Unfinished—thanks for your patience!
If you’re anything like me, you’re completely incapable of seeing a book and not wanting to find out what it is. This is a problem in places like coffee shops, when people are reading or studying and don’t want to be interrupted. I may or may not be guilty of sneaking peeks at other people’s books when they stand up to take a phone call or get a latte refill— thank goodness I haven’t been busted yet! Here’s a list of the books in my header, just in case you’re interested. While I didn’t love all of the books pictured, they all have great meaning to me.
- Is Everyone Hanging Out Without Me and Other Concerns – Mindy Kaling, who manages to find the perfect balance between Ivy League-educated hit television show producer and writer and shopaholic blogger extraordinaire.
- The Great Typo Hunt – Jeff Deck. This genius man goes across the country correcting typos in public places. Hello, grammar soulmate.
- Bird by Bird – Anne Lamott. One of the best books on writing ever.
- Alice’s Adventures in Wonderland, Lewis Carroll. Every girl should own this book, in addition to Little Women and The Secret Garden. And The Little Princess, although it’s one of the few movies that I liked more than the book (see also: Fight Club, October Sky)
- Rebecca – Daphne du Maurier. I read this book for the first time in sixth grade. I was too young to be reading it and understood very little, but I loved every word.
- What is the What – Dave Eggers novelized the life story of Valentino Deng, one of the original Lost Boys of Sudan. Deng is a Sudanese refugee and the book highlights his struggles in both Africa and in the United States.
- Winnie Ille Pu – Winnie the Pooh in Latin. My uncle gave me this when I was little, and I love it even though I don’t know very much Latin. Eeyore is my favourite. Who’s yours?
- Disgrace – Coetzee. This won the Booker Prize in 1999. I didn’t care for it, but a few people who I respect very much did. It’s also one of the very, very few books I own that I’ve only read once. I included it
because I needed an orange bookto remind me to try again. Another book I did not love: The Alchemist. Don’t get me started.
- Little Bee – Chris Cleave. Another one I need to try again. The cover is gorgeous though. Also this is my friend Haylee’s copy so at least now she knows its safe and sound.
- The Crucible. Love this. Love the Salem Witch Trials. Love Tituba and all those poor confused girls.
- Beautiful Things – Sonia Faleiro. I had to go all the way to India to buy this book, but it was worth it. The subtitle reads “inside the secret world of Bombay’s dance bars” and this review describes it better than I ever could.
- The Convert – Deborah Baker. I got to read this book before it was published as part of a book club I’m in, and it was later named a finalist for the 2011 National Book Award. The tagline: What drives a young woman raised in a postwar New York City suburb to convert to Islam, abandon her country and Jewish faith, and embrace a life of exile in Pakistan? Interesting, right?
- Bridge to Terabithia – Katherine Paterson. People say I had no childhood because I don’t know how to ride a bike and didn’t climb a tree until I was 22. I say you have no childhood if you didn’t read this. Also: Cricket in Times Square, From the Mixed Up Files of Mrs. Basil E. Frankweiler, Harriet the Spy.
- AnOther E.E. Cummings – I bought this in middle school and still read it. I’m pretty sure it’s the second book of poetry I purchased myself, after the collected works of Emily Dickinson.
- Hopscotch – Julio Cortazar. I bought this book because I read and fell in love with a quote of Cortazar’s. I no longer remember the quote, because they’re all fantastic.
- Love the One You’re With – Emily Giffin. I adore Emily and her books. They’re perfect for destressing. This one is partially set in Atlanta, too!
- Franny and Zooey – JD Salinger. I read this for the first time my senior year of high school when I was skipping class and I’ve loved it ever since. I’d like to think Salinger would be proud.
- Contes du jour et de la nuit (French edition) – Guy de Maupassant. First “real” literature I ever read in its entirety in French. Le Petit Prince doesn’t count.
- The Chronology of Water – Lidia Yuknavitch. Gorgeous, heartbreaking memoir.