I first read these two sometime growing up. Don’t remember exactly when; but the images of Pern stuck with me for years. I picked up these two again (they’re by Anne McCaffrey, as if the author of the Pern books could be anyone else) because my oldest is interested in dragon books, and I remembered these, but not well enough to recommend them without at least a cursory re-reading. However, what started out as a cursory reading (so M would have something to read over Spring Break) ended up completely engulfing and devouring my time. After all these years, I still love these books. (Whatever did I do without them?) Menolly’s plight in Dragonsong still tugs at my heart, and I still find myself cheering for her by the end of Dragonsinger. I didn’t want the books to end. They did, though, and now it’s time to pass them on to another soul who will hopefully love the stories as much as I do.

So, because M saw it in the bookstore, we bought Dragondrums. I’d forgotten about that one, and I finally got around to re-reading it (halfway through I realized that it was familiar, and figured I’d read it before). It’s not as good as the other two, but it finishes up the story quite nicely. Actually, what struck me is how well these three books fit into the other Pern series we own: Dragonflight and Dragonquest. We used to have White Dragon, too, but I decided that wasn’t worth owning.