“The Lies of Locke Lamora” by Scott Lynch. I’d heard so many good things, I was curious. I read it on my kindle, which was kind of an amusing experience because it doesn’t for some reason tell the page count or page number correctly. When I was about 60% done (it does update that stat, but seems to think the book is 8000 pages long) I looked on Amazon to find out how long it really was. Hmmm... 736 pages? It didn’t feel like that. I liked the way it switched between childhood and adulthood in sections, though sometimes the worldbuilding seemed excessive. One thing that annoyed me was I felt like I was being strung along with the love interest character, who never appears in any scene, even the flashbacks.
“Percy Jackson 1: The Lightning Thief” by Rick Riordan. The voice got on my nerves. We were chatting about it in the restaurant, and the trainee server heard us and said, “Oh, I read the whole series. Way better than the movies.” I asked why she’d read them, and she said she’d thought she was a crap reader in school, but now she’s an adult, she can totally enjoy it. It made me sad that school left her with that feeling, because it’s so lame, but happy that she’s over it. There’s something wrong with the way school works, if it leaves people feeling that way.
“The Forever War” by Joe Haldeman. A classic, but for my non-science brain, it held up.
“Percy Jackson 2: The Sea of Monsters” by Rick Riordan. These seem really suited to fans of, I don’t know, Fairly Odd Parents or some other show I might find on YTV. The pacing and –um- shallowness seemed like an animated series to me, which may be fine for the audience.