The books I'm reading: I just finished Sarah Waters's
The Little Stranger at around midnight, and that book seriously gave me the creeps. I ended up sleeping in the living room with the TV on because going up to my messy bedroom felt too spooky for me.
I have Robert Charles Wilson's
Julian Commstock somewhere midway through, and for some reason I've been stuck there since the end of last year.
I haven't picked up the next book to read yet, though I've been eyeing AS Byatt's
The Children's Book and the latest two books of The Wheel of Time series (my brother actually has them in hardback!).
The books I'm writing: Uh. No writing going on for now, books or otherwise.
The book I love the most: Howl's Moving Castle by Diana Wynne Jones, quite possibly. It's hard to choose favourite books. Dorothy Dunnett's
The Game of Kings is another one I love.
The last book I received as a gift: Probably Diana Wynne Jones's
House of Many Ways, given by
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arianur years ago. I picked the book myself at the bookstore, and I'm pretty sure that's the only reason she actually dared to buy me that book. People generally don't gift me books unless I ask for a specific title, probably because they can't be sure whether I've read the book and have no idea whether I'd like it.
The last book I gave as a gift: Matilda by Roald Dahl, given ages ago, incidentally, to
arianur. Though if you count "books I bought for my siblings but not actually calling them gifts" it would be Conn Iggulden's
Wolf of the Plains, simply because my brother couldn't seem to find a copy of it on his own.
The nearest book: I'm sitting in the living room facing whole shelves of books, but there's one on the floor there, probably my brother couldn't be bothered to put it back on the shelf, silly boy. It's Hilary Mantel's
Wolf Hall, which is one absurdly long book about Thomas Cromwell.
The last book I bought myself: Lewis Carroll's
Through the Looking Glass. I wanted a copy for myself.
