I really enjoy Gaiman's writing, even if this particular collection wasn't my cup of tea so much. I really enjoyed the stories 'Goliath' and 'The Monarch of the Glen,' though. This means I will now have to read American Gods, which is perfectly alright with me. I feel drawn to Gaiman's writing as I am drawn to Ray Bradbury's work: not because I have read a lot of it or am an expert in it, but because something about not only the stories, but the men behind them as well, rings with something deep inside me, some wildly human exposed part of my soul, and I feel that I am of the same mettle. Crazy rambling, I know, for a book review, but short stories have a tendency to make me unpredictable and contemplatively gregarious.