Such a wonderful book but can not stop with just one review in the catalog, I find. Therefore, I have to give some assurance of my euphoria.
When I read books like Graceling, then I know I know why I am reading through stacks and stacks mediocre and good fantasy books: namely to come across gems like Kristin Cashores debut.
Yesterday I finished (had begun the morning and in between eaten a bite) and now the noise is not yet gone. So far, I liked even start anything new. Since I read City of Bones by Cassandra Clare (plus sequel), me nothing has come into the hands of what has so gives me a pleasant reading experience.
Her are the next bands (Fire and Bitter Blue), but have different protagonists! No problem: I do not think at the moment that woman Cashore will write books that do not tie me up.
