the lord of the rings
January 22nd, 2008
i finished last night. it’s over. for twenty-one days i have lived in middle-earth. i’ve dreamed of saruman and his wolves. i’ve seen myself in hobbit holes. i’ve cried with samwise gamgee as he dumped his cooking pots into a crack of mordor. i love this book. (and, as the incredibly informative introduction in my edition told me, it isn’t three books, but rather one epic novel in three parts.)
and i can’t stop thinking: it’s the hobbits that carry the ring. the littlest people. living on a forgotten edge of the world. the small things that collapse mountains and rebuild worlds.
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Still has to be one of my favorite books of all time. This is going to sound really campy, but sometimes during the darkest days of my mission, I would think to myself that if that small furry-footed Frodo could fight a carnivorous spider, than I could certainly do what I needed to do.