In the tale of Rapunzel, Rapunzel’s birth mother craves the salad leaves / rampion / garlic / greens growing in the garden next door. Nothing else will do for her, and she pines for this one thing…
I have a huge TBR pile. More books on my Kindle that I’ll be able to read in a lifetime. Plus a least four books that I urgently need to read and review right now.
[I’m talking novels when I say books. Reading picture books and early readers are no problem.]
I’ve read on one day for the last two weeks because I have a rapunzel book. I want to read a particular book (that I don’t own) and I just can’t get into anything else at all.
My current rapunzel book is The Rivers of London by Ben Aaronovitch.* It was published five years ago and I’ve managed to completely bypass it. It wasn’t until last year that I realised it was in a genre that I’d probably enjoy. And this year, I realised that the author wrote two Seventh Doctor stories that I’d enjoyed as a teenager (I have a soft spot for Sylvester McCoy stories – and Remembrance of the Daleks and Battlefield were ones that I actually remembered watching. Especially Battlefield. I was 14. I had a crush on one of the characters. Blush.)
There is no reason for me to need to read this particular book now, but it’s stuck in my head. I may not even like it. But it’s stuck in my head.
I have no reason to buy another book at the moment, I have more than enough to read, and re-read. I have a TBR list that will take me two years to get through. I don’t have £9 spare to spend on a paperback.
But, like Rapunzel’s mother, I will probably give in. This is not my first rapunzel book, nor will it be the last. Some turn out to be my favourite reads.
But in the meantime, I can’t concentrate on reading any other novels, because I pine for the rapunzel and nothing else will do…
Do you have rapunzel books? Please share yours. Were they what you expected, or a disappointment?