My First Review of the First Book I Ever Read

I’ve been struggling with the choice of what book to review first. I tried deciding by genre. Urban fantasy maybe? I LOVE The Dresden Files series (Jim Butcher). Or a space opera? I just finished A Rising Thunder (David Weber). The thought kept rattling around my empty skull, until a thought made its presence known. Since this is our first review, let’s make it about the first book we ever read. You may have noticed a plural or two there. Nothing to see here. This is not the multiple personality disorder you’re looking for. *waves Jedi arm thingy frantically*

I have read books before The Lord of the Rings. I even remember a few titles. Sandokan, The House of the Spirits, and that’s ALL I remember! And I only remember the titles at that. I do know there were some pirates in Sandokan. Maybe some jungle. Maybe a turban or three? And The House of the Spirits was about a... haunted house or something. I wasn’t paying attention. Ghostbusters anyone?(Whoyougonnacall!?)

So, even though I have read books before, they obviously left no impression whatsoever. The Lord of the Rings on the other hand, changed me. It gave me magic, wizards, elves, dwarves, quests, evil overlords. It’s important to me. It’s (dare I say?) precious. Jeje*.