#oldbooks: The World’s Best Fairy Tales

The World’s Best Fairy Tales, Reader’s Digest (1976)

I practically grew up with this book. I read it over, and over, and over, simply because the writing was so easy to absorb and imagine (and the stories were classics too). My mom got this copy for my brothers in 1976, when they were aged 3 and 2, respectively. I only came along in ’82.

This was an era where Reader’s Digest was a noble company (still is) that had a cult following all around the world. My parents would buy most books they sold (medical reference books, cook books, story books, encyclopedias etc.), because they’re always of good quality and content.

Reader’s Digest is still around, but we know people have since shifted their magazine interests elsewhere. Times have changed, though not necessarily for the better. I don’t know what are people reading nowadays (as in, similar context to Reader’s Digest, maybe Oprah magazine? What do I know), but what I do hope, is for Reader’s Digest to remain resilient, and keep adapting, evolving. Although I’m not on a monthly subscription, I still buy a copy every few months, whenever I happen to see it on display.

Here’s to Reader’s Digest. May you continue to prosper and grow.

#FriendsWithBooks: Top 10 For Men

You know, I’m pretty 100% sure Simon is messing with me because he decided to show me (and antagonize me with), this particular book. But his excuse was, I quote, “This one may not be clear so I took a pic of the cover”.

He’s not reading anything as of late so this’d do.

Few books caught my attention, namely:

  • The Adventures of Tintin (Oh, yes)
  • Save the Cat (Simon here, is a cat person)
  • Dealing with People You Can’t Stand (Now I am really offended.)

Thank you Simon! 

Bookstore Blues

I went to a bookstore today. I felt a rush of sadness as I stood in front of the bestsellers. No. Pretty much all of them. Not just bestsellers and new releases. Not just nonfiction. But all of them. I walked past cooking, gardening, comics, religion, everything. Everything just felt so sad to me.

The fact that I could no longer justify the need to purchase a physical book saddens me. Why so sad?

I have two Kindles and a Fire which I use for Audible. I haven’t bought a single paperback this year. Last year, too, if I’m not mistaken.

Someone recently said to me (and many other random someones),

You paid $14.99 for that? It’s not even a real book!

See, this is why we don’t have enough good reads going around. People complain all the time. It’s as if the book itself isn’t worth the dollar. It’s as if these people are putting the price to the paper, the entire physicality of a medium, literally.

My dad bought two books recently, The Sarawak Report and Billion Dollar Whale. He doesn’t own a Kindle. The iPad has officially replaced everything else in his life, including cable TV and his only daughter. Anyway, I’m waiting for him to finish before I swoop in and claim them as mine, forever. I’m actually looking forward to holding them in my hands. Weird, but true… though I’m certain I will attempt to touch the pages and highlight texts…

And oh. I left the bookstore with a portable magnetic dartboard…

That is all.