"It was the last place Ronan expected chickens."

Went on Book Cruise last Saturday. That is, I went cruising for used books and cursed the local drivers. Acquired: one Tam Lin by Pamela Dean. I returned home in triumph, and was inspired to make inroads on my hoard of still-unread-after-a-year books. Yesterday: Robin McKinley's Deerskin. Freaked me out rather a lot, but was v. good all the same. Today: Patricia McKillip's In the Forests of Serre. It felt very much like Riddle-master, with which I am in love above all other books and/or trilogies. (Except maybe The Other Wind (Ursula K. LeGuin). Maybe.) The language is closer, and left me content rather than petrified (except I feel sort of sorry for Euan Ash). Or maybe that's just my comparative state of mind. These days I have to feel... reckless to pick up an unread McKillip book. They're so beautiful as to be intimidating. Perhaps it is time to re-read a few, as I have no new ones left, setting aside The Cygnet and the Firebird, which I will not read until I have the one that goes before it.

I really, really wish someone would re-issue the three volumes of Riddle-master with K.Y. Craft covers. Can you imagine?

"It was the last place Ronan expected chickens."

Went on Book Cruise last Saturday. That is, I went cruising for used books and cursed the local drivers. Acquired: one Tam Lin by Pamela Dean. I returned home in triumph, and was inspired to make inroads on my hoard of still-unread-after-a-year books. Yesterday: Robin McKinley's Deerskin. Freaked me out rather a lot, but was v. good all the same. Today: Patricia McKillip's In the Forests of Serre. It felt very much like Riddle-master, with which I am in love above all other books and/or trilogies. (Except maybe The Other Wind (Ursula K. LeGuin). Maybe.) The language is closer, and left me content rather than petrified (except I feel sort of sorry for Euan Ash). Or maybe that's just my comparative state of mind. These days I have to feel... reckless to pick up an unread McKillip book. They're so beautiful as to be intimidating. Perhaps it is time to re-read a few, as I have no new ones left, setting aside The Cygnet and the Firebird, which I will not read until I have the one that goes before it.

I really, really wish someone would re-issue the three volumes of Riddle-master with K.Y. Craft covers. Can you imagine?

"Are all Classics majors crazy?"

Am only on p.12 of Tam Lin, and am already tempted to burst out with "Yes. But then, we're all mad here." Ah, Wellesley.

"Are all Classics majors crazy?"

Am only on p.12 of Tam Lin, and am already tempted to burst out with "Yes. But then, we're all mad here." Ah, Wellesley.