A recent blog post from Seattle’s own University Bookstore got me reflecting on the books I am truly thankful for in recent memory.
For one, I am thankful to Mary at the main store for handing me Dorothy Whipple’s Someone at a Distance. The Persephone Books edition is so lovely to hold, that I keep picking it up at random even though I finished it weeks ago.
I am grateful for Stewart O’Nan’s slim, perfect Last Night at the Lobster, which just came out in paperback. I want to buy the world a copy of that book.
I am grateful for Arnold Lobel’s delightful Frog and Toad books. Reading them to my son, I am reminded of my own childhood enjoyment of them. My husband and I think they are so charming and hilarious, and appreciate that they are devoid of the schmalzy sermonizing some children’s literature panders. “Cookies” and “A Swim” had me in stitches.
Okay, and departing from giving thanks to solely books, I am thankful for Goodreads where I have connected with so many other readers and voyeuristically browsed so many virtual bookshelves.