So this week has started off differently than usual. Although I am reading a few other books (yes I do read many simultaneously because I get distracted easily!) I ended up finishing two books, both audible while I worked on my sewing projects.
My sewing projects are also not complete either, unfortunately. I need to shake this habit of mine soon, it is just that it makes my life more interesting (to me). On top of all this, I have the usual never-ending NetGalley queue and the wrap up of my Cantonese (beginner’s level) classes that I need to study for. I am all set to go to India for my usual bi-yearly visit, so the reviews might be more scattered. It remains to be seen. Since I will be reviewing audible books back to back, I have decided to skip the recap and my queue in this one and reserve it solely for the confession I promised in my last post. The next one, the book being a novella, has the place to show my brand new kindle audible queue.
I have always been a voracious reader. Something that my parents encouraged for the most part (until in interfered with my grades at certain specific times of school). I read books that they picked out for me and my father contacted every friend of his with a collection who could suggest something worth reading. I therefore had an eclectic reading collection, only getting the taste for P.G wodehouse relatively late but thriving on the usual Enid Blyton and Agatha Christie,Sherlock Holmes. I was too shy to talk to my peers about reading and would have not progressed very far if I had not found a friend with a sophisticated reading taste and a very large collection of books. He initially was reluctant to let me borrow more than I could lend, but then we grew into a pattern of discussing books once we were done and this lead me to have unlimited access. I give this (possibly annoying) back story because there are certain books I found out were the ‘thing’ for people to have read before counting themselves in the hallowed ranks of proper bibliophiles. I have never actually fully enjoyed the ‘classics’ mostly because of my aforementioned limited span of attention. I recently heard the Tale of Two cities and really enjoyed it! I have friends who are die-hard fans of Tolkien who (if any of them do read this,they would finally understand my reluctance before in discussing it with them). I even have a friend who took notes in twelfth grade for a class in languages with scripts from Middle Earth!
I wanted to read (or at least say I had read) LOTR and The Hobbit so badly that I actually sat my sister down and read the whole book out to her. It took a very long time, but I am fond of hearing myself read stuff out ( this is not really a secret so I don’t mind mentioning it so blandly) so I managed, I have no idea how she did. My sister is four years younger than me, not very interested in books and was probably in middle school and she may yet carry scars of that time. I remember liking it but not really getting to the heart of the reason why the book would enthrall people the way it did. When I listened to the narration by Rob Inglis in this audible version, I found out what I had glossed over previously.
For those who are in the same boat as me, I doubt there are many of you, do give this book a shot. There is this subtle lacing of humour and the story is written for narration! The narrator sings the songs the way the people must have and it is so much better than the movie!This book has adventure, friendship, hardships and everything that makes a story timeless. I am now progressing to the LOTR books and looking forward to it.