||[Dec. 22nd, 2003|09:39 pm]
My house is filled with books I mean to read, plan to read, want to read, have been urged to read. So what am I reading, on the busride back and forth from work?
Lord of the Rings. Again.
I have not read the books in probably close to 20 years now, but I felt a need for stories of friends good and true, of doing the right thing when it's hard and taking responsibility when it's difficult. The bus affords me time to read where school books are too unwieldy, so I have good excuse for a paperback.
I just started today, but so far I will say I am still firmly in the "love Tolkien" camp. Of this I am glad.
It must make things interesting, Ferrett being a rabit Tolkein-hater and all.
No, it just means that, as usual, the man is wrong and his wife is right.
(Goodness, I'm darn snarky about people I barely know.)
The man is always wrong.
(turns to wife) Errr, isn't that right, dear?
Naw, we won't fight about that. We have very different tastes in literature, and enjoy the places where we do overlap.
Remember, I hate Tolkien, but am for free speech.
If she likes it, she likes it. Fair enough.
Watching Return of the king has made me really want to reread the books. Thing is, I didn't like the books at all.
The power of film, eh?
I loved the books, and read them several times, but it's been a long, long time and after hearing much grousing about them I wondered if I would still love them. So far, yes.
Then again, I love British authors in general, the Brontes, Jane Austin, etc.
2003-12-23 08:07 am (UTC)
"of doing the right thing when it's hard and taking responsibility when it's difficult"
Been thinking about me I see. ;)