I am thankful for Pride and Prejudice for showing me that classics can be fun.
I am thankful for The Lord of the Rings for showing me new worlds and giving me a love of fantasy.
I am thankful for The Orchid Affair for being so lovely a story that I just could not keep myself from asking Lauren Willig for an interview, no matter how nervous I was.
I am thankful for Random Magic as the first book I ever read as part of a blog tour and because it let me get to know its author, the crazy Sasha Soren.
I am thankful for Delirium for being the first book in years to make me cry. (In the best way, of course.)
I am thankful for Clockwork Angel for cementing my love of steampunk and introducing me to the young adult paranormal genre.
I am perhaps most thankful for Mr. Fitzwilliam Darcy: The Last Man in the World. It was the first book that I ever reviewed, written by the first author I ever gathered up my courage to write to, and it is a very large part of why I started this blog in the first place. On Jane Austen's birthday several authors of Austen fan-fiction gave away their books for free in celebration, which is where I picked up an e-copy of this. (Which I can no longer read due to kindle app issues and the fact that when I got it I used my mom's Amazon account. Grr.) It was only after reading several Austenesque novels, but Last Man in the World especially, that I got the idea to start a book blog.
I could keep going on and on forever since I am thankful for most books that I enjoyed and a few that I didn't for one reason or another, but these have to my top ten. :)