After I read Lord of the Rings around the sixth grade, I wanted to get my hands on as many fantasy stories as possible. I read the Hobbit next (backwards order, I know). I read the Silmarillion around the same time, but I think it went way over my head at the time because I reread it years later and found I didn’t remember any of it! I devoured tales set in the Dragonlance and Forgotten Realms worlds. Again, I remember a few of them—but nowhere near all of them! Growing up, I always had a book in my hands.
Toward the end of my middle school years, someone asked me if I had read Terry Brooks. I had not, which led to a few dreadful minutes of being ridiculed about how I hadn’t heard of Terry Brooks. Well, I promptly went to the library and checked out Mr. Brooks. I was astonished I had missed the world of Shannara! I read several of the books right away. I remember liking the work, but I drifted away from Shannara as life pulled me in different directions (as it tends to do). The last book I read in the world of Shannara was a prequel entitled The First King of Shannara.
When I heard MTV was making a show set in the Shannara universe, I was thrilled. It had been so long since I read the books I thought I would have forgotten all of the details. I recorded the show (love the DVR) and watched it last night. As the show opened on an expansive shot sailing through the green lands and the soundtrack lifted, I was hooked. For some reason, the beginning reminded me of how I felt when I watched The Neverending Story as a child.
I was surprised how much of the story I remembered. Bits and pieces were falling into place as I watched the first episode, but it’s been so long since I read the books that I was able to also enjoy the show for the first time. I hope it continues.
Anyway, I’m always up for an adventure. I thoroughly enjoyed the first episode and I look forward to having something to fill my need for a trip to a fantasy world.
For now, I better get back to work. These books can’t type themselves.