|I like my bookcase messy.|
This is not an "on the nightstand" post. If a book is on the nightstand, it will definitely be read soon. If it's in the bookcase, twenty years might pass before I get around to reading it. For a while, I was making new year's resolutions to read at least one unread book from my collection. Here are a few of the things in my bookcase that I haven't read yet.
Cranford by Elizabeth Gaskell. The BBC movie version of Cranford is so damn good, that when I saw this in a used book store somewhere, I immediately bought it.
Remembrance of Things Past by Marcel Proust. Oh God! I have owned this enormity (two thick volumes) since 19-freaking-90. I started Swann's Way, on a vacation, but Proust is not the best choice for beach reading. Volumne II served for years as a prop for my bedroom window. It got to the point that the window didn't look right unless that fat volume of Proust was wedged under the sash. Then one day, after a violent rainstorm, my nephew, who lived with us at the time, handed me the soaking wet Volume II and said, "I hope this wasn't near and dear to your heart" (he really used those exact words) and I almost sobbed. I was planning to read that!
Spirit of Place by Lawrence Durrell. Appropriately listed after Remembrance of Things Past, as I can't think of Durrell without referencing my sister-in-law's father's remark: "I read him the first time when he was Proust." Actually, I am fairly sure Spirit of Place is a travel book, and then Durrell's brother Gerald published a novel and impishly titled it Fillets of Plaice--which I have read.
The Newcomes by William Makepeace Thackeray. I bought it at one of those Green Valley book fairs back in 2001, or thereabouts. Nothing like a million-page Victorian novel, should you ever be consigned to a place with no libraries.
Henry Esmond, also by Thackeray. Bought around the same time as The Newcomes. I was on a Thackeray kick that year. Actually, I'm on a Thackeray kick every year.
Dangerous Ages by Rose Macaulay. I bought this impulsively at Daedalus Books in downtown Charlottesville. I had just finished Towers of Trebizond by the same author and knew I would love anything else she had written.
In Patagonia by Bruce Chatwin. A gift from a friend. I love travel literature, and this is one of the classics of that genre.
What's in your bookcase that you haven't read yet?