When I was in second grade, my mother handed me her old, well-worm hardback copy of Little Women, complete with illustrations. After I raced through it (pausing only to sob over Beth), she sent me up to the attic, otherwise forbidden territory, where there was a large brown carton full of books. Books from her childhood, books that were bought for her by a much-loved uncle at a second hand store, so they were a generation older than she was, books her mother’s cousins gave her and her sister. Classics and books I find no one else has ever heard of.
When I finished one, I was allowed to go up and get just one other. Like all kids, she had a lot of series books–Little Men and Jo’s Boys followed Little Women. There were the very first Bobbsey Twins books, all of Anne of Green Gables and Rebecca of Sunnybrook Farm. Mostly I just grabbed whatever was on top. The attic was dark and a little scary; I wanted to get my book and get back down the stairs to safety. It took months to empty that box, and most of the contents are still with me today.
I hope this blog will be a little bit like that old brown carton. A place that sparks discussions among readers. A place to find some oddities, some rarities, some well-worn classics, some new revelations. A place to come for the adventure of a book you’ve never read before.