Total number of books?
I don’t know; one thing that’s indicative of my whole family’s love of books is that all our bookshelves (we have two walls of books and other, make-shift bookshelves in cupboards and on tables and beside the beds) need to go on a diet. The books are crammed from the bottom to the top, and stacked two-deep.
Last Book read?
The Omnivore’s Dilemma, by Michael Pollan.
Last Book Bought?
A Thousand Splendid Suns, by Khaled Hosseini
Five meaningful Books?
The Chronicles of Narnia, by C.S. Lewis. I loved these books twice; first, when I read them as a girl and imagined myself transported away through the power and beauty of the words, and again when I saw the same thing happening with my son Carter
Waiting for Birdy, by Catherine Newman. This book has been around for a while, but it’s new to me. It reminded me of the strength of the personal story. And too, Newman has been writing a weekly blog post since 2001! Whenever I feel overwhelmed by my deadlines, I think of her. She is my mama-writer hero!
The Dancing Girls of Lahore, by Louise Brown. This is a book I read a while ago, it was in the Barnes & Noble Discover Great New Writers program in 2005. It was the first in a line of books that helped me feel as if I were learning about the Middle East: others include The Bookseller of Kabul by Åsne Seierstad; Reading Lolita in Tehran by Azar Nafisi, and the books by Khaled Hosseini.
A Prayer for Owen Meany, by John Irving. I’ve always loved this novel, about family and faith and friendship and about a child who is different, but it took on a new poignancy for me after Avery’s diagnosis.
One Good Horse, by my husband Tom. When he was working on the book, our lives were so busy that I don’t think I ever really sat down and read it (I saw many drafts, and I think I even commented on some of them, but I don’t remember what I thought or said). I love his writing: it’s clear and honest and strong, just like he is.
And now to tag five others…