Good morning all you restless spirits and bibliomancers, it’s another glorious Tuesday wherein I wax poetic about… wait for it… books!
Yes, yes, I know- surprises abound.
This weeks topic is… in the title, but really- it’s about books I’ve loved but still haven’t bought. This isn’t a common occurrence because I tend to just buy all the books I want and donate the ones I didn’t like, but there a a few from my days of wandering library shelves for hours that I still don’t own, or ones that I did own and cannot for the life of me keep in my possession.
Top Ten Tuesday is brought to you by That Artsy Reader Girl.
Sorcery & Cecelia: or The Enchanted Chocolate Pot: Kate and Cecelia are best friends about to enter the Social Season in turn of the century England; complications arise however, when a witch from the Royal College of Wizards attempts to poison Kate. Then there’s the mysterious stranger spying on Cecelia, and doing a rather poor job of it. Oh, and has anyone seen Oliver? Ever since he turned into a tree, he hasn’t been in touch with family or friends…
A collaboration between Patricia C. Wrede and Stevemer; Sorcery & Cecelia is light-hearted and fun. A YA story with great characters, I recommend this to anyone who likes a little magic thrown into their Regency Romance/Mystery.
Salamandastron: This is one of those books that I can’t for the life of me keep a copy in my possession. I have lost three of them over the years, and I find it incredibly upsetting. I don’t have that sort of track record with anything, though the Titan A.E. soundtrack is a close second, because I’ve lost that twice now. I love this book for three reasons; Thrugg, Dumble, and the heagly birds. Wild King MacPhearsome is my spirit dad. Laird Mactalon my spirit uncle. Don’t question me.
The Outlaws of Sherwood: I think I owned this book once, but then I moved and I can’t find it? This is my third favorite retelling of Robin Hood after the Kevin Reynolds and Mel Brooks movies. Robin’s all quiet and moody and we never really get his perspective, but we get everyone else’s and it feels more like a family then other versions I read. Plus the ladies aren’t restricted to being damsels in distress. I could do without the Cecil/Little Jon relationship, however. Mainly because I pictured Cecil being like… seventeen and Little Jon being closer to forty. Maybe I am wrong with their ages? Maybe I missed something in the narrative that hinted that they were closer then that? Maybe I didn’t?
Stardust: How do I not own this book? I have so many other Neil Gaiman books but not this one. Someone in my life actually bought me the movie and yet I still don’t own the book. That doesn’t even make sense.
The Last Unicorn: Another book that I don’t understand why I don’t own. I adore this story with the passion of a thousand blazing suns, and I do have a limited edition graphic novel retelling of it. But still, no book? I blame it on the myriad of shiny distractions being released every month; there’s just too many new books out there that I need to devour. I used to reread stories a lot, and I certainly wouldn’t mind doing that again here, it’s just that these years of having a constant income make me want to go out and spend it on new, shiny, distractions. Also, can I take a moment to point out this cover- which I didn’t see on the last TTT. It’s amazing! I adore the stylized renditions of the unicorn and the bull, and the colors are just amazing.
Jack of Kinrowan: I loved this story so much, and the reading of it is all wrapped up in layers of memory; Autumn, family, hot chocolate and happiness. It’s a gender-bent, urban fantasy, retelling of the Jack and the Beanstalk fable, with one of the coolest fight scenes I’ve read in a long time. I used to not like the cover art, but it’s sort of grown on me over the years, though I have to ask- what is up with those sleeves?
Dark Lord of Derkholm: Diana Wynne Jones is just the best. And the cover is so cool! Why can’t you get this cover anymore? This book is hilarious and intelligent, like all of Jones’s work. I love the characters and the story, and if it weren’t for Howl’s Moving Castle, this would be my favorite of her stories.
Ozma of Oz: This is my favorite Oz book for many reasons. One) Ozma. Two) A tree that produces fully packed lunch pails. Three) Bellina the Hen. Four) The Very Hungry Tiger’s commentary on eating babies. And Five) The Casually Crazy Princess of Langwidere, who has thirty heads and really doesn’t see a problem with acquiring Dorothy’s. Ever see “Return to Oz”? that 1985 horror-fest that has Dorothy escaping from an asylum? They borrowed a lot of elements from Ozma of Oz, including The Wheelers, which is what a lot of people remember from that movie. Do yourself a favor and go for the book, instead. Also Jon R. Neill’s illustrations never fail to delight; the ladies of Oz know how to dress.
Practical Magic: This book is so beautiful, so magical, that I cannot seem to keep it in my possession. I have owned it twice, I have lost it twice. Or maybe I let someone borrow it? Hey, if you’re reading this and I let you borrow this, can I have it back? Thanks. But honestly, I’ve read several Alice Hoffman titles and this is still the best. I want to like others more, just because this is the most popular and I feel like such a follower liking it best, but I do, so there it is.
Jurassic Park: Love this book, love this movie. 10 out of 10 dinosaurs would dinosaur again, am I right? Jurassic Park is exciting, full of fun pseudo-science and great characters, and the pacing is great. Absolutely one of Crichton’s best works, in my humble opinion.