I grew up reading. When I was a kid, I even was grounded for reading. I would stay up until all hours of the night with a flashlight reading my book and when my mom caught me she would take the book away. I would say, "Aren't you supposed to be encouraging your children to read?" But the truth is, I needed no encouragement. Growing up, I thought, "Wouldn't it be great to be paid to read?" So I became an editor. I majored in English with a minor in editing and have worked in various capacities with the written word since college.
To explain a little about why I chose this particular book, I think a line from the book itself says it best, "I don't know what to say about it, except that it moved me in a way one hopes to be moved each time [they] begin a book."
I don't want to give too much away, because it is really fun to see how the story plays out, but this book is about an old man who is a writer. He has no family, one friend, and feels invisible. It might sound like a depressing beginning, but in actuality, this man has affected lives he is not even aware of. The story is about how these lives revolve around each other and eventually intertwine.
I love this book because it really shows you in a wonderful way all different types of love. Love between friends, brother to sister, daughter to mother, and husband to wife; love of a belief; love of a skill; love of a mystery; and love unrequited. This book makes you think about the way you love people, question whether you are open to love, and just think differently about life in general. I felt happy when I finished it, and any book that makes me feel happy and lighter is a book I highly recommend.