I don’t know what to call it. John Muir is awesome. So poetic, interested in all the things I’m interested in, inspires me to get out there and go hiking (as if I needed more motivation?) – yet, his work is… I don’t know what to call it… “heavy”… the opposite of light reading. I’m just slogging through it. I don’t know if I really like it, but it’s definitely beautifully quotable. It’s leaving me with so many mixed feelings.
I like the idea of tolken, but I think he’s actually a shitty writer. He should have left over 50% of his work in the editing room floor. So many extra details that just take away from the reading experience. I feel like he actually wanted to write a dnd module for his world rather than a novel. It reads like an encyclopedia.