For grown ups my tastes are pretty varied, but there are a few authors whose names litter my bookshelves over and over – I own everything they’ve ever written to date, and am first in line to read anything new they have coming out (unless they are dead/not writing anymore. In which case their books are re-read often, with a twinge of sadness).
(Lots of Canadian authors…I’m not sure if that’s on purpose or not.)
- Margaret Atwood
- Michael Oondatje
- David Sedaris
- Alice Munro
- Leonard Cohen
- Jeffrey Eugenides
I don’t know that I have a favorite author for kids. The type of books we’re reading to Olive so far are more about the illustrations, than the stories. But a few off the top of my head that I have vivid memories of reading when I was a child, and can’t wait to start reading to little O are:
- Wind in the Willows
- The Little Prince
- Rudyard Kipling’s Just So stories
- Pippi Longstocking
Gus, sadly, is not a literary sort. He much prefers to sit on my feet when I read, than to be read to himself.