The Love of Books

If I think about it, my life is just a history of the books I’ve read. The Summer of the Lord of the Rings. The summer after that when I read Inkheart, The Thief Lord, The Strange Case of Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde, and The Fog Diver all at once, drinking in every lastContinue reading “The Love of Books”

Libraries

My first My mom believed in books. So early memories I have are of a gigantic library with shelves taller than I was, pulling off the books I could reach and looking at the covers. And a room that seemed the size of a children’s amphitheater where story time happened. Sometimes I think in theContinue reading “Libraries”

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