My belated first experience of this author proved a fine one, with the start of a trilogy regarding myth – and growing up. Two characters have stolen from the Greek Gods, and just manage to BAMF their baby son to our universe, and the small town of Worldsend. He, Alex, grows up knowing he was a foundling, but with no idea that he is half-minotaur, and that he has a destiny to face as a result. But before then he has the destiny of hating his looks as his horns erupt from his brow – especially as they don't exactly help when heading the football…
This is clearly about growing pains, about not knowing what the bigger, wider world has in place for you, and about reacting to zits and the opinions of your classmates. It is actually really clever at tying that into the world of Greek lore, and once we see that Worldsend is a bit of a dumping ground for exiled deities we're in a world of high drama. And the delights of this, from the very likeable Alex to the handling of the actual myth, are very readably evident. This could have been so much worse, or something much closer to the well-worn Ms Stowell Loki route – instead it's a clever and distinctive read, worth probably four and a half stars.