Magyk!!!

I've been meaning to read the library books on my shelf. Then I saw a big fat book sitting on a shelf next to other fat books. It was an excellent read. So was number two. I'm gaining access to numbers three, four, five, etc. In the meantime, sorry, Melissa, I still haven't read Shattered Sky. Hee Hee. Hee is Septimus Heap, a budding young magician who is, in my opinion, better than Harry P. Sorry, Harry. I love this series even though I haven't finished it yet. It has the ring of humor to it, and randomness random is very active in the nice, thick, juicy preeecious. I like it. The series (so far) is centered on a Young Army Expendable, a nice patchwork tent known only as Zelda, and the heir to the throne. Angie Sage weaves a very nice and very heartwarming tale of the strange and Magykal tale of the Seventh Son, And His Seven Sons, And His Wife, And their Adopted Daughter, And The Dog. Lots of capital letters in this series lend a sense of confusion at first, but do not be afraid. The Time is Right to read some Very Hefty Books. And keep a bar of chocolate with you, I got hungry during Flyte. And I don't think they have on-dragon meals.

Septimus Heap

Magyk

Flyte

Physik

Queste

Syren

Darke

Fyre

Don't forget to read the books on your shelf first. I should probably take my own advice. See ya!