The Sword of Summer by Rick Riordan
Genre: Juvenile Fiction, Fantasy
Series: #1 in the Magnus Chase and the Gods of Asgard series
Publisher: Disney Hyperion
Publication Date: 2015
The Short Version:
Magnus Chase, a homeless teenager after his mother’s death finds out that he’s the son of a Norse God by dying in a battle with a strange evil entity and finding himself at the Hotel Valhalla.
Why I Read It:
I’ve read the first two books in Riordan’s Percy Jackson and the Olympians series and when I heard about this new series decided to give it a shot.
From the author’s website:
Magnus Chase has seen his share of trouble. Ever since that terrible night two years ago when his mother told him to run, he has lived alone on the streets of Boston, surviving by his wits, staying one step ahead of the police and truant officers.
One day, Magnus learns that someone else is trying to track him down—his uncle Randolph, a man his mother had always warned him about. When Magnus tries to outmaneuver his uncle, he falls right into his clutches. Randolph starts rambling about Norse history and Magnus’s birthright: a weapon that has been lost for thousands years.
The more Randolph talks, the more puzzle pieces fall into place. Stories about the gods of Asgard, wolves, and Doomsday bubble up from Magnus’s memory. But he doesn’t have time to consider it all before a fire giant attacks the city, forcing him to choose between his own safety and the lives of hundreds of innocents. . . .
Sometimes, the only way to start a new life is to die.
This one just sounded fun and it was. The Hubster and I have enjoyed the History Channel’s Vikings series. We have also had fun watching the Marvel movies featuring Thor and Loki. In addition, our recent favorite road trip audiobooks have been David Tennant’s narration of the How to Train Your Dragon series by Cressida Cowell. Taking all that into consideration a new fun take on Norse Mythology was something I was pretty sure we’d both enjoy.
This one has some similarities to the Percy Jackson series but Magnus is older than Percy and using Norse mythology rather than Greek opens up a whole different pantheon of gods and stories to mess with.
There’s plenty of adventure and some pretty humorous stuff along the way.
The Activity Schedule that Magnus sees at the Hotel Valhalla for instance:
SINGLE COMBAT TO THE DEATH! – OSLO ROOM, 10 A.M.
GROUP COMBAT TO THE DEATH! – STOCKHOLM ROOM, 11 A.M.
BUFFET LUNCH TO THE DEATH! – DINING HALL, 12 P.M.
FULL ARMY COMBAT TO THE DEATH! – MAIN COURTYARD, 1 P.M.
BIKRAM YOGA TO THE DEATH! – COPENHAGEN ROOM,
BRING YOUR OWN MAT, 4 P.M.
This guy sounds like he’s from Portland.
“Aegir,” Ran spat. “The great stirrer of sea storms! These days the only thing he wants to do is brew his mead. He’s always been a brewer, but lately it’s ridiculous. He spends all his time at the hops shop, or going on brewery tours with his buddies. And don’t get me started on the flannel shirt, rolled-up skinny jeans, glasses and the way he trims his beard. He’s always talking about microbrews. He has a cauldron a mile wide! How can he microbrew?”
It was fun. It thoroughly messes up Norse Mythology in the same way the the Percy Jackson series messed up the the Greeks. I’m looking forward to when The Hubster reads it and I’ll be watching for the next in the series.