If I can't be a dragon-whisperer, can I at least befriend a talking dog?
J.R.R. Tolkien's son Christopher died this week. Fans of Middle-earth are mourning the loss, and no wonder. We owe him much. As his father's biggest fan, he knew what the rest of longed for: more. More history and stories of the world where hobbits live, and we got it. Without Christopher, The Silmarillion would never... Continue Reading →
Fans of Harry Potter and other fantasy stories often imagine what life would be like with magic, forgetting that in our modern world, there are plenty of miraculous inventions that seem magical in nature. I was reminded of this last week when I learned my aunt was dying. I wanted to write her a letter... Continue Reading →
