“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.