Good Reads : Selected Works of T.S. Spivet


It’s the type of book I’d write, I told him in bed. Well, like, if I was smart and stuff. And the drawings? Well, I’d totally draw them like that. If I could draw. And I’m pretty sure the author is a genius, so I don’t know if Reif Larsen would be my friend, but if I ran into him at a coffee shop (because, really, where else do genius writers hang out?!), I’d buy him a soy latte (clearly, this is what geniuses drink) and make him be my friend.

So…I take it you liked the book, JD said as he looked up from reading his book.

To say I liked the book would be an understatement. I mean, com’on, it’s getting it’s OWN BLOG POST for crying out loud! I feel like Larsen opened my brain and wrote the type of book I can see and feel, but never put into words. And it’s beautiful. So, so beautiful. It’s the story of a gifted child who decides to follow his dream and accept a fellowship at the Smithsonian, but–more so–about a child who finds his past.

Okay, so I made the book sound totally lame. Which is why I don’t drink soy lattes. Obviously. If you’re in the mood for a delicious read, pick up The Selected Works of T.S. Spivet. And thank me later.

Happy Friday!