Kel, from Girl in the Glasses, was answering some questions on her post today and one of them was, "What book do you remember reading as a child that literally sparked your lifelong love of books?" That gave me reason to reflect upon my childhood and the books I read.
There was a book - no, make that a series of books - that sparked my love of books. That would be the Nancy Drew series. Seeing one of the covers transports me back in time; I can nearly smell the book and remember how I felt while reading one of the books. I always felt like I was right there with Nancy, trying to figure out her latest mystery. I remember reading two books in one day on more than one occasion. Not only did it spark my love for books, but, to this day, I'd love to be a detective.
But there were other books, too. I can't remember most of the names, but there was one that left a lasting impression - The Velvet Room. I went over to Amazon and typed the name in the search field. Up popped the cover of the book that I hadn't seen in over 40 years. Wow!, talk about memories. I loved this book. It was about a girl who escaped her world into a round room that was furnished with a round velvet sofa and draped in velvet. The only visual was the cover of the book and I could imagine myself in such a room. As a kid, I would often escape to somewhere private and even if it was only a dirt patch behind the garage, it was my velvet room.
I wish I could remember the names of some of the other books. I can remember story lines, but not names. I can remember characters, even their names, but not the names of the books. I wish I had written down all the books I read as a child. Never even thought about it back then.
How about you? Do you remember some of the books from your childhood? Was there one (or more) that sparked your love for books?