Bookshelves say a lot about people. A collection of 30 odd books from the same author may equal obsessive behaviour; the first in a few different series’ are the signs of an explorer; a host of classics denote an old soul and a slew of murder mysteries, a budding detective. Personally, I love to collect books. Borrowing is a cost effective method but ownership allows the journey to be undertaken again and again. Which I do. Going back to a page or a chapter that was just brilliant for its content, style or prose is a hobby. Below is a (constantly growing) list of books that have become firm favourites.
The Princess Bride – for its tongue in cheek dialogue and quirky characters
Great Expectations – because Pip is no great hero, but he stumbles through just fine
Misery – for creeping me out at 13 like no other book had before