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I've read the first book, A Game of Thrones, and really enjoyed it. Sometime I intend to read all the books in the series, or at least what's currently out.

This is definitely something I want to do. I spend so much time reading some of the more modern fantasy and horror that I miss out on the classics. Also, why are The Chronicles of Narnia and The Lion, The Witch and The Wardrobe listed separately? One is a part of the other.

I wanted to join a new forum, so Googled several variations of "x forum" with no luck. I love books, so I put "book forum" and this was the first result.

In in the highest end of the lowest category, being 20.

I'm one of those people who prefer to be called English than British. I had thought there would be more Americans than English/British people on here. Don't know why, just did.

I do try to finish a book I'm reading, or at least carry on for now. However, there have been a good few books I just could not continue, due to boredom. I won't typically give up immediately, but put the book aside and read another. If, after that, I don't want to return to the original book then I never will.

Terry Pratchett never fails to impress. I've read five or six of his Discworld books, but for some reason stopped. This was a good few years ago. Sometime I shall read all of his books, most likely in order of release. Good Omens was also a fantastic book

Stephen King is by far my favourite author. I haven't read everything by him yet, but have read most of what people would consider his classics, such as The Stand, The Shining, It, etc. My favourite book by him are The Dark Tower Series.

I have several, but I always prefer to use floppier bookmarks than rigid ones. Not sure why, bit that's how it is. At the moment my floppy bookmark is of the German Underground Hospital in Jersey.

1 Pride and Prejudice - Jane Austen 2 The Lord of the Rings - JRR Tolkien 3 Jane Eyre - Charlotte Bronte 4 Harry Potter series - JK Rowling 5 To Kill a Mockingbird - Harper Lee 6 The Bible - 7 Wuthering Heights - Emily Bronte 8 1984 - George Orwell 9 His Dark Materials - Philip Pullman 10 Great Expectations - Charles Dickens 11 Little Women - Louisa M Alcott 12 Tess of the D

I've never been able to write in my own books. I could certainly never do so in other people's books. Luckily I've never borrowed a book which has had writing or drawings in. But then, I usually only borrow fantasy, and most writing would probably be found in other sections.

Hello people, I am Tom / Tommy, a 20 year old from the mighty England. Authors I tend to read include: Stephen King Terry Pratchett Steven Erikson George R R Martin Robert Jordan This looks like a nice place, I think I'll enjoy it here.

(When I came in years later with a pack of Chesterfields in my breast pocket, Uncle Oren sneered at them and called them 'stockade cigarettes.') We finally reached the window with the broken screen and he set the toolbox down with an audible sigh of relief. When Dave and I tried to lift it from its place on the garage floor, each of us holding one of the handles, we could barely budge it. On Writing by Stephen King And incase that book's too cool and intellectual, here's the same from the other book near me, which I'm also reading: She was only gone a few moments, but Rand was uncomfortably aware of the eyes of the remaining Aes Sedai. He tried to return their gaze levelly, the way Lan had told him to, and they put their heads together, whispering. What are they saying? The Great Hunt by Robert Jordan

I'm another one who just cannot fold a page at is corner. When possible I prefer to use a bookmark, but if not then any piece of paper will do.

All my books are on bookshelves, and their arrangement is kept to a minimum. The only order is that the same authors are typically found in the same place, and if it's a series, then it progresses from left to right. No alphabetical, genre, colour etc ordering.

It has to be my bed. It's comfortable, warm when it's winter, usually quiet and just generally my own place. If not there then on the sofa downstairs. And if not there then on the bus or train. However my trips on them never last long enough to read much anymore.

The man who called himself Bors, at least in this place, sneered at the low murmuring that rolled around the vaulted chamber like the soft gabble of geese. The Great Hunt by Robert Jordan In the early nineties (it might have been 1992, but it's hard to remember when you're having a good time) I joined a rock-and-roll band composed mostly of writers. On Writing by Stephen King