However, I can't claim to have read all his books, though I hope to find the time and motivation to do so at some point. But I've heard mixed things about the ones that aren't the ones mentioned above, so we'll see.
Anyway, this past summer, I had a chance to visit Oxford, England. For those who don't know, Tolkien taught at Oxford, and it was there that he and his BFF, another author you may have heard of named C.S. Lewis, met and discussed their writings. They were part of a literary group called The Inklings, and they met at a pub--because where else would you hold a literary group's meetings. Alcohol can be a necessity at times.
The pub was called The Eagle and Child, but affectionately referred to as The Bird and the Baby. And this is me in front of said pub, attempting not to squeal like a fangirl.
My husband was happy to indulge my inner fangirl. After all, I might absorb some of the creativity and awesomeness of the writers who had met there in the past through some kind of osmosis. So we went in and had some drinks and dinner to soak in as much as possible.
|They should seriously just use this movie poster as a recruiting scheme for Oxford.|