Goodbye Christopher Robin – Ann Thwaite

I read Goodbye Christopher Robin travelling across France on a TGV, with my son next to me giggling uncontrollably as he listened to The House at Pooh Corner on audiobook. He is of course “Christopher Robin” age, happily and innocently talking to his soft toys.

I was surprised by how long it took in this book for a wedge to be driven between author and son, and how devoted the author was, despite his mistakes in sharing that. I can clearly see where all this sharing is going, even without the clear hint from the title. But it is a love story of a marriage and then the bonds between a father and son. How these bonds are severed leads to a heartbreaking conclusion.



The Clothing of Books – Jhumpa Lahiri

This is a lovely little essay I borrowed in ebook format from the library. It examines how little influence most authors have on their book jackets, and yet how much what is on the book jacket influences reader perceptions.

The opening is not on books but on real clothing, and how we choose it to present who we are to the world. She then explores her experience as a normal author, and how covers change between translations.  One little gem was how Virginia Wolfe’s first edition covers were designed by her sister following conversation between them.

I love this look at this aspect of perception of books, and the irony as I was reading this as an eBook, chosen based on the library service’s tagging of it, so with the cover having such little impact on my reading experience!

Living with Books – Dominique Dupuich / Roland Beaufre

I am working on designs to turn our back bedroom into a little library, with cozy seating and lighting to read by (especially as it faces north). Until then I’m browsing photos of such rooms, and picking up books that suggest ideas. Somehow I suspect the two-story high room with ladders won’t quite work in our house, but the snug rooms with shelves built around sofas look like a fantastic idea.

Living With Books

There are a few odd ideas, like books behind cages, or decorative shelves that hold hardly any books, but there are still mountains of ideas that will feed into the eventual project.

The Library Book

These days when I go to the library its rarely alone. I’ve taken my full-of-beans son, and once he’s chosen his three books (I keep it to a number I can keep track of in the house whilst he’s still pre-reading age) he just wants to use the computer and get out. So I do less browsing than I once did and more grabbing books off stands that look vaguely interesting.

Its not terribly surprising that the local library has a few copies of this book written to make the case for public libraries and to fund-raise for them. My heart always sinks when I think about the impact austerity has had on this tremendous resource, which gives everyone access to more books they can ever read and free use of technology.

The Library Book touches on all of this. It runs from the value of libraries to individuals and communities, to fantasy authors imagining worlds within the library. A series of essays and short stories, its light and interesting, even if the trigger for its existence is somewhat depressing.

In a library… a book is only a starting point.

The Library At Night – Alberto Manguel

Like any most book lovers I have always wanted my own private library (which I was getting towards before having a baby). The Library At Night is basically an extended praise to all libraries through all of history, from the earliest libraries storing clay tablets through private collections and then a return to the civic libraries through the vision of leaders and philanthropists.

The Library At NightManguel starts by considering his own library, a rebuilt barn designed for this purpose in rural France. The drips about this library alone make this book worth reading, a room dedicated to browsing through his own books, knowing how his own books link together.

Then each chapter is an essay exploring an aspect of the nature of libraries, how they have been throughout history a repository for knowledge; a mark of community, or lack or it in times of war and civil disruption; and a reflection of their custodians, both as individuals and serving the wider community they are within.

Architecture and humanity’s desire to learn and keep a repository of learning throughout history are explored. By the end I felt that I was slacking by only reading paper, or even worse electronic, books, rather than reading them aloud or even writing them out longhand, as that clearly showed a declining respect for the books.

Manguel is also a strong believer in quoting from other works, and I’m tempted to “borrow” the prayer he has in turn borrowed from an ancient clay tablet for my own books:

“May Ishtar bless the reader who will not alter this tablet nor place it elsewhere in the library, and may She denounce in anger he who dares withdraw it from this building.”

Considering his love of quoting I was also amused by the inclusion of this argument in favour of quoting during the section describing The Library as Island, how each library stands alone as an individual collection of books:

“No quoting here!” The students were demanding original thought; they were forgetting that to quote is to continue a conversation from the past in order to give context to the present. To quote is to make use of the Library of Babel; to quote is to reflect on what has been said before, and unless we do that, we speak in a vacuum where no human voice can make a sound.

Manguel certainly continues that conversation well, and I intend to read many of the books I haven’t so far that he listed as a favourite.

Have you read any good books about books?