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Books that changed my life
I got this idea from ladysprite's journal...

I'm a voracious reader, and have been ever since I learned to read. So it's hard to pick out individuals, but here's a few that influenced me:

"Black Beauty" - my mom was reading this to me when I started picking out words and we both realized I was starting to learn to read.

The "Star Trek" fiction adaptions by James Blish- not the greatest prose in the world, but my first real "adult" books... along with the Heinlein and Del Rey juveniles, they were my "entry drug" for SF.

"The Hobbit"- I've posted about this before. I was absolutely enthralled by this book, and it led me to so many other things.

"The Dark is Rising", by Susan Cooper- I have a middle-school librarian to thank for this one... it arrived at exactly the right time for me, and instilled in me an interest in the mythic and historical background of the British Isles that persists to this day.

"The Lord of the Rings"- deserves a listing of its own because I waited some years after "The Hobbit" to read it... and I'm glad. I got much more out of it that way, I think.

"Real Magic", by Isaac Bonewits- it's hard to describe how important this book was (and still is) to me. It was my first look at a rational framework for the so-called supernatural; it described complex concepts with simplicity and wit; the bibliography was priceless; just the "Laws of Magic" section was worth the price of the whole book.

"Drawing Down the Moon" by Margot Adler and "The Spiral Dance" by Starhawk- these two are inextricably linked for me... not just because I discovered them at the same time, but that they worked together so well- one was the history and context, the other was the theology and practice. From these came my first real sense of religious belonging- that instinctive, "this is it!" feeling.

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oooh Dark is Rising. i read that one all of them, in one night, after my first ever car accident (which occured on day two of owning my first ever car) and there was no sleepign that night... awesome books

The rest of the books are pretty darn good, too (especially "The Grey King"). "Silver on the Tree" had a kind of a bummer ending, IMO...

yes... i expected them to remember and i expected the guy to remember his wife

And poor Will- the only one who knows, and all alone. I kind of want to play him in a LARP, grown up and more than a bit bitter.

The other Old Ones were still around. Not all of them went to the other side or wherever they went, right?

No, they all went on board Arthur's ship. The only one left was Will. "Will, my watchman." as Merriman put it...

Oh saddness. But he was going to follow when he was older, right?. It's been ages since I read those books and I tend not to reread Silver on the Tree because I like the other ones better.

There was an implication that he would see Merriman again... but no idea when... and Old Ones live a long time...

Dark is rising is one of my favorite series.

The idea of good vs evil and a rulebound struggle.
I see it's elements in most every LARP I run or game I create actually.

A long long time ago...

The xmas season was underway and the usual "toys for tots" type drives were going. And I remembered even longer ago than that when I still expected stuff for xmas, but books appeared prominantly on my list.

And I wondered looking in the bin of typical "toys" they were collecting and thinking that for some non-zero number of kids a book *all their own* would be the best xmas present.

The only place I knew to distribute them was a the place in Laruel we had always done the canned food drives for but they did toys at xmas, so I'd figured it would work.

This was back a long time ago, and there wasn't much of an internet as we know it, so I only had word of mouth. But I tried to pass the word along, "Hey why don't we try to get together a bunch of books for kids for xmas?" "We can make it extra special by buying copies of the books that meant a lot to us when we were 'that age'". I figured talking to all my bookworm friends that I'd get a book apiece, and a few people might throw in two or three. I had the lofty goal of a couple dozen books if I'd been wildly successful.

The only responses I got: two people tossed bags of their bookshelf culls my way. Dog eared, foxed, calling them shopworn would disgrace the word. At least one had apparently been bathtub reading. Not at all appropriate for the purpose (I think they ended up going to the Bladensburg library for their used book sale, not a waste, but not the intent either).

I took my shot. Not doing it again.

I have to wonder if someone (with I dunno, stature, respect?) tried, maybe it would would work.

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