RIP John Christopher.
The Tripod trilogy had a big effect on me. One of my favorite series growing up. I remember riding in a car with a classmate and we were comparing books we were reading. I pimped The White Mountains and The City of Gold and Lead to him, and he suggested I read this book I'd never heard of called The Hobbit.
I read those! I remember liking them, though not much about them has stuck with me. I sometimes mix him up with John Wyndham, who wrote
Day of the Triffids.
(Tripods, Triffids: it's easy to confuse them, right? Now I wonder who would win in a fight...)
(Tripods, Triffids: it's easy to confuse them, right? Now I wonder who would win in a fight...)
Neither would defeat the Midwich Cuckoos.
Tripods are taller than triffids.
This is one of those times when an author dies, and I feel bad I never got around to thanking him for his work.
I loved the Tripods. Way more than the Triffids.
I was shocked to learn John Christopher was dead, mostly because I was shocked to learn he was still alive. I read him when I was quite young, and they felt old then. I had assumed he'd died sometime in the 70s at the latest.
I've just picked out, like, 20 books to take to Half-Price tomorrow. Some duplicates, some books I know I'll never read, some books I read for class and didn't actually like, some gifts from friends...it's making me twitchy to think about getting rid of them, but...they're just taking up space, really.
If it helps, P-C, think how much pleasure they might give to someone else.
Some of these might give pleasure to someone else. Some didn't give me much pleasure. But I hadn't actually thought about that part, so thanks.
My copy of the Soulless manga arrived today and I was quite taken with how much the cover looks like Jilli modelled for it. The dress looks like it was out of her armoire - a manga Jilli!