A review by proofofruin
Eragon by Christopher Paolini

3.0

for what this is (an originally self-published and clearly self-indulgent and borderline plagiarized YA fantasy novel written by a 16-year-old boy), i’m not mad at it. i don’t ever want to read another adverb ever again, but i’m not mad at it.

eragon was the first Big book that i read as a child, my first fantasy story that couldn’t be described as “whimsical,” and my first story with a memorable male protagonist. i read it when i was nine years old, and it did a lot for me then. i started writing because Paolini’s success inspired me. despite being decently gritty and nearly 500 pages long, the writing is accessible and easy to read, and being able to tackle this book gave me to confidence to read every other book that i had found intimidating before it. the fact that i started reading primarily memoir and adult contemporary fiction by age 11 is due in no small part to having been able to read this at nine.

revisiting it was fun! i’m learning that i’m not really a re-reader, but i’m going to make my way through the rest of the series over the next few months, because i never finished it when i was young. shoutout Christopher. i hope to god you’ve learned how to write dialogue and that knopf set you up with a decent editor for the rest of these.