There is something to be said about an author that Neil Gaiman, arguably one of the best writers of fantasy fiction alive today, calls the “greatest living fantasy writer.” And when that author writes what is considered to be his magnum opus, what is there to say about that? If you listen to other critics, you hear things like “Fantasy’s Ulysses” or the best book by “Our Melville”. Yet if such a book is so amazing that Ursula K. Le Guin gushes about it, why isn’t it a best seller like Sandman or Lord of the Rings? Such was the dilemma when I picked up The Book of the New Sun by Gene Wolfe. Highly praised does not always equal very good. Would this monster of a book live up to expectations?