With all the natural disasters plaguing the globe lately, I’ve been feeling slightly worried. So, like any other avid reader needing a pick-me-up, I turned to my ever-faithful bookstore. Coffee in hand, I started my quest for a new book, one that would speak to me intimately as well as to the times. This book turned out to be Good Omens by Terry Pratchett and Neil Gaiman, hidden behind a very massive copy of War and Peace, obscured further by a treacherous stack of leftover garbage that shall (not) remain nameless (Twilight).
Helmed by two amazing authors, Good Omens made me laugh, smile, and think of all the mischief and fun I could get into if the world were actually ending. It’s about an angel and demon team-up, a merry band of witches, a satanic nun, and for shits and giggles, a “full chorus of Tibetans, Aliens, Americans, Atlanteans and other rare and strange creatures of the Last Days” (8).
Both Aziraphale (the angel) and Crowley (the demon) have a soft spot for the ball of dirt God and Satan are intent on destroying. They stumble and trip over themselves trying to prevent the Apocalypse and hunt down Antichrist (who is kind of missing). Their banter back and forth carries the book and convincingly so. With two bright and colorful characters leading the way, I wasn’t concerned with where I was going so long as they were taking me there.
This book was ridiculous and gorgeous, and completely what I needed. So if the idea of the world ending is a little depressing to you, pick up Good Omens. After reading it, I figured out the end of the world isn’t so much about disaster and death. It’s about going out in style.
Pratchett, Terry and Neil Gaiman. Good Omens: The Nice and Accurate Prophecies of Agnes Nutter, Witch. New York: William Morrow, 2006.