As a voracious reader, it drives me absolutely bonkers when someone asks me to choose my favorite book. My answer runs the gamut of “Oh, I couldn’t possibly choose.” to “Are you f***ing serious? Have you seen how many books I’ve read the last 12 months?!” Movies are a little easier – you can give a top three that you’d watch over and over again. Books, though? You spend time with books. You build relationships with them.
This is a terrible quality GIF, but it is legit what I think every time someone asks me to pick my favorite book. Also, if you have not seen the film Ever After with Drew Barrymore, it’s one of my Top Three Favorite Films of all time and I could watch it eternally.
If I had to pick a favorite book to save my life, I couldn’t. I mean, if you had a knife to my throat I’d probably blubber out the first novel that popped into my head because a question like that isn’t worth dying for… but I can’t truly pick one. I just can’t. Don’t ask me to do it. I won’t. I’ll get all sorts of annoyed.
My favorites shelf on Goodreads currently has 87 books on it. It’s a glorious mess. And that’s only about 5% of all the books I have on my Goodreads account in general. How could I possibly choose between Tess of the Road and Gone With the Wind? What about Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban vs. The Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy? They’re all excellent books.
I can’t choose. I can’t, and I won’t.
I just love books. Give them to me in any shape and size and I shall devour them ravenously.
This week’s Book Blogger Hop asks:
If you were stranded on a deserted island, which ONE book could you not live without?
Short answer: I’d sensibly probably have to live without all of them, because I’d need the book about surviving on a desert island to be the one I take with me. Bummer.