“. . . he who destroys a good book kills reason itself.” ~John Milton
It all started when my daughter-in-law, Jenica, whom I love dearly (and I thought she loved me too!) asked me how upset I would be if she ripped one of my books to shreds. As soon as I found out she wasn’t speaking metaphorically, and had no intention of giving me a horrible, no-good, very bad review, I was delighted. Turns out, Jen was going to do a Pinterest project and it involved making a wreath from the pages of one of my books (two copies of the book, as it turns out). Since Jen’s last name is also Raney, and the title of the book she wanted to use was A Vow to Cherish, it was a great choice for a wreath to hang in their home.
Jenica’s question didn’t totally take me by surprise. A few years ago (before Pinterest existed), I’d come across a gorgeous book wreath on a writer’s page. When I complimented her on the wreath, she told me she was worried the author of the book she’d destroyed to make the wreath might be upset. I assured her that if it had been my book, I would have been honored! I dreamed about that wreath many times over the next few years, so when Jen told me her plans, I was happy to send home some of my extra author copies that were just taking up shelf space in our basement. The books I gave her to craft with were the very first edition of my very first book and I really didn’t want that one out there for public consumption anyway, since I had a chance to rewrite and update the book a few years ago, and I’d much prefer readers find the newer version. But those almost twenty-year-old pages are yellowed and aged to perfection. Doesn’t the finished wreath look wonderful in Trey and Jen’s living room?
Fast forward to Father’s Day weekend when all our kids came to Kansas for a visit, and Jen brought the supplies to make a wreath for me while she was here! This time she used the second novel in my Hanover Falls Novels series, Forever After. Again, a lovely title when the phrase will be seen repeated again and again in the wreath. An added bonus is that the interior design of my Hanover Falls novels is so beautiful, with pull quotes and chapter headings in a lovely font and scroll-y designs throughout.
We have high ceilings in our home, and lots of empty wall space. My new wreath looks so great everywhere I try it that I’m having trouble deciding which place to leave it.
(Maybe I just need to have Jen make me a couple more?)
If you could vote, do you like the wreath better on the painted door in my office, or by my nightstand in our bedroom (where I do most of my reading)?
What do you think about the John Milton quote at the beginning of this post? Did you cringe to think of books being destroyed for a craft project?