Okay, so the title is a bit misleading, because this isn’t about The Hobbit. Well, it’s about a hobbit, but not The Hobbit. You get the gist.
Confession: I, Leah, self-proclaimed fantasy fan and avid reader, have never read Lord of the Rings.
I will pause here to allow time for your gasps of horror and shocked swooning.
We good? Okay. So, that confession aside, I’ve also come to the conclusion that it’s high time I fixed that. Not least because, later this year, I’ll be traveling to Oxford (!!!!) and generally basking in the academic and literary glow where John Ronald Reuel Tolkien once walked.
As I read, I’ll be availing you all of my thoughts, commentary, and general impressions. I plan to take it at a pace of about 100 pages a week, and I’ll be posting which chapters I’m reading next in my weekly update on Fridays, so if any of you want to follow along, I’d enjoy the fellowship.
…eh? Eh? Okay, even I’ll admit that was a little bad.
I’ll be starting out with chapters 1-4 (A Long-Expected Party through A Short Cut to Mushrooms), so if you’re ready, bust out your swords (and your bows and your axes), and join on my travels through Middle Earth. It’s sure to be an incredible journey!