Books about books about books about books within books about books

I noticed a recent trend: books about books. A lot of books that I have been reading have mentioned other books, or are about books, or have a main character who likes books, or having a book mentioned in the text that the publisher of the text decides to make into a book. Books.
So, this post is all about that. I hope that made sense.






The Book Thief by Markus Zusak
I shouldn't really have to explain this one because of the title, but it's a book about a thief of books. Technically, there are books in it, if Max Vandenburg's drawings count, but it's still a book about books about books about books.








Inkheart by Cornelia Funke
So, this book is about someone who can make characters from books come alive. That would be so awesome! I love the concept! Just imagine being able to make Leo Valdez come to life, or Luna Lovegood, or anyone! That is pretty much every fangirl's dream. I mean, unless you choose to make Voldemort come to life. Or Clancy Gray, or President Snow . . .






The Harry Potter Companion Books by JK Rowling
I'm so glad that Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them and Quidditch Through the Ages are actual books. And, I have VERY exciting information about a possible MOVIE TRILOGY about one of these books where the screenplay is written by JK ROWLING: http://bookahooligans.blogspot.com/2014/05/a-z-marathon-jk-rowling-i-suppose.html



The Fault in Our Stars by John Green
This books talks a lot about a book that doesn't exist called An Imperial Affliction. John Green has stated that he won't write An Imperial Affliction, but the thought of it is still pretty cool. In TFiOS, the main characters meet the author of the book, there are references to the book, there's an excerpt from the book, the main character is always reading the book, and the book doesn't exist.





The Invention of Hugo Cabret by Brian Selznick
I'd really hate to spoil the ending of the book for anyone who hasn't read it, so if you haven't read it, go away.
But the ending of the book, which I didn't understand when I first read it, goes like this:
"The complicated machinery inside my automaton can produce one hundred and fifty-eight different pictures, and it can write, letter by letter, an entire book, twenty-six thousand one hundred and fifty nine words.
These words."
So, for those of you who don't understand, the author is implying that the book was written by the automaton, which sort of makes sense and sort of doesn't, but it's a satisfying ending and it's pretty cool.





Well, that is it for this blog post. Please, comment below about other books about books about books about books.
And I mean it. You guys are neglecting the poor comment section.
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