I love books. I was thinking the other day about how different points of my childhood and history are highlighted by memories of reading.
Sharing a room as a little girl with my sister Maren, clutching the sheets in suspense at bedtime as my mom read The Lion, The Witch and the Wardrobe out loud to us.
Sitting in a big comfy chair, holding Little Women, which was one of the first big books I read on my own. My dad telling me he would take me to McDonalds if I finished it.
About 10 years old, reading the Lord of the Rings series, and dissolving into anguished tears at the part when somebody dies after a certain “You shall not pass” chapter.
Lazy summers as a young teenager, lying in the grass and absorbed by the vivid world of all of Lloyd Alexander’s books.
Then, several years later, the summer after graduating college, walking to my car after a shift at Starbucks and too absorbed by Memoirs of a Geisha to even drive home until I finished it. It was a victorious feeling to know that I would have time to read for fun again!
The last three books I’ve read were really excellent. You’ve probably heard of all of these, but if you haven’t read them yet I highly recommend all three.
Emma – by Jane Austen
I’ve mentioned before how I love Jane Austen. I pretty much keep all of her novels on a regular rotation, and I’ll probably keep reading her for the rest of my days.
I always forget how much I like this one. Emma herself is possibly a little less likeable than other Austen women, at least initially. She is a meddler and a matchmaker, but not as perceptive as she thinks, and it stresses me out! But when I actually start reading the novel, the world of this group of people pulls me in. I just enjoy living within it. This time around, I was especially struck by the character of her father, who is pitiful and hilarious.
Mockingjay – by Suzanne Collins
Probably enough has been said about the Hunger Games series by me and others. I’ll just say that I was surprised and actually somewhat satisfied about the way the series wrapped up. I had my suspicions about what was going to happen, and Suzanne Collins surprised me in a couple areas, which I always appreciate. This book was a little bloodier than I like, and I had a couple of violent dreams while reading it, so I finished it up quickly in order to get it done with. All in all a very interesting series.
Is Everyone Hanging Out Without Me? – by Mindy Kaling
I absolutely loved this book!! I laughed out loud so many times, which continually startled and annoyed Woody. (He hangs out with me sometimes when I read, but he doesn’t like sudden noises and has been particularly hostile since his new haircut. I think he’s cranky because he doesn’t like to be cold, which I totally understand.)
Anyway, this book was interesting because it was about her life as a writer for The Office (and the journey it took to get there), but she is also a really relatable and interesting person. I highly recommend!