A couple of months ago Emma at A Wordless Blogger tagged me for the Ten Influential Books Tag. I’ve recently decided not to do awards anymore, partly because I keep getting nominated for the same award over and over, partly because I am out of eleven facts to share about myself, partly because I never know who to nominate, but mostly because I forget about the things until I one day start clearing out no longer relevant bookmarks in my browser and discover there are a bunch of old award nominations I just never got around to.
Okay, books that have influenced me, then. That’s a tough one. Sure, there have been books that have influenced me, my way of thinking and my outlook on life, but most of them were non-fiction, many of them were academic texts, and I can’t remember them specifically – when I come across something significant which I want to add to my life, I absorb it and internalise it, I don’t make a note of where I found it (I also don’t highlight novels or write down quotes).
So I decided to decided to depart a little from the brief and share with you ten books that have stood out in my reading life thus far.
Of course, some books are treasures in and of themselves. Rare first editions, illuminated 8th century manuscripts, limited edition collected works, and the like can fetch thousands, in some cases even millions of dollars at auctions and on the black market.
The stories inside them are also treasures, but neither of those are what I meant when I said books are treasure chests.
As the majority of my devoted readers (as opposed to those who merely follow) are, like me, also rabid bibliophiles, I thought you’d enjoy this latest post by my fellow South African, 23thorns, titled, Bookshop.
This was a big day. My GRL is now on Kindle. The book cover is some how screwed (I have asked the publisher to look into it), but the content of the book and the ability to order is there. Go to my author site on Amazon and take a look. (You might even be tempted to download)
The day continued normally, but then went out of control when the dogs started barking at the UPS driver. He was standing on the porch at sundown with a thirty-two pound box pictured here.
Yeah I would say it was heavy and I did lift with care. I got out my trusty snap blade (you call that a knife?) and opened it to find inside my baby. I wanted to light the candles , but my wife would have killed me
And if that wasn’t enough, another box was on the porch (which…