Over on her blog, Alison Cherry has a Senior superlatives: literary edition post, awarding some of the older books in her extensive collection superlatives in interesting categories. I like the idea so much I’m stealing it (the odd categories are my own):
The Book I Have Owned the Longest
This is probably a tie between The Lion, The Witch and The Wardrobe (1970 Collier Macmillian printing with the Roger Hane illustrated cover) and the book I’m actually going to mention, The Forgotten Door, by Alexander Key, but the latter is not as well known. I loved, loved, LOVED this book as a kid. It’s a portal fantasy, too, but holds up MUCH better than TLWW. I can’t remember a time before I read this book; it is as if I had always already read it.
The Book that Should Be On My Shelves but Isn’t
Griffin and Sabine: An Extraordinary Correspondence by Nick Bantock. This is really my sister’s book, but since we shared a room growing up and still have joint custody of a Pooh Christmas ornament, I think it belongs here. Somewhere in all our moves it got misplaced. This is a gorgeously illustrated, mysterious, pop-up epistolary novel for adults. Kind of like a multi-media book before there were multi-media books. Kinda.
The Book My Husband Most Often Tries to Claim as His Own and Steal
Crepusculario, Pablo Neruda‘s first book of poetry. I love the size (4 1/2 by 6 1/2) and feel of this slim volume issued the year I was born (originally published in 1923). My brother-in-law gave it to me the first time I went to Chile to visit my then-maybe-boyfriend, later-husband. I think my husband married me just to keep this book in the family.
Book with One of My All-time Favorite Female Heros
The Wizard Hunters, by Martha Wells. Tremaine is one of my favorite heroes of either gender. Trenchant, competent, has morbid sense of humor, knows how to pick a lock, fire a gun and kill a man, isn’t very interested in magic, gets to fly a dirigible before steampunk was a thing, doesn’t damsel, but is in no way perfect. Need I say more?