Segorian Anderson’s an Idiot. But that’s fine with him. It’s a well paying job with no heavy lifting.
Nobody ever remembers Segorian. It isn’t magic - he just has the sort of face his own mother could forget, and she’s been trying to for years. But being forgettable is a job requirement for an Idiot.
No, he's not the Court Jester. He doesn’t wear motley (whatever motley may be). That's a different union. He’s the Idiot. In a Queen’s castle, wine spilt down the wrong dress can lead to war, so someone unimportant has to be blamed for it. That’s the Idiot’s job. He’s the Idiot that did it, for any value of ‘it’. Of course, as soon as he’s exiled-for-life out of the castle gate, he uses his back-door key and sneaks back in. But that's not all. Someday, something really bad will happen. Really, really bad. Badder than a bad thing on a very bad day with extra badness. When the world’s about to end (or the washing up won’t get done – whichever comes first), who you gonna call? No, not them. They haven’t been invented yet. You call the Idiot, someone nobody will miss if things don’t work out. And now Peladon has a case of dragon.
But the dragon may be the easy part. Segorian has woman trouble, and he’s the only person in the castle who doesn’t know it. Because to Segorian, women are an open book. The problem is, he never learned to read.
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Most Helpful Customer Reviews
I enjoyed this unique style of writing filled with veiled humor. Segorian is the Queen’s idiot. An idiot? Hardly. He’s an insecure man with a lot to offer. He doesn’t know that, but the Queen does. After danger, dragons and a strange love story you come to a surprise ending that made me giggle.
As the author says -- Segorian was an open book. But he'd never learned to read. Still, for an illiterate Idiot (note the capital "I" please, that's very important), Segorian makes a great leading man! A unique read and a journey into a unique mind. Two of 'em, actually. Graeme Smith's AND Segorian's.
What do you do when you find you are reading pure genius? If you're me, you stay glued to your seat and devour every word, then call to your family member for the Krazy Glue antidote. May I say, before I continue, my butt is a tad sore. The antidote is a scraper and Krazy Glue does not give up its hold upon one's flesh easily. That said, I have to also acknowledge to write this review I am sitting in a pan of ice...so my butt is pleasantly numb! Okay...moving on...A COMEDY OF TERRORS by Muse It Up Author Graeme Smith is a trip into the gifted mind of a man who can spin a tale so well and with such brilliance, you laugh and then during the body shaking guffaws realize the brilliance woven within the giggles. And of course, you're going to LOVE "The Idiot." It isn't often I can honestly say I am in the presence of tantalizing brilliance. From the title I expected it to be a pleasant romp...and from the cover I also anticipated a dragon would be somewhere in the journey...what I got was humor at its tantalizing best. Mr. Smith wove a story so intricately linked you do not realize where the story is REALLY headed. When you find out, you are jolted and then know genius has been guiding you in spite of the obvious giggles along the way. Well done Mr. Smith. I look forward to reading more of your brilliance.