ewee (27/26): Ender's Game by Orson Scott Card

Eh, it's ok. A classic, I suppose, and has its merits. Mainly tho, it was a great absorbing read as I sat home with a fever and a lingering sense of fatigue, achy-ness, and annoyance. (I'm a baby when sick, and I was thwarted by inconsistent wireless access all day.) Portions of it are imaginative, and I can see why there's so much acclaim for it. I'd go so far to say that there are even truly original ideas in this book. But yeah I'm mostly just glad to have had a book to distract me from being bored and sullen.