1. Total number of books I've owned: I have no idea. I have boxes in my loft full of books, I have four huge bookcases full of books and right now I also have a whole bunch of them on my coffee table because another (cheap piece of crap) bookcase collapsed on me. Well, not actually on me but you get what I mean, right? Definitely in the hundreds.
2. Last book I bought: Finding Serenity edited by Jane Espenson. (arrived this morning - yay!)
3. Last book I read: The Paradise Snare by AC Crispin (Star Wars geekery... it's the first in the Han Solo prequel trilogy)
4. Five books that mean a lot to me:
- 1984 - read it when I was 11 at my dad's prompting, and then we talked about it. I think I've mentioned before how my dad and I used to have debates and conversations about books and that those memories mean a lot to me. 1984 was one of the first ones I really felt like I actually had something to say about.
- The Buried Soul: How Humans Invented Death anthropological study exploring exactly why it is that human beings ritualise death. It's fascinating reading and is never far from my desk, does that make me morbid?
- Mort - first Pratchett book I read and suckered me into the Disc World completely. Now if only Terry could go back to writing good comedy like this instead of having one joke stories with Martiphors *cough*monstrousregimentsucks*cough*
- Hero With a Thousand Faces - Joseph Campbell's treatise on the similarities in world mythologies.
- Complete illustrated Poems, Ballads and Songs of Robert Burns - as well as containing some incredible writing, this particular book was my 19th birthday present from my parents. Whenever they gave me a book as a present they would write a dedication on the flysheet. It was always my mum who wrote it, but on this one it was my dad. He died four months later.