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by bellybabe » 04 Nov 2004, 09:35
I think I may have read about half of them, but most of them are just so depressing that I can't be bothered. I voted for Jane Eyre though because it really did affect me in a big way. Mind you, I was seven when I read it.
The Lord of the Rings has always been my desert island book, although i'm loathe to say that now that it's trendy to like it. I took it with me wherever I went, and it proved an enormous help to me through some very difficult times. I identified very strongly with it at one particular time in my life, when I had to travel and do something very difficult. I met great enemies and wonderful friends along the way, often felt overwhelmed like Merry, had some wonderful experiences and some terrible ones, and when it was done, I felt I never really came home again because I'd seen too much. The book was my companion through it, and their journey often paralleled my own, which was very comforting.
Gosh, I'm saying far more than I intended to.
Should have stuck with Moomintrolls!
Anyway, there ar elots of other books I could mention but I need to think more about it.
All I really need is love, but a little chocolate now and then doesn't hurt!
-Lucy Van Pelt (in Peanuts, by Charles M. Schulz)