Remember how in my last book post I said that I really liked Gabaldon's novels, but I'm not really a fan of the fantasy genre? Well, I think I lied.
Because, now I'm reading A Swiftly Tilting Planet, which is book 3 in Madeline L'Engle's Time Quintet. You remember A Wrinkle in Time, right? The best book of your entire childhood? Yes, that's the one. Well, theres a WHOLE SERIES of those books! I bought the whole quintet at a used book store last summer, because I needed them, and I re-read A Wrinkle in Time, and the second book, A Wind in the Door, but then I got distracted by my life, and didn't ever start the third book. Until now.
And it's awesome! And it's fantasy! How weird! Two in a row! When I mentioned this fantasy-loving aberration to David, he looked at me funny and began listing all the fantasy books that I have read and loved... The Twilight series, Phillip Pullman's His Dark Materials (waaay before the movies and wild controversy, thankyouverymuch), Harry Potter!!!, Watership Down, all those Redwall books, The Chronicles of Narnia, the Lord of the Rings Trilogy... I could go on, but I already feel embarrassed.
Uh, whoops. I guess I DO like fantasy. But in my defense, MOST of those are young adult fantasy novels, which just have a different feel to them than adult fantasy. Plus I don't want to admit I like fantasy, because then I feel like people are going to think I live in a corner of my sofa and wear things like this:
And I really don't!!! At least, not since middle school!!! Not in public!!! (Also, side note, if you want to have a really good time today, follow this link and read the reviews on Amazon about this shirt. Oh man, pompom.)
OKAY, so, da book.
A Swiftly Tilting Planet, by Madeline L'Engle
LIKE: It's a great YA novel, quick & easy to read, and her characters are so darn likeable. It also raises some great theological questions about the agency and will of humans, the power of evil, and the strength of people living in transparent community with one another.
NO LIKE: In this particular book, you see 5 different families living at 5 different points in time, and they ALL have similar names and it is sooooooo hard to keep track.
"Ananda, " Mrs. Murry said thoughtfully. "That rings some kind of bell."
"It's Sanskrit," Charles Wallace said.
Meg asked, "Does it mean anything?"
"That joy in existence without which the universe will fall apart and collapse."
"That's a mighty big name for one dog to carry," Mrs. Murry said.
Describing the beginning of time: "Darkness was, and darkness was good. As was light. Light and darkness dancing together, born of each other, neither preceding, neither following, both fully being in joyful rhythm."
"She sighed achingly for a time so full of joy that it was difficult to realize it had once been real."
I'm already halfway through the fourth book in the series, Many Waters. Which is good, because that will be Book Five for me, and this is Week Seven, so I still have a lil catching up to do.
PICTURE OF THE WEEK:
The Sweetest Potato! Did you guys forget that I even had a dog?? I know, I know. Baby pictures have gotten much higher billing lately, but Sweet Potato is still here, still the sweetest baby basset, and still SO photogenic! She looks a little sad in this picture, though. Maybe because she's still a liiiiitle upset about the whole 'new baby' thing... Let's try another one. She looks much happier here:
LOOK AT THOSE EARS! What? Still not happy enough? Okay, how about here:
Sweet Potato in motion! So cute! Look at all that skin! Huh? Still kind of a sad face? Guys, thats just how Basset Hounds look! It's not my fault! Okay, we'll try one more:
|Happy Valentine's Day! Love, Henry & Sweet Potato.|
Ahh. Now THERE is a happy dog.