A lot of time in a year, I just realized. Trying to think of the best book I’ve read in the last year, I am drawn up short. This year spans 12 months! I’ve read so many books since last May. Mostly Agatha Christie I think, since I’ve been studying demonstrations of the Christian world view in her extensive literature.
It has been a good year for reading. Melpomene gave me my first Terry Pratchett (Men at Arms) in July. When I started reading, I was very confused. About 80 pages later, I laughed out loud, and I haven’t stopped laughing yet.
But that’s not the best book I’ve read this year. As usual, my little brother has read more than I have, and keeps a sort of reading list for his family members. When I visited him in the fall, he handed me a Stephen King novel and said I should read it.
“Are you kidding me?” I said “You know what happens when I read stuff like that”
“No, but really, this isn’t pooky.” He and my mother say ‘poooooky’ when they mean ‘spooky’. It’s cute.
“Not at ALL pooky? cuz you know I have to cuddle kitty cats when I read pooky things.”
“Well, it’s not pooky, and you have a cat.”
“Well, I’ll give it a chance.”
I gave it a chance, reading it in my oversized chair by my sliding glass window during a massive thunderstorm. The ambiance was perfect.
Did you know that Stephen King had written a fairy tale? Read Eyes of the Dragon. It is a beautiful yarn, written in grand old style, full of chivalry, resourcefulness, evil, good and heroics. Truly a Romance in the traditional sense.