I don’t know why but when I read a book I like immensely I am in total awe of the author who wrote it. I used to wonder if I was the only one who had this tendency to idolize writers I liked. I learnt recently I am not alone. I had picked up a book called ‘Maybe You Should Write a Book’ by Ralph Daigh a long time back. I was leafing through this book yesterday when I came across a line in it where he writes that he has always been an ‘author-worshipper’, a term I guess also applies to me since my type of author worshipping extends to collecting everything about the author especially books or articles that detail how he (or she) wrote the book etc. And it was in this book that I read about Mario Puzo’s ‘The Godfather Papers’ where Puzo wrote everything about ‘Godfather’, the blockbuster novel I read years ago. And it was this book I found last Sunday at Abids.
I had been looking for ‘The Godfather Papers’ since a long time and when I came across it I was prepared to pay whatever the guy asked for. I shelled out sixty five bucks for it which wasn’t much. It was a good enough copy and I was glad I found it at last. I guess I may have to reread ‘Godfather’ after reading the book.
Another book I picked up at Abids was a sort of travel book. It was John McPhee’s ‘Coming Into the Country,’ a book about his journey to Alaska. It is more than four hundred pages long but I got the book for only twenty bucks. My collection of this type of travel books is slowly growing. I have ‘Snow Leopard’ by Peter Matthiessen, books by Pico Iyer, and several others I have yet to read.
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