We were introduced in 2001, when an English reading friend recommended her novel Angel to me, which I read in a single day. It immediately seemed like one of those books with which I'd always been familiar. And its author was secured on my Must Read Everything list. Inside my
I borrowed books in this series repeatedly as a girl. I knew exactly which shelves they were on. If that old library was still operational, I think I could find them in an instant. What I wasn't so sure of, was whether I would enjoy the stories as much as
Mary Norton's The Borrowers (1953) Illus. Beth and Joe Krush Harcourt Young Classics, 1998 Beyond the dark passages beneath the floor. Past the strong gates, barred with safety pins, that only Pod knows how to open. There: upstairs. There: the potential to be seen...by people. Arrietty has never known of
Michael Cunningham's A Home at the End of the World Picador (Farrar, Straus and Giroux), 1990 Michael Cunningham forced my introduction to Virginia Woolf because I desperately wanted to read The Hours and, so, Mrs. Dalloway had to come first. The Hours has been a favourite contemporary novel ever since,
