Where in the %^$#@ am I?

[tipu]

Shamelessly plagiarizing the Who am I? thread, the rules be the same, hombre: describe a plaice from litterachure and laff as everyones strains they're codpieces tryin to guess where the hell you'se talkin about, and after someone blue in the gills fin'ly getzit, they get to start this fishy business all over again. Right? Ready? Se-



I've followed my master faithfully through many a mile. Under hills and over trees and across the water for his mission. But now... Master Samwise, I sez to myself, what kind of land is this? Always near dark. The caves (and uggh, that... that... spider thing!). The craggy hills we climb down. The pockmarked ground. And there is something... bad... at work here. Every step... getting harder... the... Eye... it... sees...

[magenta321]

I don't get it. Do you want the book, or where it takes place?

Reply soon so I have the monopoly on the answer

[erik_kosberg]

Middle-Earth, a place where the price of codpieces has been shockingly high as of late.


Boone got here first, then came the 100. 101 if you believe those Coyote rumors.

[erik_kosberg]

Okay, another hint. The air may be a bit on the thin side but at least you could do a 15-foot high jump if they ever held the Olympics here.

[sylvanb]

I can't answer this, but apparently neither can anyone else. However, rummaging around in my mental attic I come across the notion of...Heinlein. Am I warm? (Sounds like the Moon, but whose Moon?)

[erik_kosberg]

Not Heinlein, not the moon, but yes, this solar system.

The author has also written a book set in a cold place on Earth.

[Grouch]

You are on Red Mars by Kim Stanley Robinson!

(It was the "cold place" clue that did it for me)

By the way, I want extra points for this one since I don't even read SF!!


Here's mine:

Among my many residents, you'll meet Addy, Quentin and General Jason. I am 2,400 square miles big, the eastern half of me is pine hill country.

[erik_kosberg]

I wouldn’t mind being in Yoknapatawpha County right about now; the weather there is probably nicer than it is here.

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Gustav von Aschenbach came to this city for its climate. At first there was nothing to be concerned about but then the rumors started spreading even faster than the disease. By then, Gustav was too busy falling in love.

[Redlass]

Tis Venice you describe, good sir.

The land I speak of is far from there, a rugged, agricultural place where the inhabitants face a deadly struggle to survive. The early settlers were forced to genetically breed airborne creatures to help fight the dangers that hailed down upon them every few centuries.

[MrsNormanMaine[$]]

Ah, the fair planet of Pern.

I am a house of whom a second wife dreams and where a first wife died, but not in the boating accident that was given out. Alas, I no longer sit there, near the sea, under the care of the housekeeper.

MNM

[Grouch]

Welcome to Manderley, dear (known informally as "the second Mrs. de Winter).



Speaking of dwellings, I'm rusty, wooden and halfway down a bystreet in one of our New England towns. The street is Pyncheon Street and I've got an elm tree rooted in front of my door.

[pluckyduck]

You are the House of the Seven Gables and you are in Salem, Mass. (the duck answers another one in this forum! )


Okay, I live in a town that looks like any other seaside town. There are playgrounds, banks, parking meters and beautiful white beaches -- churches, a synagogue and two delicatessens. There are no unsolved crimes. The Chief of Police is apparently a brilliant man, but seems to get most of the answers to the crimes over dinner. That really Bugs me, because I am a real Meany. Where do I live?


Andrea

[CurtisEdmonds]

The beautiful town of Idaville, home of Encyclopedia Brown.

Let's see now...

"The air would smell salty, with maybe a fishy, sad, sweet smell of the tidelands to it, but fresh nevertheless. Beyond the downtown and the little houses, there would be the other houses along the bay, set back in the magnolias and the oaks. Then on down the row, behind its own live oaks and magnolias, would be the Stanton house, locked up, for Anne and Adam were in town now, and grown up and never went fishing with me anymore, and the old man was dead. Then, on down the row, where the open country began, would be the house of Judge Irwin. We wouldn't stop before we got there. But we would pay a visit on the judge."

[MrsNormanMaine[$]]

This sounds like a Pat Conroy novel but I can't place it....

MNM

[CurtisEdmonds]

I gotta level with y'all, it's Burden's Landing from All The King's Men.

Let's try something else...

"Well, it's been a quiet week here again in our small town where all the children are above average. The Sons of Knute are all out ice-fishing, and the Lutherans just finished choir practice."

[sampo24]

Lake Woebegone by Garrison Keillor.

I'd tell you where I was, but the first rule is that I can't talk about it. Looks like it's time send a telegram so I can make some more soap... (Just finished reading this book last night!)

sampo24

[Redlass]

Could you give us another hint?