Not Exactly a Book Review

You know how it is when you read a book as a kid and thought it was just terrific, and then you come back to it as an adult and can't for the life of you figure out what you ever saw in it? You know how disappointing that is, not just because you didn't enjoy re-reading the book as much as you expected, but also because it feels like you've just been cheated out of a tiny piece of your childhood?

Well, I'm pleased to report that John Christopher's Tripods trilogy doesn't suffer that fate. I just finished re-reading The White Mountains, and it was just as involving as when I originally read it, way back in elementary school. Gee, sometimes I did have good taste as a kid!