I started doing this thing because I need to give myself assignments, essentially, if I want to keep up on the blog. I spend a lot of free time working on the novel, and I admit, playing Kingdom Hearts III (I’ve been waiting thirteen years for this game! Thirteen! I’m savoring it like the aged wine it is) and weeping over Sora and Riku. Anyway, blogging, I should do it more. I have read some books! And written a couple of reviews that I can’t convince myself I like enough to publish. But yes, mostly novel, Sora/Riku shipping, and also shoving my face into my cats face. He loves it.
So, Top Ten Tuesday will now be a thing- though sometimes it will be less than ten. Because despite having read over three hundred books (I feel like that’s so few!), it’s hard to find ten consistently. I really had to stretch with this one, but felt my inaugural top ten post should absolutely have ten items on it. I have gotten it from That Artsy Reading Girl, by way of Aquapages. *waves*
I just realized I haven’t added Babysitters Club or The Boxcar Children to my Goodreads “Read” list.
Now, without further ado!
Top Ten Tuesday: What fictional places would you most like to visit?
From Raymond E. Feist’s Riftwar Saga- The City Forever, found in A Darkness at Sethanon: A city that exists in the grey space between realities; the fountains send out drops of liquid silver that crystallize midair before shattering and returning to their liquid form. The boulevards glow in rainbow hues and the colors dance and shift, and the tiles sing when you pass over them. Arches a thousand feet tall stand tall over the boulevards, and rain flower petals upon you as you pass below them. No one knows who built it, or if it simply sprang into existence when the universe was born. It never changes, for it exists outside time, and some believe it will continue to exist when time ceases. It holds the Star Towers seven pillars of darkness with flecks of light within that reveal themselves to be stars, planets, galaxies. No one knows if they are art, a tool, or if reality exists within them.
From Lynn Flewelling’s Nightrunner Series- Rhiminee capital of Skala: I’ll admit, my reasons for going here are mostly shallow. But that pleasure district though! Called The Street of Light, little glowing orbs indicate what sort of time you’re going to be having in each house. Like men? Like woman? Like both? Like everything? There’s a place for you- probably multiple ones, and they are nice. High-end pleasure houses full of employees who are happy and healthy and not forced into employment. Fiction it might be, but it’s a fiction I would love to visit. There’s also a school of magic here called The Oreska that is home to many of the wizards of the country of Skala. Its gardens are kept in perpetual summer, which is great. But that pleasure district, though…
From the Redwall Series by Brian Jacques, Redwall and Mossflower Wood: On the complete opposite spectrum of things from The Street of Lights we have Redwall Abbey. Life is simple there, centered on the cycle of seasons and the friendships and family you build. I would be an otter, because obviously, and I would spend my days wondering the abbey grounds and Mossflower Wood. There are few places I’ve read that bring to mind the majesty and idyllic beauty that Redwall does. Life there is peaceful and honest, where hard work and integrity are rewarded, and there’s always a place at the table for friends.
From Howl’s Moving Castle by Diana Wynne Jones, Howl’s Castle: A castle who’s front door opens to multiple locations, one of which is Howl’s actually moving castle. The other locations change throughout the book, from Wales to the village of Market Chipping to Porthaven- super useful. Great fireplace for making bacon on, and a narcissistic but fun wizard who probably could dye your hair any color you can think of. I self-identify as Sophie, so I am here for this.
From The Lord of the Rings Trilogy by J.R.R. Tolkein, Minis Tirith: Most people would say Lothlorian, Rivendell, or The Shire, but not me. Years go by, and I still think of the love that Boromir spoke with when he talked of Gondor, “…the white tower of Icthilion, glimmering like a spike of pearl and silver, its banners caught high in the morning breeze. Have you ever been called home by the clear ringing of its trumpets…” He is of course, speaking of Minis Tirith, the capital of Gondor after the fall of Osgiliath. Blame Peter Jackson and the spectacular city he and his team wrought, but no city calls to me like that one.
From Tempests and Slaughter by Tamora Pierce, Carthak City: Imagine an empire such as Rome at its height, but with a culture more African then Mediterranean, and you have Carthak. Temples, museums, aviaries, zoos, coliseum, universities, it’s all here, in one of the oldest Kingdoms in this continuity. I’d love to wander the edge of the river Zekoi, and shop in its markets. Not to mention watch whatever magic might be on display from the teachers and students of the Royal University.
From The Enchanted Forest Chronicles by Patricia C. Wrede, Morwen’s House: On a hill of blue catnip a grey cottage sits. Nine cats patrol its porch and gardens, and a sign hanging over the door reads “None of this nonsense, please!” Morwen is a witch living her best life, ignoring tradition for what makes her happy, and making the best apple cider in the kingdom. Not only do I want to live here, with its enchanted walls that fit any size visitors and its doors that lead to many different rooms, but I also want to be Morwen. Her garden is half magic, half practical, just like her life, and she is friends with the King of Dragons and the King and Queen of the Enchanted Forest. She is married to an incredibly intelligent magician. Did I mention nine cats? All of which she can speak with? Best. Life. Ever.
From Spindles End by Robin McKinely- The Unnamed Kingdom: I’ll admit, my desire to live here is based off two things. One is Robin McKinley’s descriptions- which paint a rich, detailed, living, beautiful world. I see movies when I read, rarely do I feel the warmth of the sun through the pages of a book, or smell a dusty road, but with this book, I do. My second reason is this, “… coming over the last hill before your village one day in early autumn and hearing the corn field singing madrigals.” I’ve always loved the idea, since I read this story years ago, and the idea of a mischievous, almost joyous, free-roaming magic has influenced my writing ever since.
From The Night Circus by Erin Morgenstern- The Night Circus: Few books have enchanted me more than this labyrinthine tale of magic and mystery. Protagonists Celia and Marco create a world apart within the confines of The Night Circus, where every evening promises breathless dreaming, where every pavilion holds enchantment. Everything is starshine and moonlight and cloudscapes, everything is magic, and I want everything in this book to be true.
From The Secret Garden by Frances Hodgson Burnett- Misselthwaite Manor: I’ve been obsessed with Misselthwaite Manor and its Gardens since I was a child. Dicken was my first literary crush. The 1993 movie is still, and always will be, one of my favorite movies. The enchantment, the beauty, the melancholy air of mystery that hangs over the abandoned gardens and locked wings of the manor. I always smile when I see a robin, and someday I’ll have my own bit of earth.
Whoo! Yeah! That was harder then I feel it should have been. But it done. And now- to posting, before I get cold feet.