Last Saturday we picked up more books from the library, including books to read out loud (which, upon the dog’s release, we’ve actually not been doing a whole lot). I remember fondly reading The Dark is Rising Sequence back in high school (not for high school; I didn’t go to that sort of high school) and adoring it, so I snagged the first book, hoping to share the awesomeness with Beth. Originally published in 1973, and a Brit book at that, one naturally expects the book to be dated and colloquial. However, even while bearing that in mind? Good golly, The Dark is Rising is an awful book for reading outloud! We were laughing far too hard to gleen anything from the story and I had to stop before my fond memories were destroyed by harsh reality. I’ll keep those rose-tinted glasses, thanks.
So, we’re listening to The Mistress of the Art of Death and I’m crushing on Simon, and we’re reading Lucy and the Greenman and if you haven’t yet, you need to. I happened upon this one on accident a few months back and I’m so glad I did. It is wonderful and whimsical and a tad dark and absolutely perfect and where were these books when I was that age? Why was I stuck with Sweet Valley High crap? (Well, I wasn’t actually stuck with them, which is why I started reading Stephen King and V.C. Andrews — only for real, before she died, before most of “her” books were written, note the lack of trademark after the name, thanks) and Dean Koontz so young, so I could skip that crap, but I digress). I love this book so much that I’m forcing Beth and the dog to listen to it, even if Lucy isn’t a boy. (Dog’s got his preferences, you know). If you like the mythical fiction even at all a little bit, you need to check this book out. It is easily one of my favorite reads this year.
Once again, what are you currently reading?