Due to the nature of my blog, my personal time constraints, and the unexpected blips like my last computer being rendered defunct like the Wicked Witch of the West (that is, thanks to H2O), I usually don’t participate in a lot of daily challenges that pop up around the web. Still, the #BookADay challenge really caught my attention. First of all, it’s about books. What more do I need? Plus, it’s a great chance to talk about books that have personally effected you, which, for a bibliophile, is just a magical experience. I’m going to take on this challenge, but not in the original sense. Instead, I’m going to spread it out over a few posts, tackling a few days in one go. I originally wanted to stick with the book a day thing on Twitter and just group them together on the blog, but my computer situation had different ideas. Here’s the first few categories, which will be a nice departure from me hitting the Kickstarter campaign trail.
Let’s start with the first six days:
June 1: Favorite Books from Childhood. The Monster at the End of this Book by Jon Stone. I have such vivid memories of tearing through this book eagerly and excitedly on practically every car trip in our big old van with the gasoline burn on the side of it. It was easily my favorite, despite the fact that I knew exactly how it ended. That never seemed to take the fun out of this cleverly interactive little book about Grover’s attempts to stop the reader from getting to the end of the book, where a scary monster awaits. I still get thrilled whenever I see this book anywhere, and I hope one day, I’ll send my own kids into peals of giggles and excitement reading it like I remembered experiencing myself.
June 2: Best Bargain. This was a real tough one, because I buy a lot of bargain books, and, believe you me, each one is a bargain and cherished, but I did manage to score a very, very cool 1960s publication of Herman Melville’s Typee: A Peep at Polynesian Life for free at a book cart in my local train station, so I’m going with that one.
June 3: One With a Blue Cover. You Suck: A Love Story by Christopher Moore. This was my first introduction to Moore (despite it being the second book in a series), and I was so blown away by it. His characters are spot-on and so realistic that you’re rather entranced by his ability to capture so many great voices so well. It’s also completely hilarious, though not as hilarious as Lamb.
June 4: Least Favorite Book by a Favorite Author. The Color of Magic by Terry Pratchett. Yes, yes, I know. This is the book that started the Discworld series and the Discworld series is the greatest thing in creation, but let’s be honest. When someone asks you, “Where should I start?” they never say at the beginning with this series. It’s always Guards! Guards! (which happens to be where I started), and that’s because the first book isn’t really that great. It’s cute, sure, but it’s also very evident that Pratchett hasn’t yet hit his voice yet. That happens somewhere around Witches Abroad, in my opinion. The fact that each Discworld book is better than the last should highlight how little Color shines.
June 5: Doesn’t Belong to Me. Jennifer Government by Max Berry. One of many, many, many books borrowed by me during a relationship, which thus ended before it was ever returned. I consider it collateral damage. Word of advice: never loan your bibliophile girlfriend your books unless you plan on playing for keeps, or else you may never see them again. Jennifer Government was an okay book; I chose it mostly because it was the most recent, and seemed symbolic since that was an okay relationship, too.
June 6: The One I Always Give as a Gift. The Tao of Pooh by Benjamin Hoff. “Tut-tut, looks like rain!” As someone who grew up absolutely loving Winnie-the-Pooh and all the charming stories of the Hundred-Acre Woods, as well as someone who grew to love Taoism and adopt is as a personal philosophy, this incredible book not only takes two wonderful things and puts them together, it does so in a way that is approachable and interesting. I like to share it with the people I care about, to help infuse a little bit of peaceful ease into their lives in a relatable way. It’s cute, it’s quirky, it’s enlightening, and it’s refreshing. A beautiful book, often given to beautiful people.
Sure, it’s the thirteenth (FRIDAY THE THIRTEENTH AND A FULL MOON NO LESS), so I’m a little behind, but I think that’s a good catch up, don’t you? I’d love to hear some of your own choices for these categories, especially if it inspires me to go out and get a new book. What do you think?