As a great book lover I’m often asked what my favorite book is; this question always leaves me stumped! I love all the books in my collection, how can I be expected to pick just one? Each book has their own unique qualities, plots, eloquent passages, and I love them all for one reason or another. When I attempt to figure out my favorite book using a logical approach, I find myself even more baffled.
On one hand I thought that One Hundred Years of Solitude by Gabriel Garcia Marquez had the perfect ending and it to be beautifully written and awe inspiring. However, I haven’t read One Hundred Years of Solitude over and over again like I did Suzanne Collins Hunger Games trilogy, which I’ve read at least five times since its publication. Does this mean One Hundred Years of Solitude is not really my favorite book? Has Hunger Games usurped its position? Then again I’ve read Pride & Prejudice over and over again, I can quote lines on the spot, and own multiple copies. Or perhaps its George R.R. Martin’s A Song of Ice and Fire series; I’ve read them multiple times, own multiple copies(one hardcover, one paperback), recommend it to people on a regular basis, and at one point drove three hours to meet the author and have my book signed. I think logic is failing me in this scenario.
Is it just me or did the concept of a favorite book suddenly become a little too convoluted? Do we really need to have that one favorite book? My mother always said that asking her what her favorite book is, is the equivalent of asking her who’s her favorite child. She loves each of them for their individual personalities and traits. If you, like me, are looking for more books to love make sure to come browse our shelves. Check out our book cards and don’t forget to sign up for Spilled Ink so you can receive wonderful prizes just for discovering another favorite book.