'If you go home with somebody and they don't have books, don't fuck them' - John Waters

I love literature. Anyone who knows me is aware that, like a lot of people, I'll always have three or four (or twelve) books by my bed. They're roughly divided into books I've just read and need to put away, library/borrowed books that I've read and need to return, books I've started reading, but am having a break from, books I've yet to start reading and books I'm currently reading. That's quite a list and a never-ending cycle.

It's not uncommon to read consistently and devour book after book but it's probably less common to have to tell your eight or nine year old child that you're worried she's addicted to Enid Blyton. Sorry Mother. But addicted I wasn't, as the slightly dramatic packing of Blyton into a box (that I never saw again) demonstrated. It may be considered strange that a woman so quick to defend 'modern' women in discussions about many 'feminist' ideas (both words have very subjective definitions) grew up reading such dated novels (and some of them are incredibly dated). However, that was a lot of my early childhood. I don't think that all Blyton is dated - I bet some children in the twenty-first century will enjoy reading about the adventures toys and dolls had in the nursery (Toy Story, anyone?), but her writing style is very much of its time. I digress.

Any excuse

A few weeks ago, I remembered a fantasy trilogy I'd read in 2006. I stumbled across it through someone named Kit, who was part of my team volunteering in Australia. Kit had the second book of the Tyrants and Kings trilogy with him that week and, having started that one, I quickly moved on to the first as soon as we were back in our Port Macquarie lodgings. I don't think the books were that successful in this country -it took me weeks to track down the third once I returned to the UK- but I really enjoyed them. Amazon describes Richius Vantran as a 'complicted' hero: 'brave yet sensitive'. I remember having a big 'crush' on him. His unyielding love for Dyana and their daughter probably had an impact on my view of him, yet I struggle to find a word to describe it. 'Crush' is such an Americanism and has little meaning to me, yet anything like 'love', 'lust' or 'fancy' doesn't sound quite right either. More to the point,  what do I mean when I say I had feelings for him? I know several people who would laugh if I said I fell in love with a character from a book but I became very interested in the idea, the more I thought about other books I'd read.

Being in love (and that is how I'm going to refer to it) with a character from a book is, I think, often confused with liking an actor who portrayed the character in an adaptation. When I started asking friends about this, I felt the need to justify: 'I don't mean from a film or television adaptation: do you remember Mr Darcy before Colin Firth? Did you realise he existed before Colin Firth?'. I first read Pride and Prejudice when I was fourteen and I can't remember whether I'd seen the BBC adaptation already. I don't think I had but it makes little difference, as I can't remember whether I loved Mr Darcy or not. I feel the need to post 'the lake scene', purely to clarify that my thoughts are related to pages not screen.

Purely for clarification, you do understand.

Tyrants and Kings has not been adapted as far as I know. I adored Richius because of his passion, his bravery, his loyalty and his love. But it's not just him. I've fallen in love with a number of characters from books, and my friends and sisters have too.

Many of the characters are the heroes of our beloved heroines. Sense and Sensibility is, it seems, far less read than Pride and Prejudice and Elinor and Edward understated when compared to Elizabeth and Darcy. Yet I loved Edward. Handsome, shy, steadfastly true to his word and noble, I think I cried when Elinor and he finally got engaged. I was gutted to find out that Hugh Grant played him in the 1990s film. To me, that is not Edward.

A couple of my friends named Heathcliff. I think if you love Heathcliff (and here I feel the need to confess that I've still not read Wuthering Heights), you have to accept Cathy too. Without reading the book I can't comment on their relationship fully, but it seems you cannot have one without the other. Dramatic, bitter, painful, passionate and tragic, I think there's a lot to be read about the fact their relationship is so idolised. I think it very likely I'd fall in love with him.

Naturally some of us fell in lust with the characters as well as in love. Maybe it's partly because he teased Jane and was at times rather unkind to her that we loved Mr Rochester. As my friend Jen said, he's the 'kind of guy who'd throw you down rather than daintily kiss your hand'. But there was more to him than the dark, dangerous, slightly bad boy (although, naturally, he's humbled, almost tamed, by Jane and the fire at the end of the novel). He's loyal, protective and damaged too. Very different to many of the gentlemen we come across in other novels of the time.

Another tragic couple were Robbie and Cecilia in Atonement. I don't have space to elaborate on their many years and the web spun by that moment but my friend Cath summarised one reason for desiring Robbie rather eloquently: with the word 'library'. Yes!

One of the reasons I'm pleased I asked the question on Facebook was the range of response I got. After a little nudging, I found out that various male friends loved Tess D'urbiville (yet another tragic character), Dorian Gray (Harry also liked Rebecca, apparently - falling in love with this all-powerful, haunting yet absent character's something only he would do), Hermione Granger (I can see it: brave, strong, intelligent and keeps two rather useless males in line) and Lolita (yes, that is disturbing, Stephen).

I was both amused and amazed to read that friends Charlie and Chloe were in loved with Dickon (The Secret Garden) and Dick (The Famous Five) - I thought I was the only one! My sister Sophie also reminded me of a long-lost love in Laurie from Little Women. Now that is a book that needs re-reading (and a film that needs re-watching, with a box of tissues and some waterproof mascara).

Ladies, you can get a badge of his face from a site named RS Collect. Wow!

My question and the answers I received entertained and intrigued me. I'm very pleased to have some new characters to meet.  Chloe also named Giles Winterbourne from Thomas Hardy's The Woodlanders, and Emma named Tea Cake from Their Eyes Were Watching God and Marion (a man) in Cutting For Stone - none of whom I've yet come across.

I've just noticed the names 'Stanley Crandall' and 'Sappho' at the bottom of my page. I'll have to come back to those two. Literature, it seems, is bursting with characters to fall in with. It's the fantasy, I think. Gaps are filled in by the imagination and an ideal is created. Who really cares, though? They're hot and we heart them.