Now that I have finished my brother’s book I am going to start reading the other one he brought me, The Children of Húrin. There is a reason he brought it with him though. He said it is boring as hell. I love Tolkien. He was one of the first fantasy authors I ever read as a child, but when Christopher Tolkien released the Silmarillion after his father’s death, I never did make it through the book. It is boring, dry and reads like a boring, dry history text written to put people to sleep.
I will attempt to make it through this one. My tastes have matured since then, but if my brother didn’t like it I don’t hold out much hope for the book.