I’m not going to pretend that I didn’t steal this post idea from Sometimes Sweet, but it seemed so obvious when I saw hers.
It’s cold outside (oh, so cold!) and dark by four o’clock; it’s the perfect time of year to curl up under a blanket with a good book. I thought I would share ten of my favourites with you:
In no particular order, we have:
The Child Garden by Geoff Ryman. Look how battered that spine is! I’ve loaned this to so many of my friends (and panicked until I got it back). All about the importance of music and beauty and love.
Going Out by Scarlett Thomas. This is my favourite author, and while her later books are more intricate and intriguing this deceptively simple tale was the first I read and so is the dearest to me.
Sunnyside by Glen David Gold. I wasn’t sure about this when I bought it, but I loved it – rather bizarre and full of film history.
Out Stealing Horses by Per Petterson. Beautiful.
The Handmaid’s Tale by Margaret Atwood. A classic.
Woman on the Verge of a Nervous Breakdown by Lorna Martin. Not because it’s well written – although it is – but because it’s so honest. It could ring true for a lot of basically successful young women who occasionally feel a bit blue… but don’t want to make a big deal out of their crying fits, thanks.
What Was Lost by Catherine O’Flynn. One for those of us who used to be (or still are) record/book/video store slackers.
The Vanishing Act of Esme Lennox by Maggie O’Farrell. Combines vintage clothing, family secrets and Edinburgh – three of my favourite things.
Flicker by Theodore Roszak. I used to be a projectionist so I have a soft spot for any book which goes on about films and projectors!
Which are your favourite books? I’m always looking for recommendations of things to read!