Chapter Two: Digory and his Uncle
Better Title: Lord of the Rings
It’s unfair to judge a book by only its first few chapter, but I’m not a fair man (just ask the trick-or-treaters who come to my house, some of whom are given Snickers, others a handful of old watch batteries). This is a good book. I like the writing style and the humor. And even if no real child would ever talk like Digory does in this chapter, the character is fun.
With Polly blasted into who-knows-where, Digory is left alone in the room with his wacky Uncle Andrew. There’s a lot of exposition in this chapter, as Andrew explains that he made the rings from magic powder given to him by his fairy godmother. It’s been a few days since I read it, so forgive me for not remembering every detail of the backstory. Also, forgive me for shouting at the stupid dumb stairs for being so stupid. It’s only because I stopped eating sugar that I am this grumpy towards stairs and gravity and wind and light and the noise of television and my stupid hair and the way in which some people pronounce “schedule” like their they goddamn queen of language!
I miss sugar. Continue reading
