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This week at the carnival, we’re celebrating Father’s Day.
This makes me both sad and happy–sad because I lost my father thirteen years ago to cancer. He was a huge influence on me and my writing style, an avid reader whose passion for stories fired up my own need to tell them.
It wasn’t until I started writing full time that I realized Dad wanted to be a writer himself–he just never found the courage to put pen to paper. And so, every single book I write, though dedicated to others, is written from my heart for him.
So why happy then, after that sorrowful confession? Because I get to share with you some of my father’s favorite books, the ones that he shared with me when I was young. And while I know I’m not following the rules of this post precisely, it’s my way of offering tribute to my father, Gordon, and his love of books.
And who knows? You might stumble on an old favorite of your own…
My Dad’s picks:
The Lord of the Rings–he read these books to me when I was six years old. Not the best idea for a child with an overactive imagination. Nightmares? Yup. But J.R.R. Tolkien set the stage for my writing life so I’m grateful.
The Darkover Novels–written by Marion Zimmer Bradley, this series is a classic, mixing fantasy with science fiction.
The Prince Commands–the very first book written by Andre Norton, the queen of fantasy.
The Dragonriders of Pern–Dad and I both wanted our own dragons…
The Ship Who Sang–another classic, from Anne McCaffery. If you’ve never read it, you’re missing out…
The Belgariad and the Mallorean–written by master storyteller David Eddings, it was a battle in our house when the next book came out to see who got to read it first. Dad usually won. At least until I was old enough to buy my own copies…