The Lion, the Witch, and the Wardrobe by C.S. Lewis.
I love the idea of doorways into other worlds. I particularly love the idea of finding another world inside a wardrobe. We don’t have wardrobes in the States, but a lot of people in Thailand have them (though they’re usually rattan, not thick wood). I think a wardrobe is such a unique, magical piece of furniture anyway – what a great hiding place! I would love to be Lucy, backing up as far as I can to make sure my siblings can’t see me even if they open the door . . . suddenly there’s a gust of cold air, a crunch beneath my feet, and the scratch of a pine tree against my skin . . . and I’m in Narnia! I would enjoy tea and conversation with the nice old Mr. Tumnus (and it wouldn’t matter that he betrayed me because it all works out in the end). I would love to meet Aslan, though I know I’d be a little scared of him. It would be one of those love-fear things. If I weren’t one of the Pevensie children, I think I would want to be a dryad – a tree nymph or spirit who loves to dance and can sometimes take human-like form.
What book do you wish you could live in?
Check out Karla’s post here.