Percy Jackson. You probably hate that name, after watching its film adaptation.
They got it all wrong, right from his opening scene underwater, his not-so-hyped up origin about being Poseidon’s son, the lack of explanation about the various camps in Camp Half-Blood and so on, till the end of the movie. Every chapter seemed to have been ‘hollywoodized‘. I watch many movies out of curiosity and I don’t feel bad about having watched this.
That is because the books were fun, Rick Riordan is quite a writer of teenage fiction books. I’ve read the first three in his series of Percy Jackson and found them equally enjoyable as the Inkheart Trilogy or The Inheritance Cycle. Right now, having found time and inspiration for revisiting a private library am quite fond of, I’ve laid my hands on the fourth book and its doing great in helping me erase those movie memories.