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“It is a small world. You do not have to live in it particularly long to learn that for yourself. There is a theory that, in the whole world, there are only five hundred real people (the cast, as it were; all the rest of the people in the world, the theory suggests, are extras) and what is more, they all know each other. And it's true, or true as far as it goes. In reality the world is made of thousands upon thousands of groups of about five hundred people, all of whom will spend their lives bumping into each other, trying to avoid each other, and discovering each other in the same unlikely teashop in Vancouver. There is an unavoidability to this process. It's not even coincidence. It's just the way the world works, with no regard for individuals or for propriety.”

Quote by Neil Gaiman

Work

Anansi Boys

In this standalone novel by Neil Gaiman, the story follows Charlie Nancy, a mild-mannered man who discovers after his father's death that his father was actually the spider god Anansi, a trickster deity from West African folklore. Charlie learns he has a brother, Spider, who embodies their father's chaotic and charismatic nature. As the two brothers confront their shared heritage, they become entangled in a web of magical mischief, family rivalry, and ancient powers. The narrative weaves together humor, adventure, and themes of identity, storytelling, and the bonds of family, set against a backdrop where the mundane world collides with the divine. more

Author

Neil Gaiman
Neil Gaiman

Neil Gaiman, born on November 10, 1960, is a renowned British author. His works span across various genres including fantasy, horror, and science fiction, with notable titles such as 'American Gods' and 'Good Omens'. Gaiman's writing style is distinctive and has won him a dedicated fan base. more

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