When you were younger, did you ever have that one series that carried you through your childhood, that you stayed up all hours of the night devouring?
Okay. Maybe that's a lot of books, for a lot of you.
But when you think back, can you think of just one?
I discovered The Warriors Series when was about 8. For years, I was captivated. I waited anxiously for the next book to come out (only 3 a year), and screamed when the author came to New York. (My mother let me take off school for it, that's how obsessed I was.) I was always one of the first people to get the books as my library got them.
This series was my childhood.
As I got older, I was less attentive. I fell behind. The books still entertain me, but in a different way. I'm not held prisoner by them anymore, not moving from my seat until I've turned the last year. But I still love them, they still hold a special place in my heart.
Today, the last of 24 books was released. The series has had a 9 year run. (I haven't followed them that long, mind you.)
I'm still two books behind, but I'm going to fix that.
Over the next few weeks (months?) I plan to revisit, and reread, all of these books. How it will take me, I don't know. But I'm bring
For those of you with young siblings, or children, who have a passion for animals, I recommend the Warriors series. The first book, Into the Wild, follows a young housecat, Rusty, and his discovery of an entire world in his backyard as he joins Thunderclan and becomes a Warrior.
Will these sound silly to you? Possibly.
Will they entertain your nine-year-old? Definitely.
Add the series on Goodreads. You won't regret it.
Peace and cats,
(Yes, I do realize I haven't posted a real book review since mid-March. Next week, I hope to have an MG review of Ashtown Burials.)