November Eighth; What Book am I Thankful For?

As an avid reader, who is the daughter of an avid reader, I look at this item on the list and have to once again shake my head. My mother could read a book a day given the time and opportunity. It hasn’t happened often, but I have managed that feat a time or two. How does one, choose a single book from over the course of a lifetime?

As a youth, we were regular visitors to the local library. Over the course of one summer I read every book they offered on the aisles of my preferred subjects of the moment. No incentives needed. I managed to read so many of the books considered classics even the librarian of the time, would smile with each stack of books I was checking out.

Through out school years of course we read and wrote the dreaded book reports. As one who loves the written word, whether from others or my own, book reports were not my nightmare.

The one book that I read, that gave me those nightmares, was the Exorcist. I had borrowed it from a friend and managed to get it read in a few days. When my mother saw what I was reading, she told me not to come to her when I had nightmares. I had the dreams, but obeyed the request. I never knew a house could make so many noises when you’re home alone.

Romance. I know many do not take these genre seriously, but a well written book, even formulaic, is a good escape and good exercise for the brain.


 If on the right topic, I’m there. Nothing beats increasing one’s knowledge. To hold a better understanding of how something was created, how important people in history lived, how the regular people lived. How history was made. The steps from stuck on land to seafaring to walking on the moon. The discoveries of what rests and lives beneath the oceans or ice. A key to knowledge.


The great escape from reality and the worries of the world. To step from the mundane and into a fantasy land of mystery and adventure. To fall so deep into the reading that you cannot turn the page quickly enough and if you are interrupted in your reading, it takes a moment to readjust to reality.


Building a deck or repairing plumbing or the family car. Finding a better understanding of self, and health be it physical, mental or emotional. T gain an understanding of the work world and getting where you want to be. To read and learn how to deal with situations faced on a regular basis. To learn how, to follow each step and walk away knowing those written words, helped you to succeed.

But one book?

 Maybe the first one I self-published filled with inspirational poetry.

Or maybe the Young Adult novel I wrote, where a young warrior comes into his own.

Or maybe, its a guide book for the ages. One that is sold the most and in more homes than any other. The Bible.

How does one, choose one, when every books holds an importance. Every book holds something special. Every book, is a portal for the mind into a different time and space. Each book an exercise program for the mind. Choosing just one, is not possible.

Only a portion of the keys to betterment.

About rebecca s revels

A writer, a photographer, a cancer survivor. An adventurer of the mild kind, a lover of the simple pleasures such as long walks and chocolate. A Christian unashamed of my faith and a friend who is dependable and will encourage readily. Author of three self published books with more waiting to find their way to paper. An advocate of good things, a fighter against wrongs.
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