In which Mr. Moo gets a stay of execution, and in which no one calls him Mr. Moo but me.
So I’ll be the first to admit that my reading of The Titan’s Curse has gone really slowly—far slower than I’d have liked to have done for you all who have been with me on the journey. I feel bad about that, and the book itself is now piling on:
For a minute we stood there regarding the palace, the way we’d stood together in front of Westover Hall, what seemed like a million years ago.
I know, book! I know! (Wait, what do you mean it’s not all about me?) Anyway, no more stalling! On we go with the nineteenth post in Michael Reads Percy Jackson: The Titan’s Curse, aka… [Read more…]