Earlier today I foolishly listed out the next three books I’d planned on reading. I even cautioned that such lists were foolish because what I desire to read changes quite rapidly, often affected by what I’ve just read in some way or another. I mentioned how I just finished reading The Fellowship of the Ring for the first time in probably 30 years; certainly the first time as an adult. And I said that up next was a biography of J. Robert Oppenheimer.
What on earth made me think I could finish reading The Fellowship of the Ring and not want to continue on with The Two Towers.
Well, that’s just what I have done, and so please ignore that last post, and quite possibly, ignore me. I tend to be foolish in this regard, and let this stand as one of countless examples of such foolishness.
I personally love literary “epics.” I read the trilogy years ago and like you, I couldn’t stop at one. Toward the end of the last book, I started trying to read more slowly because I just did not want such a magnificent story to end!