I think one of the best ways to get to know someone is by their favorite things. So I thought in order to further introduce myself, I would tell you about my five favorite books. These five books have always been my favorites, and will most likely continue to be unless the greatest novel ever written falls out of the sky and hits me on the head someday (weirder things have happened).
So at number 1 we have...*drum roll please*
Matilda - Roald Dahl: This was my first "big girl book" that I ever read all by myself. I can remember bringing it home from the school library - all shiny and new with its bright yellow hardback cover and crisp pages - and staying up late into the night finishing it. It wouldn't be the last time I'd fine myself doing that with this book. This book came home with me so often the school should have just given it to me. I know own my very own copy and now that I'm talking about it, I think I'll read it tonight --- review coming soon ;)
Number 2 is not nearly as dear to me as number 1 but here goes:
The Notebook - Nicholas Sparks: Having read this way before the movie ever hit theaters, I was swept away with the romance of the story. My little teenage brain was sure that a handsome Noah would coming running out of the clouds to take me away and love me like no other. Well, I did find a lovely man who took me away -- but it doesn't really compare to my Noah (Love ya Honey :) ). But anyways, this story still touches me every time I read it, and I always manage to go through an entire box of tissues by the end
And at number 3 we have
Twilight - Stephenie Meyer: Who doesn't want a vampire with a rock hard body that sparkles in the sunlight? I think that explains it all.
The honor of number 4 goes to:
Just As Long As We're Together - Judy Blume: I'm a life long Judy Blume fan, even reading her stuff for the adult generation (not nearly as good as her stuff for younger readers). I can still remember they day this book came out - yellow cover (it must have been popular back then) with three girls in typical eighties fashions sitting around on a bed. I devoured it. And then read it again...and again...and again. At least now when I read it, I know who the heck Richard Gere is and why the main character found him so damn good looking.
And finally, the lovely number 5
Where the Sidewalk Ends - Shel Silverstein: From the first time I heard that Ickle me, Pickle me and Tickle me too went for a ride in a flying shoe I've been hooked. I still read these poems when I'm feeling blue and need a lift.
So there you have. My five favorites that I would take with me to a deserted island and would have no problems reading them over and over again.
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