It is Book Blogger Appreciation Week, thanks to the Estella Society, and we’re starting off with introductions. I thought on Day 1, I was supposed to pick my 5 favorite books and was slightly panicked because I couldn’t decide on 5 books. Then I reread the prompt and realized it said to pick 5 books that represent me. But that isn’t much easier. I simply can’t make up my mind.
Here’s me in a nutshell: Mother. Wife. Sister. Daughter. Friend. German. Resident Alien. Reader. Editor. Traveler. Listener. Hobby Historian, Hiker, and Baker. I wish I were more organized. I like to ask “what if”; my sense of humor leans towards sarcasm; and if I ever win the lottery, I will move to a place with few people and start my own charity.
I thought I would have an easier time picking books that were important to me at different times in my life. But even then, I can’t really make up my mind. I can’t decide whether I liked Michael Ende’s Neverending Story or Jostein Gaarder’s Sophie’s World better as a young teenager.
My parents were both ardent readers and introduced me to many wonderful books and authors. From my father, I got my appreciation of Isabel Allende, and from my mother, my books by Erich Maria Remarque. But I can’t pick one over the other.
In college, I discovered my interest in American history and literature with Mark Twain and Iris Chang.
After college, when I inherited my aunt’s books, I discovered my love for classic literature. In addition to Little Women and To the Lighthouse, I currently have Edith Wharton’s Custom of the Country and Alexandre Dumas’ The Count of Monte Christo next to my bed.
I like historical fiction and, lately, translated fiction. The last books I purchased were George Eliot’s Middlemarch, Eka Kurniawan’s Beauty Is a Wound, and Peter Buwalda’s Bonita Avenue.
The last books I purchased for my mom were Maggie O’Farrell’s The Hand That First Held Mine, Sofie Oksanen’s Purge, and Mary Costello’s Academy Street.
And I certainly never have a problem getting new books for my children. For Christmas, they got Astrid Lindgren’s Karlson on the Roof, Erich Kästner’s Dot and Anton, and Kathryn Lasky’s The Diary of Remember Patience Whipple.
I’m not sure if all of these books say anything in particular about me, other than that I am a book lover and decidedly undecided.