The very first novel I ever read was Gray Canaan (by David Garth), a civil war story that I vaguely recall as about half military action and half romance.
I was five.
The military parts, I understood -- I re-enacted them with my toy soldiers.
The romance aspects (which I regarded as "the boring parts") zinged overhead at about 30,000 feet.
This is why I don't worry too much about "age of readers".
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I was five.
The military parts, I understood -- I re-enacted them with my toy soldiers.
The romance aspects (which I regarded as "the boring parts") zinged overhead at about 30,000 feet.
This is why I don't worry too much about "age of readers".
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