HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME
HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME
HAPPY BIRTHDAY DEAR ELIZABETH
HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME!
I turned twenty-one today. I still feel like I’m playing at adulthood. Not sure when or if that feeling will ever go away. Happily, I wasn’t nearly as anxious about turning a year older as I have been in the past, which is a relief. I’ll admit it did bother me a little, but not to the point of interfering with my happiness and making it hard to enjoy my birthday for what it is. So that’s a feeling I’ll quite gladly part with.
Today has been quiet. My birthdays usually are. Turning twenty-one made no difference. Alcohol doesn’t interact well with my antidepressants, and I don’t like the taste of most kinds anyway, so no bar crawls or even low-key drinking with my friends for me. I did have class today, but at least my birthday fell on a Friday so I wouldn’t feel weird about taking the evening off.
Thought I’d try something different today. I’ve never done a birthday tag of any sort so when I saw that Tasya @ The Literary Huntress had done one, I knew it was the perfect post for this day.
Count your birth day along your bookshelf and then subtract your birth month. What book does your finger land on?
I have a LOT of bookshelves. Thirteen, to be exact – four bookcases and two sets of double shelves. So for this question, I took a look at the uppermost shelf in the set above my bed, which, along with the one below it, houses all my favorite books. The lower one houses all fifteen of my Derek Landy books (everything he’s ever published lmao… I guess you could call me obsessed), while the upper one is for all my other favorite fiction.*
Counting twenty-two books along that top shelf and then subtracting nine led me to The Empress’s Tomb by Kirsten Miller, the second book in the Kiki Strike series that is one of my favorites. Like the previous book, Inside the Shadow City, this one is about the (mis)adventures of a group of “delinquent Girl Scouts” who explore what lies beneath New York City, fighting crime while they’re at it. I haven’t reread it in a few years, so I should do that soon. Maybe when I’m home for winter break and have lots of free time?
*My favorite nonfiction used to be shelved there too, until I reorganized my room in July and divided those books between several different shelves because I had acquired so many new ones there was no longer room on the shelf above my bed.
I am going to be extremely unoriginal and say Skulduggery Pleasant even though I always choose him for answers to tag questions like this. I mean, I want to go back to Dublin anyway, and I’m sure we’d have quite the adventure together. He has a great sense of humor but he’s had a hard life too, so he’d understand that I am kind of a Mess™ and have complicated feelings about my birthday and about my existence in general. Whoa, that just got real deep.
Perhaps he would even light the candles on my birthday cake with his sick fire-throwing Elemental magic skills. THE DREAM TBH.
“When Bilbo was ninety-nine he adopted Frodo as his heir, and brought him to live at Bag End; and the hopes of the Sackville-Bagginses were finally dashed. Bilbo and Frodo happened to have the same birthday, September 22nd. ‘You had better come and live here, Frodo my lad,’ said Bilbo one day; ‘and then we can celebrate our birthday-parties comfortably together.’”
The events of the first half or so of this book take place in the fall… and I share a birthday with Frodo and Bilbo as well! If I’m remembering the timeline in the Appendices correctly, Frodo and his friends flee Hobbiton sometime between the evening of my birthday and the dawn of the next day. (This part of the book is so very very special to me, if you couldn’t already tell.)
My birthstone is sapphire, a dark blue gemstone. While scrolling through my Read shelf on Goodreads I realized just how many of my favorite blue book covers are light blue, not dark blue! But I finally found one that fits and it’s one of my favorite fantasy covers too! Sabriel is just so… life goals vs. wife goals. Always has been.
Is there a series with the same number of books as your age? If so, what is it?
Had to spend a while googling this… there are apparently a total of twenty-one books in Enid Blyton’s classic Famous Five series, which I’ve never read and don’t really have any inclination to! You can buy a boxed set of all twenty-one! Imagine the muscles you’d develop lugging that thing around!
I’m gonna choose a book for each of the categories and there’s nothing you can do to stop me. IT’S MY PARTY AND I’LL BLOG IF I WANT TO.
Time period: I think My Ántonia by Willa Cather, set in the late 1800s, would be a fascinating period in which to grow up. I don’t think I would be either bored or lonely, since there’s so much to see as the young nation of America grows and changes around me. My only condition is that I somehow magically have access to my antidepressants because boy do I need those little guys to function and not become, like, dead in Nebraska of all places.
World: Although I’d likely die young in an intergalactic conflict, I am so so curious about the universe in which the Saga graphic novels are set! So many planets to explore, species to meet, ahhhh…
Country: Australia! Bill Bryson’s travelogue In A Sunburned Country is one of my go-to books when I’m sad, because he’s hilarious and has such a way with words. It’s a big, weird country and I’d love to visit someday.
- No one in particular, which means
- Anyone and everyone
That’s right: If you have a birthday, consider yourself tagged. Or not: If, like me at times, you wish avoid being reminded that you’ll be another year older, feel free to ignore this tag. It’s up to you, really.
Where are my fellow September babies at?!