A while back, some helpful little elf sent me an e-mail telling me I'd made it onto a reading list. I took a quick peek at the link, thought "that's cool," then bookmarked it and wandered away to do other things. (I think it was a particularly heavy e-mail day.)
But today I went back and looked at it, and realized that it wasn't just some list. In a lot of ways, it's THE list. That's right. It's superlative.
The list is put out by "The Reading List Council" which "seeks to highlight outstanding genre fiction that merits special attention by general adult readers and the librarians who work with them."
From what I hear, the Reading List Council is an elite branch of the American Library Association. In order to join their selection committee you have to be able to kill a man with paperback copy of Animal Farm book while wearing a blindfold, bend a spoon using only the power of your mind, then deal with ten obnoxious library patrons in a row while smiling and being polite the whole time.
Yeah. Like I said. These folks are badass. I hear Rupert Giles washed out with them and had to settle for joining some other council instead.
Anyway, it turns out that there's just one reading list every year, and only one book from each genre gets selected. Stuff like Historical Fiction, Horror, Mystery, and, of course, Fantasy.
And I'm their fantasy pick for 2008. You can see the list HERE.
I thought this was plenty cool all by itself, until I scrolled down the page and saw some of the other fantasy titles that had been nominated. I recognized every name on the list: Jim Butcher,
Jacqueline Carey, Guy Gavriel Kay, Terry Pratchett. Rowling. Tolkien.
That's right. Folks like Rowling and Tolkien tied for second place.
And who's number one?
posted by Pat at 2:22 PM