Having recently purchased some books, I decided I'd better have a sort out on my bedroom bookcase and take some to the charity shop. I find it really difficult getting rid of books. I love owning them, their smell, their artwork all invoke wonderful memories. However, I managed to sort these three from my bookcase that I thought I could bear to give away.
The Particular Sadness of Lemon Cake was a fascinating read mainly because of the author's concept of a young girl being able to taste feelings within food and how this affected her life. I totally recommend this as a good read and felt I should pass this on to someone else to read because I had enjoyed it but probably wouldn't wish to re-read later in life.
Unfortunately, the same cannot be said of The Jane Austen Book Club which I had picked up mainly because it had been recommended by Alice Sebold of The Lovely Bones which is a brilliant book. I am afraid I found the characters self-centred and boring and just couldn't get into it. So a bit of a bad book in my eyes and not one I wished to keep. Hopefully, someone will appreciate it more than I did.
And finally, the rather ugly looking "New Anthology" published in 1941 of Modern Verse. At least maybe it might find a spot in the Antiquarian shelf of the charity book shop I thought. But then I stopped to open it and suddenly all the wonderful poetry came flooding out of it and as I turned the pages my eyes filled with tears of sadness, my lips parted with a smile of knowing, my cheeks lifted in response to a smile sent by poets through time that resonated so much with me that I have to say it has gone back onto my bedroom bookshelf because I cannot bear to part with it. Its outside hides how much it has to offer within so I am reminded of that good old saying "Never judge a book by its cover"!