Librocubicularism, Pink Sugar by O Douglas and Books Within Books

There is no greater comfort than reading in bed. Did you know that a person who reads in bed is called a librocubicularist? The word is an amalgamation of the Latin words for book and bedroom. Christopher Morley used this term in his book ‘ The Haunted Bookshop’. One of the books I’ve been reading in bed this month is O Douglas’ ‘Pink Sugar’. Isn’t it quite natural that one should read comfort books in bed or at least keep them by the bedside?

Here is a copy of my edition of ‘Pink Sugar’. Notice how Kirsty Gilmour beckons to us in her green dress. Wearing green emeralds around her neck, or is that jade?

I collect these pocket vintage Nelson editions of the O Douglas stories and am very fortunate to own a complete set. Here they are. Aren’t they stunning?

Let us return to Kirsty Gilmour and ‘Pink Sugar’. I’ve been hosting a super slow readalong of the book over on my Instagram channel. I’ve made copious chapter by chapter analysis and I’ve really enjoyed doing so. Apart from the bare backbones of the story, I’ve been simultaneously taking note of the books mentioned within ‘Pink Sugar’ – an epic example of how books live within books.

Books mentioned within books give us a fascinating insight into the personal library of the author. If it is a favourite author, then such insights are even more delightful. One would hope that such a reading list would provide even more reading material similar to our favourite author’s writing. Reading lists from old books (Pink Sugar was first published in 1924) give us an idea of what kind of books were being published at the time, a social history lesson of sorts. Here’s a list of some of the books mentioned by O Douglas.

Isn’t it a lovely list? Some of the books are ideal to curl up with on a rainy day while watching the rain pour outside.

Pink Sugar is just that kind of a book. It’s about young Kirsty Gilmour who is young, has a substantial legacy left to her by her Father, who decides to go back to her Scottish roots and rent a small house and garden in the Scottish Borders. The house is part of a larger estate owned by a retired Colonel. Little Phantasy as the small house is called is a charming house with a little stream trickling through the back garden. Kirsty’s heart is full but she only wants for the presence of people to fill her house with. An old Aunt, who has fallen on harder times is recruited along with three tiny children whose Mamma has passed away and whose Father wishes to travel to forget his grief. There are lots of well meaning neighbour’s, the beauty of the mountains as a backdrop to the story, ever present, majestic and looming. Each chapter of the story might be lifted from a charming stage production, so we’ll crafted are the situations, characters and dialogues. It is a quiet story about a young woman finding purpose in her life, of finding love and of giving love. It’s just the kind of story that I like. Nothing much happens but your inner world is enriched from reading it.

We will be reading The Proper Place by O Douglas on my Instagram channel in May. Do join.

January Musings

Things I like to think about in January … a month which gives one a chance to pause and reset …

  • the cold of frosty mornings
  • making New Year’s resolutions just to break them
  • re-arranging the furniture. tidying up the writing desk, the bookshelf, the dresser drawers
  • going to the gym and not sweating like a monsoon rain cloud
  • being cosy with a hot water bottle and an easy knitting-in-the-round cowl project
  • smoke billowing from one’s breath, rising in fluffy plumes to the sky (does anyone, ever grow too old to enjoy this?)
  • warm baths and the luxurious feel of scented oils on the skin, in an after-bath self care ritual
  • the first sips of hot coffee in the morning or the last dregs of tea, late at night
  • sipping on warm water from a favourite mug throughout the day – comforting and calorie free
  • the joy of penning well-meant intentions into the crisp white pages of a new notebook
  • The warmth of kind hands when one’s own are icy cold
  • non-irritating family conversations over the holiday period
  • the beauty of fairy lights, glowing softly through the sadness of January mornings
  • making more Christmas cake from leftover boozy fruit, stewing sweetly in the refrigerator 
  • warm socks, last thing in bed, after a light application of oil to the soles of the feet
  • watching Vlogmas videos in January and rewatching favourites from past years
  • keeping decorations up in January and pretending the festive season is not yet over
  • Christmas cards arriving in the post in the New Year. Just the best way to remind oneself of the warm hug that is faraway friendship