Imagine that all the gods that people have ever believed in are real. Gods live, die and do whatever the hell it is that gods do. Now imagine what happens to gods of immigrant people, who bring their own beliefs and gods along with them to their new homes. What happens to gods when people stop believing in them? How do they cope with change? What happens when new and old gods make war on each other?
American Gods asks all these questions and more. We follow an ex-con named Shadow through all this bizarre-ness. The book is a psychedelic road-trip, a grim horror/love story and a history lesson all in one.
Neil Gaiman seems like a specialist of this mixed-genrè. Will have to read more of his books.