I am watching Lord of the Rings this past week. Fellowship, then Two Towers. Today–Return of the King. I’m also marathoning Harry Potter. And you know what? They make me remember my first loves in the world of books: fantasy.
Twas the Night Before Solstice
In 2001, when tragedy struck the nation in September, some of us fell into a paralyzing, frozen state of emotion. As we neared Yule, I knew I wanted to celebrate but it just seemed…wrong? Perhaps not wrong, but hard to
“It’s a dangerous business, Frodo…”
I re-watched Fellowship of the Ring the other day. I meant to work while watching it, which was kind of a stupid thought because yah, it’s Frodo and Gandalf and the Nazgul and hey–we were going to see the elves,