What book did you savor, staying up late to read, yet hoping you wouldn't reach the end?

[DreamGypsy]

17. J.R.R Tolkien's Lord of the Rings Trilogy ...

...some time ago...50 years...

I was ~15 years old, living in my parent's house in Idaho Falls; my older brother and sister were away in college or beyond.

It took me several months to get through all three volumes. The season was late fall, October or November, as I was approaching the end of the series.

I was up late, probably 10 or 11pm, when I read the last page. My parents were asleep. I was alone in the living room (our Siamese cat may have been there, but I don't remember). I closed the final page of the third book and contemplated the magical journey I had just finished. After a few minutes, I got up and walked the few steps to the front door. As I looked out into the dark night (the street light was dark) there was sudden flash of lightening to the north...then another brighter than the first...then another...

...I imagined the bright flashes of light, were the result of Gollum and the Ring, falling into the fire.

I wondered what Dark Lords I would face, and what Wizards I would meet, on the journey I would take with my ring of power...

...and I waited for that story to unfold.


It is a story which I am not yet ready to have reach the end.