What I'm reading, what I'm thinking of reading & what I've read. And stuff.
I remember buying this book, at 8 years old, from a bookshop in Victoria street that's not there any more, because I thought the title and cover were interesting. The first thing I noticed when I got it home was that the recommended age was 11 years or older. So I gave it a try, but soon gave up, and put it on my bookshelf until I was 11.
As someone who doesn't usually even recall the first time I met particular friends, my clear memories of the start of my relationship with this book go a little way to describe the impact it had on my young self. I'd read a lot of fantasy, but never anything quite like this, where the 'hero' is imperfect, and things don't really end with a HEA. I've shelved it as children and YA, but of course I understand it a lot better as an adult reader than I ever did at 11.