I’ve never read Grossman… and I still may not. There are a lot of books on my ‘to read’ list, after all, and I’m not feeling like moving him up to the top of the queue. But now, I want to go back and devour C.S. Lewis. The picture is the cover of the edition I read as a child. It was the only one available at the time and sometimes it was sold in a big, boxed set. Mother searched everywhere to find all the books for me – this being back in the days when the internet was something that only DARPA used. They’re still magical books to read and Grossman touches on something very true when he notes the great economy of language in The Lion, The Witch And The Wardrobe. Great economy, but economy that feels very luxurious. I’m always amazed when I go back and read about the delicious foods that Tumnus the Faun served to Lucy: I remember sardines on buttered toast, in particular. But when I go back, it’s not as long as I remember. I remember it being a great, neverending feast with richly described (and very English) delicacies, but it’s really only a paragraph or two. If you want to move beyond the Narnia books but are wary of his Christian apologetics, try A Grief Observed about his own grief following the death of his wife and about grief in general.