"When Clive Staples Lewis was four years old, in 1902 or 1903, he quite sud- denly announced to his mother, father, and older brother that from that day forth he would no longer be known as Clive, but rather as “Jacksie.” The White Witch, Aslan, fauns and talking beasts, centaurs and epic battles between good and evil -- all these have become a part of our collective imagination through the classic... Continue Reading →
Reflections From My Bookshelves 