Classics

While this is not a literary world or series, I do think these books deserve a separate page of their own as they tend to get overlooked in the modern era.

As I have mentioned in the introduction, my Granny, my Mother’s Mother, had a bookcase which was full of books that my GrandFather had bought from second hand shops over the course of his life. All those books, I assume, would be classified as classics today, though some would be more recognisable as such, than others.

When I moved into my own house, my Mother offered me the bookcase, which she had inherited on my Gran’s death. Unfortunately, I had to decline due to the layout of the living room of my new house, which made it impossible to fit the bookcase in. As an alternative, my Mother gave me the option to take any books I liked from the bookcase, this I did after spending a few hours considering which ones I would like.

I ended up taking about ten, as far as I can remember. Most I took because I wanted to read them at some point, though there were a few which I thought might be valuable.

Unfortunately, I never got round to reading these books and ended up giving them to my older brother, who had by now taken my Gran’s bookcase, so that he could return them to their rightful place.

A number of those books I found on the Kindle site a few years later, listed as classics and all free, so I downloaded them and added them to my TBR, determined that I would read them.

I was a bit concerned that these books would not be as interesting as modern books, which was based purely on my conception that the writing style could difficult to adapt to, but except for “The White Whale” (Moby Dick), which was challenging both due to the style and language, all the other books were as enjoyable to read as any of the modern ones.