Summerland - Michael Chabon
Premise: The characters of North American folklore inhabit a parallel world where they spend most of their time playing baseball.
Plot: Three children from Puget Sound travel to fairy-land in a flying Saab in an attempt to save the universe from Satan.
No, seriously. Avert the apocalypse before the bottom of the ninth. Aided by a Sasquatch, when necessary.
I think this is a children's book, but I'm not quite sure. It was too forgettable in the beginning - so much so that when my mind wandered and I lost track of the plot, I rarely bothered to reorient. Perhaps I would have enjoyed more of it if I'd been paying more attention, but sometimes you have to make the book responsible for that. It did get better, worthwhile even, but no thrills or chills.
A deep-seated passion for baseball would likely help the reader along here. I can't claim to have that. In principle, I like the game well enough, but the excesses of Selfimportantville fans have kind of turned me off generally. Or maybe I just like to blame things on Selfimportantvillains.
