About this time last year, I went down to the Sydney AusOne YouTube Gathering. I wanted something to read on the way home - something more substantial than a magazine or newspaper. My book reading habits had bottomed out in recent years, I didn't really read for pleasure as much any more. On a whim, I went into a Dymocks and saw a big orange wall covered in orange books, all marked at the very reasonable price of $10. I picked up The Picture of Dorian Gray, which I had never read nor knew exactly what it was about.
Somehow, over the past year, I've managed to build a little collection of them, all of which are still sitting on my bedside table, like trophies from a hunt that aren't mounted because mounting is hard and expensive and just not worth it when people don't really hunt books, at least not with guns or hunting dogs.
... maybe some do.
But I don't want a dead fox on my bedside table.
The books will suffice, thank you.
So far, I have...
The Picture of Dorian Gray - Oscar Wilde
The Big Sleep - Raymond Chandler
Tales Of The Unexpected - Roald Dahl
The Chimney Sweeper's Boy - Barbara Vine (Ruth Rendell)
A Clockwork Orange - Anthony Burgess
On The Road - Jack Kerouac
High Fidelity - Nick Hornby
Kingdom of Fear - Hunter S. Thompson
In Cold Blood - Truman Capote
The Adventures Of Sherlock Holmes - Sir Arthur Conan Doyle
A Confederacy Of Dunces - John Kennedy Toole
Farewell My Lovely - Raymond Chandler
And The Ass Saw The Angel - Nick Cave*
Picnic At Hanging Rock - Joan Lindsay*
Dracula - Bram Stoker*
Frankenstein - Mary Shelly*
and awaiting a copy of Fever Pitch - Nick Hornby* to come in the mail.
* have not actually started to read yet, there's an orderly queue to get into my brain.
How many do you have? What's your favourite?
Who are you? Where are you going? Hold me?