As you walk into my bedroom, on the floor to the left is a large basket. I have been trying to recall where I purchased it but my memory fails. Nevertheless it is my “Book Basket.” When I obtain a book that I have not yet read it goes into this receptacle.
I see it daily and as long as I cannot see the bottom of it, I am content. I get nervous if the pile of books diminishes to the point of baring the woven patterns of my basket. I like to have a choice of reading material for emergencies. A person never knows when they will need a good book to read.
And my mood differs – so I may be in the mood for one thing this week and an entirely different genre next week. I can only take so much inspiration and “serious” literature at a stretch. Then I want murder, mayhem, excitement, laughter – something to change my mood.
Let’s see what is in there today. It’s really full and that’s wonderful. I get books when my bridge club meets and we swap out reading material. I have a bunch from there. Well-worn paperbacks for the most part. Amazon.com and I are best friends. They send me invitations to buy and I usually do!! People give me books. I trade with several grandchildren. I glean from lots of sources.
On the right of the basket is a small pile of books I started and never finished. They will stay there a while longer and if I don’t feel inspired to pick them up again they will be moved out. The book 1491 is described as revealing “New Revelations of the Americas Before Columbus.” I got to page 56. The Friday Night Knitting Club is bookmarked at page 86. “Steel Magnolias set in Manhattan.” Okay. And Twenties Girl – page 178. A flapper ghost appears to a modern woman. There they lie. I just started reading Side by Side – a kidnapping story with two innocent victims who have only hours to live. Stopped at page 76 and got rid of it!
I think I’ll read someone I know – like Harlan Coben. I have his book Second Chance. I should enjoy that one. The untouched pile, including Coben, has 12 books. On top is the final book in the Philip R. Craig series about Martha’s Vineyard. I wrote a column about these books. I just can’t bring myself to read the last one, Vineyard Chill. Then it will be over and I hate to give up old friends.
An old Clive Cussler book – Atlantis Found – is another Dirk Pitt adventure. Then there is Louisiana Fever by D.J. Donaldson. It purports to be a forensic mystery comparable to those of Patricia Cornwell. One with a local connection is Carla Neggers’ Claim the Crown. “Desperate lies. Deadly secrets. Shattering Truths.”
The next in the pile takes us to the rugged country of Wyoming and a Game Warden’s adventures. Open Season by C.J. Box. Compares him to Gary Cooper. Don’t you love the hypes? Then there are those who really don’t need hype. Like the Harlan Coben book and another Jack Reacher story by Lee Child – Killing Floor.
I heard about one book in Sunday School and ordered it. It is called a “gentle plan to radically change your world.” Bob Briner’s Roaring Lambs. And another who needs no hype or introduction – James Patterson’s eighth entry in the Women’s Murder Club – The 8th Confession.
I haven’t read Maeve Binchy in a long time. Her stories are set in Ireland – this one in Dublin. She writes about ordinary people and their unremarkable lives that somehow appear noteworthy. This one carries the name of the catering company featured in the story – Scarlet Feather. Lastly there is Robin Cook with another medical thriller. These can be really unsettling. The one in my basket is Fatal Cure.
I feel content reviewing my basket this day in early December. I have a pretty good mix. Although there are several here I will likely never read, not even taking into consideration the four I have started and abandoned. Occasionally I don’t get past the first chapter of a book. There are just too many out there to waste time on something you are not really enjoying. I mustn’t forget to check the New York Times best seller list. Any suggestions?