I am often asked why I don’t read ebooks more? Especially given my space issue with my large library. What can I say? I prefer paper. I want to hold the book in my hand and feel the pages as I turn them. I want to browse my shelves and pull books down to flip through old favorites and to search for my next adventure to read. Scanning electronic shelves is not the same. There’s no anticipation of seeing titles from across the room and remembering the moment I found it waiting in a book store for me.
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Today’s blog is a bit of a rant about my library—my personal library. Now, I am the first to admit I own a lot of books. Just over 7,000 at last count. But that does not make me weird or a hoarder. I simply refuse to believe that books can be hoarded. A library is a treasure of stories, worlds and knowledge, not a pile of rotting papers moldering in the corner. There’s a difference.
I run a small book club that actually reads the selected books. We are a tight group that loves books and sharing them, beyond our group reads. We have a page set up on Goodreads and talk about our lives, books and all things story in whatever form they exist. They are my tribe. The people who understand me. We may not always read the same books or genres, but we share a love of story and the feel of books in our hands. We are true readers.
It’s a new year and a new opportunity to write and read.
I have been adding to my to-read pile throughout the holidays and it is now so large I don’t know where to begin. There are more than 600 books on the so-called “short” list of what I want to read this year and that doesn’t account for new releases that will appeal to me. It is insane. There is no way I can hope to read a quarter of that, much less all of it.
It has been a busy season around here and I have been struggling to finish projects and get into the holiday spirit. Instead of baking gingerbread houses, I have been crunching deadlines and running errands like a crazy woman.
We finally got our tree up and decided that we needed to do something to find the spark that was eluding us. Hanging the stockings just wasn’t getting us there. So we did something that never fails: we turned to a book. Well, books. But not just any books–picture books.
As always, the books did not fail.
So if you are feeling more stress than spirit, here is one way to fix the problem–a list of our top 12 Christmas picture books that are sure to bring a smile to kids of all ages, even those who are just young at heart:
Santa Trap by Jonathan Emmett
This is a great story about a naughty boy who tries to exact his revenge on Santa for not caving to his demands for toys.
A Wish to Be a Christmas Tree by Colleen Monroe
A sweet story about a tree that has grown too tall to fulfill his goal of being a Christmas tree and how his fiends convince him that he is their present just as he is.
Auntie Claus by Elise Primavera
Where does Auntie Claus disappear to every year? Sophie decides to find out.
Snowmen at Christmas by Caralyn Buehner
Another snowman book that tells what these icy beings do to celebrate Christmas.
Olive the Other Reindeer by J. Otto Semibold
Olive mishears a popular Christmas carol and believes she must be a reindeer. This is what happens when she arrives at the North Pole.
Russell’s Christmas Magic by Rob Scotton
Russell decides to wait up for Santa and ends up saving Christmas.
The Polar Express by Chris Van Allsburg
There are few books that capture the spirit of Christmas as well as this one does. Who doesn’t want an invitation to ride the Polar Express to the North Pole to see Santa off on Christmas Eve?
Merry Christmas, Splat! by Rob Scotton
Poor Splat worries that he has not done enough to prove that he is nice enough for a good present from Santa and sets out to fix that.
A Charlie Brown Christmas by Charles M. Schulz
This is the classic animated story in book form.
Bear Stays Up for Christmas by Karma Wilson
Bear decides to wake from his hibernation long enough to celebrate with his friends.
How the Grinch Stole Christmas! by Dr. Seuss
What can I say about this classic? It’s the Grinch. Enough said.
And, finally, because how can you celebrate Christmas without the Christmas Eve classic: The Night Before Christmas by Clement C. Moore? You can’t.
If you want more grown up content, but still in the same vein, then you can’t go wrong with Letters from Father Christmas by JRR Tolkien or A Christmas Carol by Charles Dickens–the original Christmas story.
Happy Holidays, everyone! I will see you all in the New Year. This blog will be silent until then, so grab a good book and curl up by the fire. See you in 2016.
Reading is my hobby, my passion and my obsession. I am not afraid to admit that I collect (hoard) books and have more than 7,000 books in my house. They are in every room, in every corner. My husband fears for the structural integrity of our floors on higher levels. He is not wrong to do so. Books are heavy.
I cannot stop buying them. Each one offers such possibilities. Will they become a friend or a mentor? Will they disappoint, but teach me why that is? Will they linger on my shelves for years waiting for me to open them knowing I may never catch up with my stack of books to read.
My library is a source of pride, happiness and anticipation. It feeds me and sustains me. It gives me comfort.
I am an addict.
A book addict.
When I can’t read, I turn to audio books. I love to listen while I use the treadmill or go on long solo road trips. For those short jaunts about town, I turn to audio short stories.
The great news is that there are plenty of places to get audio files for free, here are some of my favorite:
As with every shelf in my library, my writing books overflow their designated space. Some of the books packed on the shelves I have read intently and others I have skimmed or use as reference. Others linger should I ever need them for anything.
Over the years, I have found I return to certain writing books more than others. Here is my short stack: