Riotously funny and subversively philosophical, Italian novelist Giacomo Sartori's I am God is the diary of the Almighty's existential crisis that ensues when he falls in love with a human. I am God. Have been forever, will be forever. Forever, mind you, with the razor-sharp glint of a diamond, and without any counterpart in the languages of men. When a man says, I'll love you forever, everyone knows that forever is a frail and flimsy speck of straw in the wind. A vow that won't be kept, or that in any case is very unlikely to be kept. A lie in other words. But when I say forever, I really do mean forever. So let that be clear. So begins God's diary of the existential crisis that ensues when, inexplicably, he falls in love with a human. And not just any human, but a fanatical geneticist and atheist who's certain she can improve upon the magnificent creation she doesn't even give him the credit for. It's frustrating, for a god. God has bigger things that could be occupying him instead, such as observing the teeming universe with its dazzling panoramas, its rarefied interstellar wastes, its colliding galaxies and breathtaking supernovas. Instead, he can't tear his eyes (so to speak) from the geneticist who's unsettlingly avid when it comes to science, sex, and Sicilian cannoli. Whatever happens he must safeguard his transcendental dignity. So he watches--disinterestedly, of course--as the handsome climatologist who has his sights set on her keeps having strange accidents. And as the lanky geneticist becomes hell-bent on infiltrating the Vatican's secret files, for reasons of her own.... Cosmically funny and divinely human, I am God is an unforgettable romp through the Big Questions with the universe's most incontestably perfect narrator.