This was how my reading of Valkyrie worked. I woke up around 9:45 a.m. on a Saturday morning (no matter how hard I try, I can't sleep any later), and I ate breakfast. Then, I went downstairs, and I had nothing I could possibly do besides spend the Saturday with the love of my life, also known as my library. I picked out Valkyrie, and went and sat on my chair, not bothering to turn on the lights because the chair was right below the window. I sat there for hours, doing nothing else but read. I finished it a few hours after I had to get up and eat lunch.
Valkyrie is the story of Freya, a new Valkyrie for Odin. The Valkyries' job is to choose souls to reap and bring to Valhalla, the hall for the valiant dead. Freya has never much liked humans, with their bloody conflict and destruction, but when the very first soul she ever reaps, a soldier, asks her to help his family, who are in danger, she can't refuse. Breaking just about every Valkyrie rule in the book, she goes down to Earth and meets the soldier's family, trying to help them with their troubles along with making friends with a human boy.
I believe that Valkyrie is the ultimate fantasy/coming-of-age novel. I love how Freya discovers herself throughout the book, and makes friends. She's definitely one of the bravest characters I've witnessed in a long time, who was willing to sacrifice her wings and her eyesight to save the ones she cares about. I'd highly recommend it to anyone who likes a strong female protagonist. The only real flaw in the entire novel was that it didn't really follow mythology, at all.
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