Yesterday I did something that I have been planning on doing for a very long time, I commenced Operation Book Sort. I find some peculiar sort of satisfaction in tidying my books and the older they are, the better. Yellow pages? Excellent. Falling out of the spine? Oh, my heart aches for you. Once a precious gift for a stranger? How much mystery and history you hold!!
When I was a kid, I would read my books over and over and over again. Once was never enough. As an adult, I find that once is enough for most books, although I wonder what I am missing out on by not taking a second or third journey through the worlds in the words. Nothing that I have ever read as an adult has affected me the same way that those child read wonders did. Thankfully, most of these wonders act as little portals to the place where their time collided with mine and we shared adventures, grievances and dreams.
I recently mentioned a particular favourite of my childhood books, The Racketty-Packetty House. Thanks to one of my lovely readers, I now know that the author was the ever so captivating Frances Hodgson Burnett (of The Secret Garden and The Little Princess fame) and that the story itself was recently celebrating its 100th birthday! Birthdays are wonderful, this birthday called for a re-release of the book and now this happy little reader has a new copy coming. I cannot wait to visit the Racketty-Packetty (doll) House again, I have missed its run down family of misfits so!
I have dreamt of doing and being a lot of things in my life, but the earliest plan that I can remember was to become an author. I still enjoy writing, however I have always struggled with the discipline it takes to finish something that I have started. I have oh so many story plans that never make it past the first few chapters. In recent years, my efforts have been repeatedly thwarted by the chronic pain in my hands. I have decided that I shouldn’t let this stop me anymore. I have been working incredibly hard at pacing my day and managing my pain effectively and I feel that I am at the point where I can take on a few creative challenges, as long as I prepare myself to be flexible and not allow distractions or flares to completely halt my progress. I kind of feel that if I don’t then I shall end up a bitter old screwball.
Operation Book Sort has brought to my attention many literary gems that I had not seen or thought about for many years. I am considering a taking a reading trail down memory lane and to try and re-experience some of their magic so that I might feel inspired to weave my own stories. Just thinking about it is sparking off inspiration, so perhaps I shall just need to stare at the shelf for a while…
What were your childhood favourites? I think, above all else, I was most taken by The Chronicles Of Narnia. I am still looking for hidden worlds behind secret doors…
Love & Litspiration,