It’s fast-paced, intimate, and beautifully cultivated – by which I mean, the reader is never left in one viewpoint for too long, or for too short a time. Sullivan.Īge of Myth bears the hallmark storytelling genius that we have all come to love of Michael’s work. I’ve no idea how I misread that first chapter, but I did, and as such I lost my faith in Michael J. Not only is the character I was reading about not 16 years old (or even under 20), but he is only one of five characters from whom we experience this story. This is where my aforementioned two lessons come into play. I did read the opening chapter, but for some reason I came away thinking that this was going to be another book about a 16-year old saviour of the world. I received my review copy of this book from Michael himself some time ago, but it arrived at a time when I wasn’t in the healthiest of places.
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