Kage Baker did love to read.
She was a self-taught reader at the usual preternaturally early age, and voracious into the bargain. She coerced several of our younger siblings into taking out library cards for which they had no desire, but which she then took over. In her prime days of book banditry, she could take out 40 books at once every week.
As she got older, more of her time went into writing than reading. By the time she was a professional writer, reading for pleasure had become a rare personal indulgence. She mainly read for research (though she enjoyed that too) and spent any spare “free” time writing her own stuff. Though she’d re-read Treasure Island at regular intervals. And she read O’Brian’s entire Aubrey-Maturin saga no less than 4 times: it may have been her favourite of all time.
And Terry Pratchett! Kage dropped whatever she was doing to read each new Pratchett novel as it came out. That was not only a reader’s keen pleasure, she said it was almost a religious duty: one learned so much from one of Sir Terry’s books.
So, anyway, she was a book person. Being read to was one of her last delights, as it had been among her first.
I am therefore deciding she will not mind if I take the rest of today off to read. Patrick Rothfuss, that energetic and amazing young man, has finally brought out the second volume in his “Kingslayer Chronicles”. The first one was The Name of the Wind; this is The Wise Man’s Fear. And I have it! It’s huge, it’s engrossing, it’s much later than we all expected, and I am now going to go immerse myself in it like a hot bath.
I loved The Name of the Wind. I had the privilege of reviewing it in 2007: (http://www.greenmanreview.com/book/book_rothfuss_thenameofthewind.html), for the online review journal, Green Man Review (which you ought to sample anyway; good stuff is there). So this is going to be a major treat.
So I’m signing off. Everyone go read!