Hello, hello! I have nothing to ramble about this week and I just can’t find the motivation to force something. Since my last post, I’ve prepared everything I need to start my agent hunt (query letter, a full synopsis, a partial synopsis, and one last round of quick edits). All I need to do to get ready for PitDark is write a couple of Twitter pitches and schedule the posts for Thursday (which I will be doing today). Otherwise, life is the same. Nothing exciting is going on, so I’m going to slack off on today’s post. A friend tagged me on Facebook to post the covers of ten books I love (one book a day with no explanation) to ward off the Covid-19 quarantine boredom with something positive. Or something like that. Anyway, I’ve already forgotten to post for two days, so I figured I’d just post them all here.
So, here are the covers of ten books I love in no particular order.
There you go. Ten books that I love for whatever reasons. I tried to include some I haven’t mentioned before, but a bunch of the ones you know about snuck in anyway. As usual, feel free to comment or post your own lists here or on my social media pages!
Howdy, howdy! First and foremost, I want to thank Lew Andrada one last time for his awesome post last week. If you haven’t read it, you should go do that after you read and comment on this one! As for this week, I’ve been thinking a lot about stuff I read as a teenager or in my early 20s. And there are a lot of books that I would love to read again for various reasons, but I’m afraid it’ll ruin the love I hold for them. Like, what if they’re actually really bad and I’m just in love with the notion of them? I’ve gotten a lot of encouragement from friends to go ahead and make 2020 (and probably 2021 because I’m a slow reader and would still have to read new books to review) the year(s) of book nostalgia and re-read all the things, but the fear is real. So, I thought I’d list the 35 books I want to read again and ask everyone for opinions on whether it’s a bad idea in general or which ones would best be left in the past, etc.
1. The Harry Potter series (7 books). I’ve only read the series all the way through once. Yeah, I’m a bad fan. Whatever. But I’ve been getting the itch to go through it all again. I’m not too worried about ruining this one, though. It’s the series I remember the best.
2. The Chronicles of Narnia (7 books). I blew through this series in my mid-teens and can only vaguely remember it, which is why I want to read it again. Granted, the memories are fond ones, but I still worry that maybe it wasn’t that good. It has a decent sized fan base, but I often dislike books everyone else seems to love. It’s worrisome.
3. The Anne of Green Gables series (9 books). Normally, I hate slice-of-life (not sure if that’s an actual genre, but it’s what I’ve always called things like this series) books. It makes me curious as to why I enjoyed this series as a teenager. It’s one of the few that I’m most afraid of ruining for myself.
4. His Dark Materials (3 books). This was a series I read in my early 20s. I remember a bit of it, but not enough to read the Book of Dust series or any of the stories connected to His Dark Materials. This is the usual predicament that forces me to re-read things.
5. The Hobbit and The Lord of the Rings trilogy (4 books). I’ve actually read these twice already, but I wouldn’t mind going back to them. Just because. There are some books that call to you. It happens.
6. The Girl Who Loved Tom Gordon and The Talisman (2 books). It’s not often that I feel the desire to re-read Stephen King stuff, but these are two I’m feeling drawn back to. Will they stand up against the test of time? I don’t know. Am I willing to risk it? Don’t know that either.
7. Neverwhere (1 book). So, I have a love/hate relationship with Gaiman. I absolutely love his work, but there’s always something I hate about his stories. Neverwhere started my love of his work. The problem is that I can’t remember hating anything about it. That worries me, because what if it’s truly horrible and I’ve blocked it out?
8. Ransom (1 book). This one I actually read back in 4th or 5th grade. I’ve never read anything else by Lois Duncan, but this one stuck with me. It’s the first book I read that had someone with a disability who played a major role. Granted, he wasn’t disabled like I am, but it was cool. I’m afraid that connection was the only actual good thing about the book.
9. The Wild Iris (1 book). I fully admit that I re-read poetry more than anything else. This is a collection I’ve been meaning to read again for years.
So, what are your thoughts on reading things more than once? Is it a worthwhile endeavor or would you stick with new books? Anything on this list that isn’t worth a second look? What’s on your list? Feel free to share your comments or thoughts here or on my social media pages!
Hello, hello! I haven’t been feeling 100% the last couple of days, so I thought I would make today’s post short and simple. We all have books or movies or songs or works of art or whatever that stick with us. You know the ones. Those things that we randomly think of even though we haven’t seen or thought of them in years. The things that pop up in our lives at the most unexpected of moments. They helped shape who we are today, for better or worse. That’s what I’m going to talk about today. Namely, the books or series that have stuck with me.
1. The Girl Who Loved Tom Gordon by Stephen King. It was the first book I remember reading that I didn’t actually have to read. Pretty much everything by King sticks with me, though.
2. The Harry Potter series by J.K. Rowling. I don’t think there’s anyone around my age who wasn’t at least exposed to Harry Potter. It’s one of those series that keeps surprising you, even after you’ve read it for the third time.
3. Angel Sanctuary by Kaori Yuki. I know it’s a manga (Japanese graphic novel) series, but it taught me so much growing up. I learned that, sometimes, the cruelest of demons comes packaged as an angel, and vice versa.
4. A Separate Peace by John Knowles. I honestly don’t even remember liking this book, but I find myself thinking about it quite often. It’s one of those books that I’m afraid to read again, in case it ruins the nostalgia.
5. The Seance by Joan Lowery Nixon. This is another of those books that I haven’t read since I was small (it was my first “pick your own book” book report in elementary school). It was my first foray into the whole spooky mystery thing.
6. Ransom by Lois Duncan. Again, this was something I read in elementary school. It was the first book I remember reading that had a disabled kid. He wasn’t in a wheelchair or anything, but he was different from everyone else and it was strange to see someone else deal with that kind of stuff.
7. Neverwhere by Neil Gaiman. I fell in love with Gaiman’s writing because of this book. It will always hold a special place in my heart, even if some of his other stuff was less than impressive.
8. Anne of Green Gables and most of the other Anne Shirley books by L.M. Montgomery. Yes, I went through a stage where reading about the everyday antics of Anne entertained me. I still think of her fondly every once in a while.
9. His Dark Materials trilogy by Philip Pullman. This is another series that forced me to ask questions. It makes me think. I come back to it a lot when I’m thinking of religion and all that.
10. The Hobbit by J.R.R. Tolkien. I don’t know of anyone who hasn’t been exposed to this title thanks to the movies, but that’s not how I know it. For me, it will always be that short, fun read that opened up the fantasy door.
What about you? What are some of the books that have stayed with you over the years? Feel free to list them here or on my social media accounts.