I am thankful for The Diamond Throne by the great David Eddings. Sparhawk, the main character in this book, was my first crush/love. Seriously. I loved him. I remember the first time I read this book. I was thirteen and my family had just moved. I didn't know anyone. I'm admitting it now, but I had no friends outside of the internet. My last best friend told me never to call her again because she had found a new best friend. I was depressed from leaving the city I had come to know. I missed the kids I had nanny-ed for on a regular basis. I was nervous about going back to school as my last experience with middle school left a lot to be desired (as in I was pulled out and home schooled because of bullying). We had just about unpacked everything and my dad took me into the playroom and picked up a beat-up paperback from one of his numerous bookshelves and handed me the book. He told me to read it, that it would cheer me up, that I would enjoy it. I took his word for it, desperate for some sort of escape from my sucker of a life.
I devoured the book and fell in love with a fictional character, haha.
The Diamond Throne is one of the only books (series, really, because it's the first in a trilogy which leads into a second trilogy) that I re-read constantly. I usually pick up this book when I'm feeling low, so if you see this book lying around my house, you can pretty accurately guess my mood.
I love this book. I love the characters. I love the interplay between the characters, how they grow, how they suck you into their world. The first time I read this book, I finished it in a day. It was summer, so I had nothing else really pressing going on. Other than moping like a moody teenager. This book saved me.
I am thankful for this book and for my dad's understanding. My mum once told me that I was scarily like my dad. I took it as a compliment.
So, click off the internet and go read this book. Believe me. It's worth the time spent off the interwebs and TV.