I grew up with Fantasy. Even before I read my first romance (thank you Louisville Public Library for not stifling the curiousity of a 12 year old when she first found the clench cover) I had fallen in love with Anne McCaffrey, Piers Anthony and Tolkein.
Anne McCaffrey had the most wonderful dragon stories, and opened a world to me I never knew existed. When I first laid eyes on "The White Dragon", I was a goner. I quickly searched out Dragonsong and Dragonsinger, and went looking for more tales of fantasy.
I'm not sure how I got from McCaffrey to Anthony, but when I read Piers Anthony's tales of Xanth they took my breath away. I spent many long hours happily lost in a very non-Mundane world.
Less than a year later I finally moved on to Tolkein. I thought myself more than a little in love with Frodo, and dreamed great dreams of going on his adventures. Before we had Orlando Bloom in pointy ears and tights, Frodo was my hero.
It was pretty soon after that I found those clench covers on the library racks. For a while, my love for fantasy was forgotten, and I moved on to more romantic reading. Through middle school and most of high school, I was very happy with my romance novels and "required" literature reading.
Then one day at Books-A-Million during my junior year of high school, I came across this :
I still remember standing there in the bookstore reading the first two chapters. Buying it, then racing home and staying up until late into the night reading about Tanis and Sturm, Caramon and Raistlin. It was love from first sight, and the Dragonlance Chronicles became some of my favorite reads as I left high school and went to college.
I’ve read a lot of good fantasy, and more than a little great fantasy, in the years since. But these 4 series have been some of my most passionate book loves for many years now. Even today I can reread them and be amazed by the stories these authors could weave, the worlds they could bring to vibrant, captivating life
Every book we love should leave a bit of itself behind after you close the cover. So it isn’t surprising that I’ve written my first fantasy. And if you’ve read my previous Samhain release, you won’t be shocked to find that my fantasy world is a bit more sensual – ok, much much more sensual – than the worlds of the authors I read as a preteen and teen.
Do you still reread the books that you loved when all books were new to you? And how did they shape the books you love today?