Some of the comics strips are familiar from his social media handles but it is the story woven together, here, that draws you in. I lined this book up on my TBR as soon as I finished reading his first collection, The Shape of Ideas, a few weeks ago. In this light-hearted collection of one- and two-page comics, writer-artist Grant Snider explores bookishness in all its forms, along with the love of writing and reading.
It is no secret, as the pandemic and multiple zoom calls have proved, all bookshelves are open to judgement. We collect them, decorate with them, are inspired by them, and treat our books as sacred objects. But some of us surround ourselves with books. Call it heart-breaking episodes of lesson well learnt, but our home library, boasting of a physical collection numbering in the four figures is strictly for personal consumption.Īs people grow older, they shed their beloved books for new ones. Nor do I allow anyone the privilege to browse my shelves. Once they’ve entered my home, that is where they shall remain. I refuse to lend, sell, or discard any of my books. My reading tastes have evolved since, but one thing has remained. A couple of years ago, we moved our entire collection of fiction into a new set of shelves and I was delighted to flip the pages of those first storybooks. As I grew older, so did the number of books, as did the bookshelves in which they were stored.
Every day, I’d grab them from the low shelf of the white cabinet with its pull-out writing table (which had a tendency to fall open on my head) and read them with my mother. My earliest memory of reading books is from when I was a toddler and had a stack of large-format Hans Christian Andersen tales in thin paperbacks. Do you remember the first book you read and your first bookshelf where you stored it?
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