I first read The Hobbit at age 12.  I remember having it in my lap in my sixth grade classroom, sneaking peeks here and there while Mr. Miller wasn’t looking.  I couldn’t get through it fast enough.

There’s a lot of tension for whatever reason about the movie about to come out, as if it might suck (unlikely).  But if it isn’t amazing (unlikely), everyone (nerds) will be disappointed.  Spoiler alert: The movie is never as good as the book.  So I’m over it before it starts.  I’m in love with the book.  If there are pretty pictures to go with it, so be it.  I’ll consider it an addendum to my already awesome childhood memories of this book.

nothing can ruin this story for me, so stop trying, peter jackson.

My folks got me the Lord of the Rings trilogy the xmas of 1995, and I got maybe 50 pages in before I got bored.  Who was this Frodo character?  Where was Bilbo?  He was my homie, if he wasn’t in this one, I didn’t give a shit.  So I stopped reading.

I picked it back up a few years ago and zomg amazeballs.  Highly recommended, even for those who don’t consider themselves nerds or whatever, GET OVER IT, it’s a fantastic bunch of literature, and you’re missing out by not reading it.  Just download it onto your Kindle, and if anyone asks what you’re reading you can lie to save your ego and tell them it’s something all those normal people are reading, like 50 Shades of Obvious Porn, or Beautiful Creatures who Whine for 500 Pages.