Stardust

Neil Gaiman is an author I want to like so badly. I get why people like him. He’s clearly a very talented writer with a great sense for pacing, characters and imagery. He’s almost the textbook definition of a good author except calling him that feels like an insult to him because he’s also a remarkably creative man with very cool ideas that he is easily able to incorporate into his stories.

And yet I’ve now read three books by him and I can’t say I have greatly enjoyed any of them. Stardust has all the makings of a good fantasy story and Gaiman is obviously a good enough author to write a competent fantasy novel. As fantasy is my favorite genre that means I should be all over this book but I merely like it when I was expecting to adore it. I’m not sure what it is about this book or Gaiman in general that makes me lower on him than a lot of other readers but the story just doesn’t click. It’s still a very good book written by a guy who knows what he’s doing but nothing more than that.