Jo-Jo at
Jo-Jo Loves to Read! tagged me for this meme. Visit Jo-Jo’s blog to read her answers to the
Bookshelf Meme.
The rules are:
- Tag 3-5 people, so the fun keeps going!
- Leave a comment at the original post at A Striped Armchair, so that Eva can collect everyone’s answers.
- If you leave a comment and link back to Eva as the meme’s creator, she will enter you in a book giveaway contest! She has a whole shelf devoted to giveaway books that you’ll be able to choose from, or a bookmooch point if you prefer.
- Remember that this is all about enjoying books as physical objects, so feel free to describe the exact book you’re talking about, down to that warping from being dropped in the bath water…
And now tell me about...The book that’s been on your shelves the longest:
I’m not sure that
A Bargain for Frances by
Russell Hoban is really the book that’s been on my shelves the longest, as I still own a few books that I’ve had since childhood, but it’s definitely my favourite of the bunch. So much so that I named my first cat after Frances’s sneaky friend Thelma! (Not that my Thelma is sneaky, just that she looked more like a Thelma than a Frances to me). Here’s a picture of my Thelma:
A book that reminds you of something specific in your life (a person, a place, a time, etc.):
My friend suncloud9 (who guest posted a
review on my blog) lent me her dog-chewed copy of
The Time Traveler’s Wife by
Audrey Niffenegger, a book I absolutely loved. (If you haven’t read it yet, get yourself a copy now!) For some reason, her dog occasionally chews on her books (just the corner in this case, so the book was still very readable.) I later came across a nearly brand-new copy at Value Village for only $3.99, which made me very happy. (I’d be very upset if either of my cats took to chewing my books!)
A book you acquired in some interesting way (gift, serendipity in a used bookstore, prize, etc.):
I probably shouldn’t admit this, but when I was in grade 8 I walked out of my high school library with a book I hadn’t checked out (in my defence it wasn’t premeditated—I did it without thinking) and I never returned it. This was obviously in the days before unchecked books would set off alarm bells if you tried to walk away with them! The book in question was
The Journals of Sylvia Plath, which I actually couldn’t get through at the time (I got stuck about halfway through). When I did finally read the book in its entirety several years later, it sparked a bit of an obsession with
Sylvia Plath. For a while, I collected nearly all the books I could find that were written about her (as well as those she’d written, obviously). I bought
The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath when the book was first published, but still haven’t gotten around to reading it!
A book that’s been with you to the most places:
In 1993, I travelled around Europe for nearly two months with a friend after we’d graduated from university and for some reason I only brought one book with me,
Changing Heaven by
Jane Urqhart. We were on a fairly tight budget (OK, a really tight budget), plus we didn’t want to carry too much, so I read this book extra slowly to make it last the entire trip. (I did eventually pick up another book in a second-hand bookshop in Dublin, but it wasn’t very good and I don’t even remember what it was called.) (
Note that the book pictured here has a different cover than the one I own, which I unfortunately couldn’t find on the Internet.)
The most recent addition to your shelves:The latest addition to my bookshelves is
Safe Haven: The Possibility of Sanctuary in an Unsafe World by Larry Gaudet, which was given to me by my friend Helen. Helen read a bit from this book at our last writer’s meeting and it sounds quite interesting.
A bonus book that you want to talk about but doesn’t fit into the other questions:
A few times now I’ve come across a book that I was really drawn to, even though I knew nothing about the author and had never heard of the book before—something about the book seemed to be calling me and I was sure I was going to love it. One such book was
Ancestors by
Robyn Davidson. I remember spotting it in a second-hand bookstore and knowing I had to take it home with me. I was right—I loved it. The shame of it now is that I can barely remember it, although I suppose the advantage is that it means I can enjoy it all over again!
Now it’s my turn to tag some folks (apologies if you’ve already been tagged):