In the long, long story in which we are characters, the turning of a new year is like the opening of a new chapter in the story of our lives.
Only a reader knows the thrill of excitement opening the cover and turning to the first page of an unread book brings. The book itself may be new or old, but it is new to us and we plunge in with a sense of adventure, new people to meet, new places to go, new ideas to occupy our minds. Each chapter is a link that keeps us holding on to the end; each ending renews our desire for yet another book. The ideas in those books nourish and sustain us, keep us alive.
Last week we posted the trail of books I explored in 2015. I look forward to another year of books ahead, but my list of books to read is short right now. As I read, authors will mention other authors and I will jot those names down for future investigation. The pursuits and questions raised in the books I read will prompt me to search for further books I might otherwise not have considered. Friends will mention books that they are enjoying and I will add those to my list. I find great security in the list growing longer as the year rolls by.
The world is full of books, teeming with them, and the books I read will be a constant source of energy whatever the coming year holds. Still, I want to read new books-- new to me, that is, knowing I will have experiences through those books I cannot imagine at the moment.
This brings me to my point: What books did you read last year that meant the most to you, delighted you, provoked or perplexed you, intrigued or impacted you? I would love to add some of those titles to my list for the coming year. Please share some of your top books with me, even if you think I've probably already read them. Maybe I have, but perhaps I will read them again. Books are like friends and the best ones are worth holding on to and revisiting. And it works the other way round as well. I have made new friends because of books and books have deepened many friendships I would never have known otherwise if not for our sharing our books with one another.
We never know what a new year will bring, but one thing is certain, discovering books and making new friends in them, through them, and because of them, is a pleasure I can't resist.
For the joy of reading,