Okay so it wasn't an actual physical tantrum, nothing like the ones my son throws. It was more of an internal tantrum for basically the entirety of last week. I had so much trouble getting into the novel at first, I'd picked it up and put it down several times, and there is always so much noise and interruption in my small house, I swear my husband saves all his social energy and bursts it on me the minute he sees me reading a book like he knows he's suddenly not the center of my universe. It's been the start of many a snappy exchange because he'll have been ignoring me completely, on his computer on chat with his friends playing his games. I crack open a book....he starts talking. He also did not grow up around my family so he does not understand that when one is reading a book and you keep interrupting them the death glare means shut up go away, I love you but right now you're the devil.
...Anyway, once I did finally got dragged into "The Paladin Prophecy" I proceeded to feel like an angry toddler. I wanted to stay up all night and finish my book. However I'm an adult, and I am trying very hard this year to be a "good" adult and take care of myself. That means getting enough sleep, drinking water and taking my damn anxiety meds that I can never seem to remember to take...meaning staying up all night reading when I have work the next day even if it's from home is not a smart idea and I have to be the "mommy" and make myself go to bed. I woke up the next morning, and started reading again, I read on my lunch break, I pouted and internally stamped my foot because I didn't want to work I wanted to read. I actually really like my job so most days I don't have an issue with oh I have to work, I don't want to. Thankfully that is not my life, I would not be good at adulting if it was.
I could not put this book down, I didn't want to. It's like "The Handmaids Tale" a couple years ago was, when it kicked off me reading over 52 books in a year when I'd barely been reading. All I want to do now is read. I spent the entire weekend reading an entire book (see next post for my thoughts on that one). I've been listening to audiobooks while I was dishes and cook. I am thirsty and soaking up all of this literature. An endless yearning for words has been opened in my soul...and I love it.
Surprisingly Will's plight did not give me a panic attack. Give the fragile state of my anxiety even medicated with everything going on in the world this was nothing short of a miracle. It was exciting and suspenseful but since it started off that way I knew nothing truly bad could happen to the main character that early in the book, obviously I still had over 300 pages to go.
The ending though, I love when authors let you know information at the same time they let the main character know the information, giving you the same clues, giving you a chance to figure it out and then confirming your conclusion. It's the best feeling to figure out a novel.
I feel like I can't say too much about this novel without giving away the plot. I was given this novel by my husband's reddit secret santa last christmas. I knew nothing about it, had never heard of it and that was the perfect setting for beginning this book. I will be acquiring and reading the next book in the series. I want to read them all!
"The Paladin Prophecy" by Mark Frost
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