
I read “Lord of the Rings” twice at age 9. I imagine this must have had some kind of formative downstream consequence for my own cognitive grammar, conceptual vocabulary and integrated perception of those grander narratives and historical tides within which we all must necessarily learn to swim if we are to survive and thrive in this experience and life we all share. It makes me wonder if we really or ever in fact choose our narratives or if, indeed, our narratives choose us.