It's past midnight, but it's still the 17th in other time zones. :Dcrazedturkey
asked: Your favourite book
This question got me stumped. It's difficult to narrow it down to a single book! Last time someone asked me this question (I can't find it, perhaps it was in the comments in someone else's journal) I cheated and picked one book per genre. :D That's more feasible.
Also, there's the fact that my favourite book changed a lot over time. When I was in high school, I would have said 'The Name of the Rose' by Umberto Eco or 'The Leopard' by Giuseppe Tomasi di Lampedusa. Then I started reading in English, and for years my favourite novels were 'The Bean Trees' by Barbara Kingsolver and 'The Diaries of Jane Somers' by Doris Lessing.
introduced me to Canadian literature and for a good long while I oscillated between Margaret Atwood (specifically 'The Handmade Tale' and 'Alias Grace') and Michael Ondaatje (with 'The English Patient' first and 'Anil's Ghost' later) being my favourite authors.
More recently, Ali Smith has become one of my favourite authors ('Girl Meets Boy' is still the best of her books, imo) and the last book to make a really strong impression on me was 'Molly Fox's Birthday' by Deirdre Madden (my review
These are all wonderful books which I'd recommend to anyone. However, I haven't reread them more than twice. I don't feel the need to revisit them periodically. So does this mean they're really not my favourite, after all?
Because there are some books, which are admittedly not Serious or Proper Good Books, which, instead, I come back to on a regular basis. And they always give me some joy and/or comfort.
The Inspector Rebus series by Ian Rankin, the Dublin Murder Squad series by Tana French, the Harry Potter books, the Rivers of London books, Outlander by Diana Gabaldon, Golden Witchbreed by Mary Gentle. These are my comfort reads. And I love them to bits, even if they certainly are not literature material.
In this department, I think that what I can consider my favourite book, then, is 'All Creatures Great and Small' by James Herriot. I got a (translated) copy when I was 10, as a gift for my first Holy Communion. And I immediately fell in love with it. With the rural Yorkshire setting. The humour. The characters. The heart-warming, soothing nature of the stories. I slowly got all the other books by Herriot. And then, when my English got good enough, I also bought them all in the original (second-hand).
'All Creatures Great and Small' still remains my favourite. It's the book equivalent of your favourite hot beverage of choice on a winter's night.