November 5, 2005

To be a buyer, a chooser of books!

Fa-So-La-La

(virtual M&M's for the title!)

This is a happy day indeed. And why, you ask? Because today I signed my name inside the front of a new book! Dallas has been blessed by yet another sizeable Barnes & Noble, to which we made pilgrimage today. I thought the occasion just right for purchasing a book-- a good way to kick off my relationship with the new bookstore. So after evading helpful salespeople and wading through sloughs of chick lit, I found just the kind of book that a person such as myself would enjoy reading-- Villette, by Charlotte Bronte.

Jane Eyre is one of my favoritest of favorites, so I have long wanted to move further up and further in the realm of Bronte. After scrutinizing the available choices (Shirly and The Professer were the other two-- if any of the Beehive Faithful know anything about either of these, I would appreciate the information), I picked Villette because many people have said they love it, including George Elliot, and it is long. Every now and then I get in the mood for a really, reaaaaally long novel. Perhaps during one of these sprees I should muster the courage to start Middlemarch, speaking of George Elliot-- a daunting undertaking. But anyway, my copy (delightful words!) of Villette is plummy-purple, which I thought was a very Bronte-ish colour. It is the kind of paperback that feels cool and smooth in your hands, and it has a good illustration on the front, creamy paper, and a gracious, readable font. All these things are very, very important, you see. I am dying to buy the Betsy Tacey and Tib books, but I refuse, because I am head over heels in love with the old hardbacks at the library and after reading them that way, the cheaply-printed current edition is just fundamentally wrong. Why don't publishers just republish the old editions? They would sell like hotcakes. I know I'd buy 'em. But then they didn't ask my advise. They almost never do, unfortunately.

So I have been thinking about the joys of reading, living with, and purchasing books. Of all inventions I think they are the most miraculous. I can think of no other, except, perhaps, the wheel, that has done even half of what the book has done for the world..

Living with books is an amazing thing. They make the very air of a house different-- fertile and full. They do the same thing to the mind. My head is full of people I have never met, places I have never seen, thoughts I would never have thought on my own, things I will never experience, because many wise people over many ages wrote down the things closest to their hearts. They have taken the trouble to give me a part of them, and for that I shall ever be grateful.

Thank the Lord for people who will write beautifully and correctly what they know and feel of the world. God bless the writers!

14 comments:

Ludwig said...
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Ludwig said...

hey shieldmaidun, in your pic, is that what's left of the arm of the girl with the pizza cutter in tommy's blog?

beatrice said...
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beatrice said...

Gross, Andrew, just gross.
It's a squash, for goodness sake!

Mom2the5rs said...

I love books, too. Even though I read to my children in Year 1 and 2 of AO all day, I still feel a bit empty when I am not in the midst of my own good read. I feel so sad when I meet someone who does not like to read. It is a true handicap equal to being blind or deaf. I loved the way that you described the feel of the book and all it's pleasurable components. Happy reading, and remember, there's always more where that one came from!

Queen Shenaynay said...

Ummm, Ludwig and The Shieldmaiden, sorry to distract you, but... we were speaking here of, ummm, books.

Behave now, or I'll lock you two cats in a room with crooked squashes and pizza cutters and our infamous Rebels, and demand that you cooperatively produce a dazzling photo essay of the same before I will let you out.

(Wow, not a bad idea, actually. Except I'd want to shoot, too. Oh, well, so much for my attempts at harsh threats.)

Eugene said...

I adore "Jane Eyre"! It is also one of my favoritest favorites.

When asked the question, "What is the one thing you would save if your house was on fire?" I replied, "My book collection" without batting an eye.

Tim's Mom said...

Ah! A new Barnes and Noble! Lucky you! Have you started on your collection of Collector's Library pocket-sized classics yet?

Mary Gray said...

Amen and Amen! I've had my eye on Villette for a while now. Lend it to me when you're done, won't you? Speaking of books, I have entered the blogworld! **gasp** Oh wait, in case you have no idea who I am, I was formerly both katwoman and pippi. I love variety. I just read a WONDERFUL book called Ex Libris. I wouldn't recommend it to anyone under forteen, though. I know that Fa-So-La-La would love it. It's a brilliantly written thriller (in this case, I would prefer thrilling book) about, of all things, books!

Mary Gray said...

wait, my blog is, for those interested,

http://thewindcomes.blogspot.com/

beatrice said...

That would actually be a very interesting photo collection.
Hmm.....I'm getting ideas now...

Owl of the Desert said...

I love the way you describe books. Adding to my book collection has been one of my favorite things to do in my spare time here in Tuscaloosa. I think I have "Jane Eyre"...but I haven't had the chance to read it yet.
:-( My reading list seems to be never-ending.

Table of Stone said...

Ahhh books an escape from the real world. I love them....

Krakovianka said...

I'm late in reading and commenting, but I can't see where anyone identified the title quote, which comes from Mansfield Park--spoken by Fanny Price to her sister, Susan.

I like to re-read all my Jane Austen novels every year. :-)