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Rules: In a text post, list 10 books that have stayed with you in some way. Don’t take but a few minutes, and don’t think too hard - they don’t have to be the “right” or “great” works, just the ones that have touched you.Tag 10 friends, including me, so I’ll see your list.
1. The Wonderful Wizard of Oz, L. Frank Baum – The first book I remember reading by myself (I was 6/7) and THEN, I found out there were MORE. I ended up getting an Inter-library Loan from the main Carnegie Library in Pittsburgh before I turned 8. My mom had to sign for it and my grandmother paid the fee, but I got my hands on Ozma of Oz.
2. The Secret of the Old Clock, Carolyn Keene – Nancy Drew #1. I read my way through these for a solid year or two. I had the yellow hardback versions, but my grandmother still had my mom's original series, so I read all those, too. I know they're formulaic and trite, but 40 years ago, there really weren't many books with a competent female protagonist, let alone one who saved the day. See also: Trixie Belden.
3. The Adventures of Huckleberry Finn, Mark Twain – I read it too young, but it's a rollicking good adventure, and then I read it as an adult and really understood what he was writing about and it works on both levels.
4. Little Women, Louisa May Alcott – I read, I write, I am Jo. (And I'm in the minority of being okay with the Professor v. Laurie.)
5. Bury My Heart At Wounded Knee, Dee Brown – I was way too young for this, but it was on my parents' bookshelves and I had free reign. I still can't watch a Hollywood Western.
6. Jane Eyre, Charlotte Bronte – My love of gothic romances, let me show you it.
7. Bride of the MacHugh, Jan Cox Speas – I was into Highland clans and politics and romance waaaaaaay before Outlander.
8. Their Eyes Were Watching God, Zora Neale Hurston – This is not the first book you think of for a suburban, Southern county library book club, but bless the director, she not only got this on the list, but also booked a discussion leader who didn't at all back down from the genteel, polite, racist reactions to the book.
9. The Mists of Avalon -- Professional fan fic ftw.
10. Beloved, Toni Morrison – I was in such a book hangover from this that I could barely function for a week, and nobody I knew had read it. Oh, for the agonies that the internet actually solved.
I'm supposed to tag people but I have no idea if you've already done this or not, so if you haven't feel free to play along!
Rules: In a text post, list 10 books that have stayed with you in some way. Don’t take but a few minutes, and don’t think too hard - they don’t have to be the “right” or “great” works, just the ones that have touched you.
1. The Wonderful Wizard of Oz, L. Frank Baum – The first book I remember reading by myself (I was 6/7) and THEN, I found out there were MORE. I ended up getting an Inter-library Loan from the main Carnegie Library in Pittsburgh before I turned 8. My mom had to sign for it and my grandmother paid the fee, but I got my hands on Ozma of Oz.
2. The Secret of the Old Clock, Carolyn Keene – Nancy Drew #1. I read my way through these for a solid year or two. I had the yellow hardback versions, but my grandmother still had my mom's original series, so I read all those, too. I know they're formulaic and trite, but 40 years ago, there really weren't many books with a competent female protagonist, let alone one who saved the day. See also: Trixie Belden.
3. The Adventures of Huckleberry Finn, Mark Twain – I read it too young, but it's a rollicking good adventure, and then I read it as an adult and really understood what he was writing about and it works on both levels.
4. Little Women, Louisa May Alcott – I read, I write, I am Jo. (And I'm in the minority of being okay with the Professor v. Laurie.)
5. Bury My Heart At Wounded Knee, Dee Brown – I was way too young for this, but it was on my parents' bookshelves and I had free reign. I still can't watch a Hollywood Western.
6. Jane Eyre, Charlotte Bronte – My love of gothic romances, let me show you it.
7. Bride of the MacHugh, Jan Cox Speas – I was into Highland clans and politics and romance waaaaaaay before Outlander.
8. Their Eyes Were Watching God, Zora Neale Hurston – This is not the first book you think of for a suburban, Southern county library book club, but bless the director, she not only got this on the list, but also booked a discussion leader who didn't at all back down from the genteel, polite, racist reactions to the book.
9. The Mists of Avalon -- Professional fan fic ftw.
10. Beloved, Toni Morrison – I was in such a book hangover from this that I could barely function for a week, and nobody I knew had read it. Oh, for the agonies that the internet actually solved.
I'm supposed to tag people but I have no idea if you've already done this or not, so if you haven't feel free to play along!
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10. Same. This book was like a hammer to the gut.
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Beloved is just overwhelming, still. I was reading it when it was published & had no one to talk to it about, which left me so off-balance.
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I wonder if I'm the only female I know with distaste for Little Women
Huck. Oh, oh, OH! Huck! So much love and astonishment.
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You aren't alone with the lack of love for LW, but I still cry over Beth, even when it's one of the really awful movie adaptations.
There's a restaurant here named King + Duke & I was delighted to learn that it was for the characters in the book. (Even more delighted that I could add it to my rotation of places where I'm happy to spend money.)
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I don't think I was in high school when I read it over one summer, which was just one more nail in my weirdo coffin...
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"Christmas won't be Christmas without any presents!" I had to read that book a gazillion times before I was reconciled to the Professor instead of Laurie. But I like to think that acceptance was a sign of maturity, ie not needing a cute young thing to feel romantically satisfied. :)
My childhood reading habits consisted of finding a book I loved, reading it to the end, then turning right back to the first page and starting it again without pausing for a minute.
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And I loved me some Trixie Belden & her bobwhite whistle (there was that one time they were trapped on the roof during a flood & had called for help until their voices were gone and used the whistle to help rescuers find them. Very exciting!)