A lightweight book wherein the main character meets a Somebody from the Norse pantheon every day for eight days. Our main Somebody is Luke, aka Loki.
The writing is fine, but all I can muster is a vague “meh.” Why take the not-safe-for-children bits out of Norse mythology? We might as well eat nonfat ice cream.
This book is like that prose translation of the Iliad — why take the epic and the poetry out of epic poetry? Or film adaptations of Jane Austen — why take the Jane Austen out of Jane Austen (other than Clueless, which is waaaay true-to-source)? Or the silent Shakespeare phenomenon — why take the words out of Shakespeare? Nonfat ice cream, all.