
|
|
I think I might have started this book, 'The Dragonbone Chair', around five times. I just couldn't finish it, no matter how hard I tried, and not because the book was horrible. It is just that I've never before and since read a book in which I absorbed the intended atmosphere to such a degree. Tad Williams produces such a mood of terror in this book, such a sense foreboding, that I kept getting too scared to read further. However, I kept coming back, because I'd never read such a well-crafted tale before. It was like a food or drink that I knew would cause problems for me, but I kept going back to eat it because it tasted so good. I shall be daring and try to explain why Mr. Williams is successful in making such an addictive treat.