My first Tolkien epic. As mentioned, it was the movies that gave me that nudge out the door. Actually, quite a forceful shove, which had me sprawled and eating dirt in the Shire, both feet firmly off the ground and gawking in Middle-earth!
Rather an undignified position to begin an infatuation that has just grown its deathgrip from strength tp strength over time. Admittedly, the kismet is apt for my pussyfooting meandering around the inevitability for so long.