I used to be a total bookworm as a teenager. I would read every chance I got; on the bus to school, on the bus back from school, sat at home, even at my part time job on the Tesco fish counter. As I got older and other things made more demnds on my time, I stopped reading as much. Recently, however, I’ve been reading more than I have in a long time, and it’s reminded me why I love books so much.
Today, on a walk into town, I passed a house which had a number of books arranged on the wall. On closer inspection, I saw a notice which read: “Free books! Help yourself :)”
Well, how could I turn that down?
There were two books which caught my eye. The first was “Lion of Macedon” by David Gemmell. I’ve read some Gemmell in the past and rather enjoyed it, although I’m not a huge fan of historical fantasy. The other book was “The Tumuli” by David Eddings. This has been on my “to read” list since I was 14 years old.
As a teenager, my favourite fantasy author was Terry Brooks. I devoured everything he wrote, and was hugely impressed with it all. Around the same time, a close friend of mine was a massive David Eddings fan. We used to talk about our favourite characters from the stories, and he often mentioned Sparhawk. He recommended The Tumuli and I added it to my list, but I had a whole host of Brooks and other books to read at the time and I never actually got round to borrowing the books from him. Pretty soon he headed off to university and I didn’t see much of him after that.
I decided to take The Tumuli and leave the rest. I almost see reading it as repaying a debt to an old friend.
Fortuitiously, on the way back from town, there was only one book left on the wall – it was Lion of Macedon. So I decided to snag that too. After all, who in their right mind would deny good books a home?