The Gargoyle

Ok so I could really ramble on for days about this book but honestly...I really wouldn't be doing it any justice at all. The Gargoyle by Andrew Davidson is by far is the best book I've read all year. Here's the Barne's and Noble synopsis.

On a burn ward, a man lies between living and dying, so disfigured that no one from his past life would even recognize him. His only comfort comes from imagining various inventive ways to end his misery. Then a woman named Marianne Engel walks into his hospital room, a wild-haired, schizophrenic sculptress on the lam from the psych ward upstairs, who insists that she knows him – that she has known him, in fact, for seven hundred years. She remembers vividly when they met, in another hospital ward at a convent in medieval Germany, when she was a nun and he was a wounded mercenary left to die. If he has forgotten this, he is not to worry: she will prove it to him.

And so Marianne Engel begins to tell him their story, carving away his disbelief and slowly drawing him into the orbit and power of a word he'd never uttered: love.

This is the book that I recommend to any and all of my guy friends..the ones that actually read anyway. It has grusome details of the burn unite, ancient vikings, porn stars, the works. Try it...you'll like it.