I recently came across this meme:
Lucky for me, I only have one child so I wouldn’t ever have to choose my favorite!
However, I could never choose a favorite book, or even a favorite author. How could that even be possible?! I’ve been reading since 1st grade, and I’ve loved innumerable books and authors. Each one is special. Each one speaks to a place I’ve been in my life. Tracing my favorite books and authors would be to trace my life.
When I was in 2nd grade I loved the Disney storybooks, loved them so much that I often volunteered to read them aloud to my class.
In 3rd grade it was the Little House on the Prairie books.
4th grade–The Chronicles of Narnia and Beverly Cleary.
During my middle school years, I was a disciple of Judy Blume and S.E. Hinton. I’m not sure I would have made it through those years without the boys from The Outsiders or Margaret (Are You There God? It’s Me, Margaret).
I can’t remember having a favorite book in college. I think I spent so much time reading books for class, that I didn’t have time to read for pleasure. I distinctly remember one semester reading 1000 pages a week for classes! Lots of books, none of them my favorites…sadly.
When my son was little, my absolute favorite books to read to him were The Adventures of Winnie the Pooh and The House on Pooh Corner. They quickly became my own favorites, and I still revisit them from time to time on my own.
Right now? Right now I’m reading Tolkien (or more accurately, obsessing over Tolkien) and re-reading all the books by one of my favorite historical fiction authors, Sharon Kay Penman. I love her books–they have engaging, believable characters, action, and historical accuracy (which I really appreciate).
I’m leaving out lots of books. I could go on for pages and pages. These are just some of the highlights, the ones that leaped into my head when I thought ‘favorite books’.
What about you? What are some of your favorite books or authors? Do you have just one favorite?