I’ve written before about the fact that I’m absolutely terrified of making book recommendations. It’s a lot of responsibility, giving people whole worlds and other lives, and I’m not often up to it. Which made things very complicated when I had my bookshop, and that combined with the fact that (despite customers’ assumptions to the contrary) it’s not actually possible to have read every book in the shop, I resorted to a lot of Googling. It was easier to pass responsibility then.
However, a lovely friend of mine had the fantastic idea that we should give each other our favourite books for our birthdays. Which is an absolutely awesome thing to do, and I recommend it wholeheartedly, except for the fact that I don’t exactly have a favourite book. I don’t even really have a favourite author. I have favourites, plural, but narrowing it down to just one is a little terrifying. Especially when you’re going to hand the book over and say, this is my favourite book I’ve ever read.
Just what that book is says a lot about you, I think.
Not that I over-thought this or anything.
Anyhow. Knowing my friend as I do I narrowed it down to a favourite author (Neil Gaiman) and the book of his I thought she’d like the most (American Gods – you can watch my chat about it here). Which seemed like a pretty good compromise.
We share a lot of the same tastes in authors and books (although her reading sometimes runs more to the intellectual than mine), so this seemed like a good plan on all sides.
I’m not sure if she’s actually finished American Gods, or did but didn’t enjoy it that much – she hasn’t said.
I did finish John Irving’s A Prayer for Owen Meany, but, well – it wasn’t my thing.
Which just goes to show that book recommendations are very tricky beasts indeed.
How about you, lovely people? Are you comfortable giving book recommendations? What would you choose as your favourite book? And have you read A Prayer for Owen Meany? What are your thoughts on it? Let me know below!