As I was cleaning out my closet yesterday and deciding which books I should keep and which I should give away, I stumbled upon two Sweet Valley High paperbacks I purchased at the grocery store in 7th grade (circa 1997). They were the SVH sagas. I was thirteen and had a fondness for family sagas, historical melodramas imbue with romance, daring escapades, stable boys, frolicking in the woods with the Marquis’ son. I read each edition twice. Several years and several adult romances later, I realize that these sagas were the water-downed outline of every historical romance on the market. Now that I’ve read some top-notch literature, I don’t think I can stomach a re-read of SVH, but I can’t give them away. They are childhood keepsakes. I’ll save them for my future daughter or gay son.
The Fowlers of SVH & The Patmans of SVH.
On an unrelated topic, I’ve collected a towering pile of old school composition books—the classic back and white kind. These books are cheap (back in the day, they were $0.99) and cool personified. When I was still living off my teenage allowance, they served as my journals. Since I go through notebooks like water, they were economical.
Now that I earn a living wage and my energies are divided between blogging, twittering, and hand-journaling, I’ve upgraded to the expensive journals, though I still sleep with a comp book under my pillow to jot down the random night thought.
I stand by my opinion that these old school comp books are a must-have for the cool. Think Harriet the Spy.
Speaking of journaling, the BBC has a new miniseries, a remake of The Diary of Anne Frank. I love Anne Frank, I’ve read and reread her diary; I’ve seen the ’50’s movie version based on the play, and the 2001 ABC remake. This 2008 version is the best thus far. You can watch all the episodes here.