Some shrapnel glanced my shoulder recently, a Facebook tag I read, acknowledged (or at least clicked LIKE), made mental note to set aside till later, and then promptly forgot.
Or not. What do I know?
Point is, I was challenged to name my top ten favourite books….
Granted, there are plenty of things I do without thinking, but when someone requests a list of my top ten anything, and then tells me not to think? Well.
Talk about brain freeze.
I went about my day, then week, then weekend, without thinking. Hark and alas, several titles came to me unbidden, courtesy of my subconscious. Stop thinking, the ideas will come.
Curious, my list is almost exclusively made up of books I read when balancing the tightrope between preteen and teen. A time when I had read very few books, compared to now when I have read so many.
And now SIS BOOM BAH! in no particular order BA-DA-BUMP-CHING! is my list:
Summer Sisters (Judy Blume)
Are You There, God? It’s Me, Margaret (Judy Blume)
A Summer To Die (Lois Lowry)
The Lincoln Lawyer (Michael Connelly)The Ghost of Blackwood Hall (Carolyn Keene)
Old Bones The Wonder Horse (Mildred Mastin Pace)
The Haunting of Maddy Clare (Simone St. James)
Triptych (Karin Slaughter)
Pieces of My Sister’s Life (Elizabeth Joy Arnold)
Outlander (Diana Gabaldon)