I Read The Chalice of the Gods, Because the Scariest Adventure in a Teenager's Life is Applying to College

The Chalice of the Gods by Rick Riordan
My rating: 5 of 5 stars

When my kid and I read The Lightning Thief, she was ten, and Percy was twelve.

Last week, we each read this latest book in the series. Now, my kid is seventeen, and so is Percy.

Reading this latest adventure of my kid’s all-time favorite book character, the character she’s stayed loyal to even as she’s grown up, is bittersweet as hell, just like everything else about this last year at home before college. What happened to that little girl who wore an orange Camp Half-Blood hoodie (with "Daughter of Apollo" printed on the back) and wielded a wooden sword and a cardboard Spartan shield that she'd painted a Pegasus on? Where is the kid who made endless batches of slime one summer while listening to The Demigod Files on repeat on my old CD player? Could I please have another day with that small daughter who traipsed around Greece with her American Girl doll, petting feral cats and lighting Olympic flames?

Just like Percy, my own little demigod is almost all grown up.

I am not mad, then, that this particular Percy adventure is lighter fare than the usual magical mayhem he gets himself into. In this book, Percy's big adventure is obtaining one of the three godly college recommendations that he needs to be accepted to his dream school of New Rome University. In order to obtain a recommendation, he has to go on a quest. It's demanding and complicated, there are snakes, but it's no Battle of the Labyrinth, thank goodness. My gods, can you even imagine if my kid’s favorite book character who happens to be her exact same age in this book and is also going through college application bureaucratic nonsense just like her had DIED (RIP Jason)?!? Or was betrayed by a loved one or ended the book on the verge of an apocalyptic war or got turned into a tree or was the subject of an awful prophecy, etc.?

Ugh, just parenting/being a kid in their Senior year of high school is hard enough, thank you.

So, the plotline of this Percy Jackson book, and the next two, may feel trivial to many readers, but I, for one, find it comforting and validating that the mythology is barely metaphorical here, and instead, Percy’s difficult adventures are quite like the difficult Senior year adventures of many American kids. Asking for recommendations IS hard! Coming to terms with growing old(er) is hard! Preparing to leave your best friend is hard! Realizing that you’re going to miss a lot of big moments with your family in the coming years is hard! Moving away from young siblings is hard!

But to tangentially speak about the actual book for a moment, instead of just my own personal feelings ABOUT the book, I am thrilled to report that, unlike the hot mess that was The Sun and the Star: A Nico di Angelo Adventure, The Chalice of the Gods is, happily, good! It felt like a way quicker read than what I remember from my other Percy Jackson adventures, but maybe that’s just because it was fast-paced throughout. I learned a couple of new gods, which is always fun, and enjoyed the deep cuts and callbacks to other Percy adventures.

The only bummer to the book is that I feel like we’re all just meant to ignore the fact that Ganymede is an honest-to-Zeus human trafficking victim. It’s very disturbing, and I didn’t really know what to make of the tone there. Lighthearted-esque, but clearly Ganymede is being held against his will. Zeus has one line of dialogue about Ganymede that’s not sexually explicit but you know what he means, and what he means is gross. Also, Ganymede is canonically a CHILD! He’s Percy’s age, if he’s even that old! Which means that he’s my kid’s age! I’m glad he got his cup back, but he’s still enslaved to his abuser, sooo...

Deeply troubling Zeus sex crimes aside, The Chalice of the Gods is beautiful and sweet, and I loved it. I’d have no idea what was happening or why if I came in cold, but if you read and loved the previous Percy Jackson books, surely you’ll love this one, too.

As for the rest of Senior year… well, my own kid is planning a completely unironic Percy Jackson-themed set of Senior photos, complete with her Camp Half-Blood hoodie, her sister’s Ren Faire sword, and a post-production chimera or two created by her graphic designer father. Over Christmas, she and I plan to buy ourselves a month of Disney+ so we can unironically watch the Lightning Thief reboot. And she has GOT to get her own set of college recommendations completed, even though at the moment she’s acting like this is a feat much more challenging than wrestling the god of old age.

When she and I read the next book in the series, she will, for the first time, be older than Percy. Stay tuned for my whole other set of tears on that day!  

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