... dude, you're making me happy about my Piers Anthony Years, which is a serious achievement-- I've read the complete works of Piers Anthony until 1997, at which point I suddenly realized I'd been had-- but it could have been worse. Because my father has the Gor books. I can remember seeing them about. I just never picked them up. I was too busy going through E.E. Smith.
Someday I need to write an essay on Piers Anthony's 'Tarot' series, and why it was a good reading experience and an aid to me in growing up without ever containing one single instance of quality. (Seriously, those are books in which the hero, under the influence of a sight-only glamour, has sex with a man under the impression that said man is female... and *doesn't notice any difference between anal and vaginal intercourse*... at which point I became convinced that Anthony's wife is a parthenogenetic alien and the man has never actually had sex.)
she hears the steeple bells ringing through the orchard all the way from town
Someday I need to write an essay on Piers Anthony's 'Tarot' series, and why it was a good reading experience and an aid to me in growing up without ever containing one single instance of quality. (Seriously, those are books in which the hero, under the influence of a sight-only glamour, has sex with a man under the impression that said man is female... and *doesn't notice any difference between anal and vaginal intercourse*... at which point I became convinced that Anthony's wife is a parthenogenetic alien and the man has never actually had sex.)