Motel America ? " He tapped on the driver's window , behind him . The glass window lowered . " Hey . Motel America , up by the interstate . We need to drop off our guest . " The driver nodded , and the glass rose up again . The glinting ...
... motel , and he walked there , breathing the cold air , past red and yellow and blue lights adver- tising every kind of fast food a man could imagine , as long as it was a hamburger ; and he reached the Motel America without incident ...
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