My bookish taste is a rather capricious and volatile thing - I tend to flit from contemporaries to thrillers to classics to poetry within the space of days. But I have been reading and acquiring so many beautiful books lately, it seems rather remiss not to share them with you.
A few favourites, from before and from after and from the spaces in between:
01 / OPEN ROAD SUMMER, Emery Lord. Finished reading this little wonder in Port Dickson - such a lovely complement to the crashing waves and wide-open sky. It has road trips and friendships and broken girls and beautiful boys and music, music, so much music. Highly recommended for best friends to read together, preferably over each other's shoulders - the better to point to passages and say this is us! This book was written for us!
02 / SHARP OBJECTS, Gillian Flynn. One of those books that worms its way into your soul and stays there, something living and breathing, something sharply, painfully, perversely real. This is not a comfortable book by any means, but it is one whose pages are stained in raw truth. It is about horror and humanity and hope and healing. It is about darkness and despair, but it is also about the things that come after. (Fair warning: not for the faint-hearted.)
03 / JOURNEY TO THE RIVER SEA, Eva Ibbotson. I have a friend who, as a child, fell head-over-heels with Eva Ibbotson's work, and this was her favourite book. I think she may have dragged me down with her - I'm rereading this story and I am so beautifully lost in the abstract forests, the meandering rivers, the crackling crickets. Ibbotson has taught me so much about the unique magic of words and the endless tapestries they weave. Also recommended, my personal favourite of Ibbotson's: The Dragonfly Pool.
04 / THE LITTLE PRINCE, Antoine de Sant-Exupéry. I've long been searching for an English version of this book - I've read the French version so many times that it must be imprinted inside me by now, but I think there is a different kind of enchantment to reading it in my native language. I stumbled upon a copy at a tiny, hole-in-the-wall bookshop yesterday and wasted no time in crossing it off my endless wishlist; I am so looking forward to sitting down with it and absorbing it once more.
05 / ANIMAL FARM, George Orwell. Another gem scored from said hole-in-the-wall shop, and one of those books I make so many references to that I think it is rather disgraceful I haven't read it yet. All books are equal, of course, but some books are more equal than others - and my newly acquired copy is truly lovely, not to mention small enough to slip into a purse and pull out in grocery store lines, at train stations, in all of those small crannies of life. I can't wait to dive in.
p.s. what books have you been reaching for lately, lovelies, and what do you think of them? let's chat in the comments. i am always open to adding more books to my to-read list. xx