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May. 6th, 2008
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To Green Angel Tower
May. 6th, 2008 05:25 pmI've begun reading the third book in the Memory, Sorrow, and Thorn trilogy. It's been 15 or so years since I read Tad Williams' fantasy masterpiece, so a lot of the story had been lost to me. That's one reason why I re-read some books: I forget the intricacies of the plot and want to revisit that world. I should be amazed at how much I'd forgotten about this story, but I'm not. Tad Williams has woven such a beautiful literary universe, there's no way that anyone could remember everything about it, especially after over a decade has passed since initial reading. I'm truly astounded and feel as though I'm enjoying the books more this time around than I did back in the early 90s.
If you like fantasy literature and are fond of Tolkien-like epics, I strongly recommend Memory, Sorrow, and Thorn. It starts out a little slowly, with Tad Williams giving a lot of description and food-dragging in regard to bringing on "the action," but that just adds the character Simon's described boredom and frustration at his place in the Hayholt and in the world Give the story a chance and trudge through it, don't give up. It's worth every word.
To Green Angel Tower is over 1000 pages long. When I pulled it out at work, a lot of folks were ga-ga over the obvious girth of the book. They were like "Are you gonna read that entire book? How long will it take? Do you even have a life? Are you insane? Are these books any good? Don't you read romance books?" And I could go on. But I won't. Because I'm not sadistic. Heh.
One thing that really astonished me was Tad Williams' Sithi. They have so much in common with the Tarmi, these books only added to my firm belief that we both are pulling from the same ancestral memories of an alien race that shared/shares the Earth with us Earthlings. There are too many of us humans who come up with tales, song, poetry, and art that reflects an almost cellular knowledge of these incredible beings. It's just all too coincidental for my taste. There's something more going on here. I hope that, someday, everything will be made clear to us all and that the origins of our collective memory will either return or be brought to light in a manner that will leave no doubt to anyone that these individuals did actually exist (or still exist).
If you like fantasy literature and are fond of Tolkien-like epics, I strongly recommend Memory, Sorrow, and Thorn. It starts out a little slowly, with Tad Williams giving a lot of description and food-dragging in regard to bringing on "the action," but that just adds the character Simon's described boredom and frustration at his place in the Hayholt and in the world Give the story a chance and trudge through it, don't give up. It's worth every word.
To Green Angel Tower is over 1000 pages long. When I pulled it out at work, a lot of folks were ga-ga over the obvious girth of the book. They were like "Are you gonna read that entire book? How long will it take? Do you even have a life? Are you insane? Are these books any good? Don't you read romance books?" And I could go on. But I won't. Because I'm not sadistic. Heh.
One thing that really astonished me was Tad Williams' Sithi. They have so much in common with the Tarmi, these books only added to my firm belief that we both are pulling from the same ancestral memories of an alien race that shared/shares the Earth with us Earthlings. There are too many of us humans who come up with tales, song, poetry, and art that reflects an almost cellular knowledge of these incredible beings. It's just all too coincidental for my taste. There's something more going on here. I hope that, someday, everything will be made clear to us all and that the origins of our collective memory will either return or be brought to light in a manner that will leave no doubt to anyone that these individuals did actually exist (or still exist).
