Flap Copy from cover:
"The twelve Greek gods of Olympus are alive and well in the twenty-first century, but the are crammed together in a London town house- and none too happy about it. For Artemis (goddess of hunting, professional dog walker), Aphrodite (goddess of beauty, telephone sex operator), and Apollo (god of the sun, TV psychic), there's no way out- until a meek housecleaner, Alice, and her would-be boyfriend, Neil, turn their world upside down.
When what begins as a minor squabble between Aphrodite and Apollo escalates into an epic battle of wills, Alice and Neil must fear not only for their own lives but for the survival of humankind. Nothing less than a true act of heroism is needed- but can these two ordinary people replicate the feats of the mythical heroes and save the world?"
I thought this was a fun book, mostly because it made me think back to those high school lit classes where we covered the Greek gods and read the Odyssey (and groaned a lot). The book is a very light-hearted look at an extremely dysfunctional family of deities living in a ratty house in London, wreaking vague havoc and small-scale mayhem as they drive each other slowly crazy.
There were a couple of interesting and unexpected twists throughout the story, but the ending was a foregone conclusion (to me at least). Though the big revelation for the gods was no surprise to me at all, I suspect it wasn't supposed to be- just further proof of how out of touch they were. A quick and funny read, this book doesn't attempt to break any ground (in theology or literature) but was an enjoyable way to spend a rainy afternoon.