This is one very unusual book, but it was one of the best books I’ve ever read as a child and it was definitely the single greatest thing that inspired me to read more. And it’s probably the best book overall that I’ve ever owned.
It’s definitely seen better days, but this copy of the book has survied well considering it’s been through multiple owners. 366 Goodnight Stories by Golden Pleasure Books was first published in 1963. This copy from 1969 was the same one I had more than 25 years ago (when I was 4) and was the book that started it all.
It’s a smorgasbord of stories, little tales and poems for every day of the week, for every month and for every season. Every story and poem belongs a specific day of the year.
The types range from whimsical to the surreal, from classic to abstract and from the bizarre to amazing. Even if you get a piece that didn’t thrill you that day of the year, you’ll never be bored since there’s no rule to say you can’t skip ahead or behind.
The copy of the book I owned was practically destroyed by constant use (by yours truly) and storage abuse. I don’t remember who gave it to me, but it was moved from place to place and changed owners across generations before it came to me and it showed. So I had left it behind when I came to the U.S. as a little kid. It broke my heart too since it was my favorite book. I was elated to find it again being sold on Amazon last year and was pleasantly surprised to find that it too was a gift for someone.
Meg and Nick, if you happen to wonder whatever happened to your book, not to worry, it’s in good hands and will be well cared for. And no, you can’t have it back. ;)
This morning, I read another philosophical musing by Kelly that inspired me to post this; which, by the way, is highly recommended reading. Each of her entries would fit nicely in a (grown up) version of this book if it were printed today, that’s based less on fantasy and more on the unreality of our reality.