Yes, it does look a bit different around here, doesn’t it? I’ve hit that 4 month theme-change time, I guess. I used to do the same thing to my furniture (and may very well again; we haven’t really lived in this house long enough for me to start rearranging things). Sometimes a new look is what you need to shake things up a little.
Anyway. Today’s impossible-to-give-a-straight-answer-to question is… Favorite trilogy.
Again, nice and ridiculously specific. LOTR seems like too easy an answer, and to be honest, while I love it and it was a huge influence on my reading and writing preferences, I don’t find it as riveting as, say, Jacqueline Carey’s Kushiel series.
I’m sure if I look back through all the posts I’ve put up since I started this blog, I’ll find I’ve plugged this one before, but whatever: it deserves it. Patricia McKillip is an amazing writer, the kind who hits the metaphor out of the park every time, isn’t afraid to pepper every scene with so much vivid imagery it borders on the surreal, and still manages, while doing all that, to tell a hell of a story. The Riddlemaster Trilogy was one of her earlier works, and unlike most of her later writing has all of the above and also an abundance of angst (and we know how I love angst), plus a scope that equals LOTR, as far as I’m concerned, and yet it’s a totally character-driven story.
Plus, the premise — well. *swoon*.
Pretty much everything I could ever ask for in a set of books, that is to say. I could give a more specific description, but I don’t want to ruin it for anybody. Suffice to say, if you like all the stuff I listed above, you won’t be sorry you read this set.