Today of all days, maybe I should blogging about literature’s greatest lovers, or the story that plucked at my heartstrings the most. Or even my real love for some books which I genuinely believe changed my life, because there are a few. But, you know what? I cant think of valentine’s day without bringing to mind one of my very favourite songs; My Funny Valentine. Those Rogers and Hart guys sure knew how to write a tune. And I don’t really mind if it’s Ella, or Frank, or Tony Bennet, or Chet Baker who does the, “your looks are laughable, un-photographable,” dirty.
I just love it for all it’s ironic, anti-Hallmarkfest, brilliance.
So, in that vein, for my very irreverent love and literature blog for this month, I thought we’d take a tongue in cheek look at my Valentine’s day Lovers’ book club.
Here are my top dozen:
Fifty shades of we-hey!
The Lord of the engagement rings.
The Unbearable Lightness of this lovely Pashmina…yes, for you my darling.
Let’s get a Room with a view.
A Farewell to arms—hello to all the other bits.
To kiss a mockingbird.
(Let’s do it in) the dandelions, the beach, and the wardrobe.
Friday night and Saturday morning? Must be my birthday.
The man in the tie-on basque (only on week-ends).
Gone with the window cleaner.
Keys to the condom (for you Garth Nix fans)
Feel free to suggest your own.
Rhys A Jones