Among the many wonderful things of this Thanksgiving weekend with my family was going to Barnes & Noble with one niece and buying her The Hobbit. Not only was she eager to read a book that her uncle loved when he was her age, but she was also delighted to explore a book that her older cousin had also loved. Both these girls are fans of fantasy fiction.
Few things warmed my heart as much as when the elder niece (the second eldest PatriotNieceWest) called to tell me how much she had enjoyed that book. (I had gotten it for her for a recent birthday.) So, after seeing the very disappointing Mr. Magorium’s Wonder Emporium, I took this amazing young lady to a nearby bookstore and did something I had been waiting to do since I first read to her when she was a little girl. I bought her a boxed set of The Lord of the RIngs.
It’s so cool when you can pass on your passions to the next generation. As I gave her the books, saw her face light up and heard her words of gratitude, I felt I was the one getting a present. It may sound like a cliché, but it’s true. Sometimes when you give, you really do receive.
Not only that. It’s great to share a passion, the same genre of fiction, with my nieces and nephews.
Shortly after my nieces left with their various parents and I had some time on my own and set off for yet another bookstore, this time mostly to browse. But, considering my nieces’ love of fantasy fiction and recalling my own childhood love of the genre and pondering my own perpetually nascent* fantasy epic, I spent more time in the Science Fiction/Fantasy section (than is my wont) and wondered if I could find books which would engage me as much as Tolkien’s trilogy did when I was a child (and even when I reread it today). I doubt I will ever find anything as powerful.
I couldn’t figure out which books to buy, having read some pretty bad fantasy fiction over the years and wanting discover those I would truly enjoy.
So, I ask you, readers, to recommend any good fantasy fiction, works would engage me and just might inspire me, books to occupy my time and also to help motivate me to work on my own epic. So that instead of having a perpetually nascent idea, I might soon begin translating that idea into a form that I can better communicate to others.
*Can something be perpetually nascent?