According to info I found here and here, "The Eyes of the World" was not Bell's best selling book, but was the only one that acheived the #1 slot on the Best Seller List of 1914. My copy is a well-loved First Edition that most likely saw its first owner on Christmas morning 1914. I wonder where it's been since then.
Sunday, March 30, 2014
I hear two things when people see them all for the first time. First, I receive a "Holy *insert multiple-exclamations here*." Next, I ALWAYS get the question, "Have you read them all?!" Put simply - no. I have read a lot of them but many of my volumes are old and pretty. And I like pretty things. So I buy them and then I get busy and they sit there as a decoration. But why not read them? They're beautiful and they smell of lives lived and memories made. They have words in them, people. Words. The magical epoxy that bonds us all.
I read an article a few weeks ago about a woman so deliciously ambitious, she read a book from every independant country in the world - all 196 of them - in one year. What an amazing idea! I was thrilled, overwhelmed and, frankly, envious when I heard of her undertaking.
So, here's the deal. I'm going to read them - all of 1900+ of them. It's going to take years and there are going to be times that I seriously regret making this commitment. And, just in case you're wondering, if I haven't read it in the last 10 years, I'm going to read it again. Posting the books in my library will be a exposing - like willingly showing guests my medicine cabinet. It's not all literature, folks, but it's words. Glorious, glorious words.