A few weeks ago, I finished reading Eragon, by Christopher Paolini. Yes, I know he started to write the book when he was 15 years old, but I didn't realize that until after I started reading it, and then I decided to finish reading it anyway. However, despite the fact that in many places it's quite obvious that the book was written by a teenager, such as what I felt was a lack of depth of certain personalities, the book was actually very good. So, I am now about 150 pages into book number two of the trilogy, Eldest. I'm also number 48 in line (which means that it will be 37 years until I receive it) for the third book, Brisingr, at the Boston Public Library. Keep in mind, though, that the main reason I'm reading this series is to fill my magical-power-children's book gap that Harry Potter left until I restart the Harry Potter series.
I know nothing will ever to be able replace Harry Potter, but I can pretend other books can when I'm having Potter withdrawals... that's probably the best way to handle the withdrawal symptoms.
Eragon... so what if the author was 15?
Tuesday, June 24, 2008 | Book Reviews, Harry Potter | 0 comments »Leave a Comment!... 0 comments »
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