Niece Meaghan tagged me in a Facebook challenge. Was tasked with listing 10 books that have stayed with me through the years. Here’s my list. Care to share some that’d be on your list?
Why I Wake Early – Mary Oliver (I say poetry counts)
Daddy Longlegs – Jean Webster
A Fine Balance – Rohinton Mistry
The Brothers Karamazov – Fyodor Dostoevsky
The Stone Diaries – Carol Shields
The Naked Now – Richard Rohr
Stuart Little – E.B. White
Surprised by Joy – C.S. Lewis
The View from Castle Rock – Alice Munro
I Shall Not Hate: A Gaza Doctor’s Journey on the Road to Peace and Human Dignity – Izzeldin Abuelaish
Finished Michael Connelly’s The Brass Verdict last night. Will start on a book by Harlan Coben this evening. These two are my current favorite crime fiction writers. Their lovable, self-deprecating protagonists keep me engaged, and their styles make storytelling seem effortless.
Picked up three fabulous books from a used bookstore in Ann Arbor last week: two by Carol Shields and one lovely book of poetry by Mary Oliver. These women will always be among my favorite writers. What Mary Oliver does with words is simply not of this world. Here’s one of my favorites: The Sun. When I read it, I think, “How did she know how I feel about the sun?”
She is magic.
And, books are a gift.
I hope books are resurrected 25 years from now, that people will realize how wonderful they are. Holding a book is not like cradling a Kindle. Books are better.
I hope it takes no more than 25 years to realize that.
I want to read only Candian authors right now. Here’s one reason that appeals to me. Simply put: The woman can write.
And now I’ll sit down with Lost and Found, A Memoir of Mothers, by Kate St. Vincent Vogl.