I can't decide how I feel about this book, whether it's original or derivative, wonderful or terrible. I do know that it's engrossing, because I read for five or six hours on Saturday. He samples freely from the mythology of Harry Potter and Narnia, but it's definitely not children's literature. If you are passionately devoted to Narnia, especially if you look upon C.S. Lewis as basically a saint, this might not be a great book for you. It's self-aware, but not in an irritating way. I had a hard time identifying with the protagonist, and he became thoroughly repugnant to me at one point. I think I'm glad I read it, but on a smaller scale it has tainted Narnia for me the way Wicked did the Wizard of Oz. I think I can get over it eventually.
Thankful Thursday, Friday Edition
3 days ago