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... man.
RIP, Mr. Eddings. You were not the best writer in the world, nor the most influential or the most clever, but your books were a staple of my childhood--some of the first I remember reading, very possibly the first fantasy series (it was either the Elenium series or The Lord of the Rings) I ever read. Your books were easy and fun, sort of like the comfort food of fantasy, with all the trappings of the Very Bad vs the Very Good, where the deliberately annoying introduced-for-the-chapter characters got their comeuppance and everyone except the mastermind bad guys got happy endings.
I think the first thing I'm going to buy when I get my next paycheck are your books. I have copies, but they're at my parents' house, and they're so battered and torn-up that I'd be afraid of traveling with them, or moving with them again.
RIP, Mr. Eddings. You were not the best writer in the world, nor the most influential or the most clever, but your books were a staple of my childhood--some of the first I remember reading, very possibly the first fantasy series (it was either the Elenium series or The Lord of the Rings) I ever read. Your books were easy and fun, sort of like the comfort food of fantasy, with all the trappings of the Very Bad vs the Very Good, where the deliberately annoying introduced-for-the-chapter characters got their comeuppance and everyone except the mastermind bad guys got happy endings.
I think the first thing I'm going to buy when I get my next paycheck are your books. I have copies, but they're at my parents' house, and they're so battered and torn-up that I'd be afraid of traveling with them, or moving with them again.