Continuing with the non-food-post kick
Growing up in Japan, my sister and I watched very little television. Rugrats, Eureka’s Castle, Muppet Babies: Japanese cable did not air shows such as these. Therefore, Little Sister and I found other sources of entertainment. Lacking the distraction of a certain purple dinosaur, we became avid readers. Some favorites, over the years:
- Goodnight Moon
- Where the Wild Things Are
- Little Critter
- Baby-Sitters Club and Little Sister books (I read them all!)
- Goosebumps (Ditto.)
- Sally Lockhart trilogy
- Ella Enchanted
(Don’t worry, guys: my childhood wasn’t completely devoid of Sesame Street and Mr. Rogers! We got our telvision fix during summer vacations and trips to Grandma’s.)
The topic of today’s post: Books!
(Yesterday’s Twilight post got me thinking about them.)
What are your favorite books? Favorite authors? Favorite childhood books?
My favorite author is Thomas Hardy. The Mayor of Casterbridge, A Pair of Blue Eyes, Jude the Obscure: I’ve never met a Hardy book I didn’t devour. But Thomas Hardy is not the most uplifting author (understatement!). So, when I need a fix of happily-ever-after, I turn to Jane Austen.
- Les Miserables
- Jane Eyre
- Dr. Zhivago
- Basically anything by Austen or Hardy
- Harry Potter (thanks, Little Sister, for forcing me to read the first one)
- The Poisonwood Bible
- Gone with the Wind
(I like ridiculously-long books and books with sequels because once I get into a story and fall in love with the characters, it’s hard to say goodbye at the end!)