Come with your broken dreams and your ruined fancies

[sovay]

I dreamed last night that I asked for comfort reading recommendations and came away from the bookstore with a recently reprinted YA novel about a crew of downed airmen raising a baby in a German POW camp in World War II (a childhood favorite of several people in the dream) and a relatively new lesbian mermaid romance with a gorgeous tropical cover (almost certainly influenced by this gifset and photoset). I was looking forward to reading both of them and was somewhat put out when instead I was woken by Harvard Vanguard calling to remind me of a doctor's appointment tomorrow at nine in the morning.

Now I'm just curious. What do people read when they want comfort reading? I re-read Strong Poison (1930) right before the 'Thon and am three-quarters of the way through Have His Carcase (1932), which very possibly counts.

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[handful-ofdust.livejournal.com]

You know, weirdly enough, probably those John Bellairs books I was talking about on my LJ--the three first Lewis Barnaveldts--plus the Chronicles of Narnia (though I could read those in my sleep, by now), and the three Tanith Lee novellas I discovered in the library one time when I was in Australia: East of Midnight, The Winter Players, Companions on the Road. "...and this made him shrink in an absolute horror, for she was undead, and could not be reasoned with anymore." Also M.R. James, obviously.