Back in March of 2005, at the passing of science fiction mistress Andre Norton, I lamented the fact that there were so many acclaimed science fiction authors whose work I had not yet taken the opportunity to read. One of those authors, whose nonfiction work on writing I had previously read, was Orson Scott Card. I sought to remedy that oversight by going out that day and purchasing a few science fiction novels, including this beautiful copy of Ender’s Game, Scott’s most celebrated work.
I dove right in and was really enjoying the story. But as is the way of things, I ended up putting it aside and starting something else eventhough I was enjoying it. In my defense, during that period of my life I had the habit of having 4 or 5 or more books going at the same time. Over the past year I have really worked on lessening this amount and concentrating on whatever I am reading. Defense over.
The recent arrival of Chris’ uncalled for yet heartily appreciated Christmas gift, including an equally beautiful* copy of Speaker for the Dead, the sequel to Ender’s Game, prompted me to take up where I had left off. Amazingly enough I only had to back up a few pages and I then remembered everything that was going on with the story.
Thank you Chris!
