I always want the "girl-dresses-as-boy" trope to bring something new to the table--to say something interesting and different about gender, about sexual orientations, about assumptions and desire. This book did not do any of that, and was therefore not my cup of tea.

I do appreciate the acknowledgement of bisexuality as a thing that exists! Riordan is a master of plotting, and I adored this first in the series as a promising start to a fun romp through the teenage humiliation of one of my favorite Greek gods.

Now and then a book comes along that is so good, it hurts you. You become a spiderweb of longing and despair. That is this book.