The Lord of the Rings Trilogy by J.R.R. Tolkien

I wasn’t interested in the Lord of the Rings, indeed, I hadn’t really heard much about Tolkien or his writings until The Fellowship of the Ring came out in 2001. I thought it and the sequels were amazing. About a year ago, I saw that Fellowship was on Time Magazines list of All TIME best 100 Novels.

I gave it a go and was thoroughly impressed! The writing is poetic, descriptive, original and not at all burdensome – not like the One Ring was for dear Frodo…but I’m getting ahead of myself.

So, because I was thoroughly impressed with Fellowship, a few months later, with much non-fiction in the meantime, I eagerly devoured The Two Towers. Ah, yes, it too was captivating.

Having seen the movies numerous times, I found myself comparing scenes: how they changed and what was left out. A bit of fun, and for the most part, I think Peter Jackson did an admirable job of re-telling the tale!

Now I am mere pages away from completing the trilogy with the Return of the King. What an adventure! I don’t often think to myself that I’m going to read a book again, but for this trilogy, the future looms bright.