As if a two hour flight delay and the corn market weren't enough, today I finished a particularly depressing book.
J. R. R. did his usual stylish prose, but from the get-go, you begin to sense this story had no upside. The dominate themes that pervade the "Ring" saturate this edited story that predates Frodo et. al.
Except the positive ones.
Fate, duty, honor, sacrifice, and above all, High Doom motivate all the characters in a beautifully written saga of Turin Turambar, son of Hurin.
Still, for a while on the stationary plane, I drifted back to my freshman year at engineering school when I found "Frodo lives" carved into my desk, and I asked Mike next to me who Frodo was.
Good stories matter. Even the tragedies.